"Are they dating?"
People whisper as they walk past hand in hand.
"No..they can't be. They hate eachother; don't they?"
They used to anyway.
"I just can't picture them together."
You don't have to. They're right there in front of you, holding hands with their heads held up high.
"I wonder how it happened."
The kiss was angry; fiery from an argument. The sweat travelled quickly, rolling down their bare backs shining in the moonlight.
"Don't they care what everyone's thinking?"
They don't care. Waking up side by side and a soft kiss to his temple sealed the deal.