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"Your OTP are not yet together. They are playfully wrestling/tickling each other and Person A is on top of Person B when B calls a truce. They take a moment to catch their breath, and Person A doesn't move one bit, lost in Person B's eyes. Person A then realizes they might have feelings for B and they go in for a kiss. Whether B's reaction is positive or not is up to you."

Hiro and Panda have enjoyed spending time together, just enjoying each other's company. Panda and Hiro were on summer vacation, and after a few weeks they began to grow a little bored with all their free time. It felt like they have done everything they possibly could.

They took a trip to the beach with their friends, went to a few theme parks, went out on a hike that one time, went to the movies multiple tmes, hung out at the mall and shopped all day long, went swimming in her pool at her house, and tinkered nonstop on different robot projects.

They now sat in Hiro's bedroom, playing their handheld video games together. It was rather dull if she was going to admit it. She lay on her back on his bed, her cute pink knee high socked feet lying on his pillows while her head hung off the foot of the bed. Hiro sat on the floor next to her, enthralled in their game they were playing together.

She puffed out her cheeks and made a disapproving noise as Hiro beat her for the fourth time in a round of their game. He was better at this game, and she would let him have his victories for now. She would get him back when she gets the chance.

"You really stink at this game!" He says, laughing while putting his game down on the floor next to him.

"Yeah, well, I actually have a life and don't spend all day playing a game. Can't get good at something unless you practice." She laughed, putting hers down next to his.

He laughed and pushed her face a little to show playful disapproval of her bad joke. She smiled and pushed his hand away from her face while laughing rather loudly. He in turn laughed along with her and she called him a huge nerd, which he informed her that she was an even bigger one than he was.

Panda gave him a light shove while protesting his claims of her being a nerd, which he returned by pushing her back a little bit harder than that. Was he trying to best her at being playfully rough? She was not about to let her friend get the better of her, and rolled over to lay on her stomach.

He noticed the sudden change in her body language and gave her a mischievous smile as he to sat up a little straighter. She moved a little bit closer to the edge of the bed and shoved him with her shoulder and forearm, and he shoved back with equal force.

She was feeling a little bit more competitive, because this was her chance to beat him in something that he had a disadvantage in. She was taller than him, and had a bit more meat on her bones than he did. Meaning she could easily hold him down if she really wanted to.

She waited a few seconds, looking to the wall next to her before yelping and tackling him from his spot on the floor. She ended up pulling the blanket off the bed along with her, but it was easily discarded as she pinned him on the ground by holding his shoulders to the floor.

He was shocked for a second, but recovered quickly as he was able to wiggle on of his arms fee long enough to tickle her exposed stomach. She laughed and swatted his hand away, and he took the opportunity to roll her over and sit on her hips, he accidently knocked the glasses off of her face in the process. He attempted to tickle her some more but she managed to grab his wrists before he could.

She wrapped her thighs around his small form and rolled him over so she was again on top of him. This time she sat on his hips, rather ungracefully a she could hear him make a little noise of discomfort. She then held his wrists to his sides and smiled

"You may be better at video games, but I am better at being bigger than you. You lose, Mr. Hamada." She laughed, not loosening her grip. It was tight enough to hold him there, but not tight enough to hurt him.

"Alright! You win, I surrender." He said while laughing.

Panda just laughed along with him, and looked into his eyes. She stopped laughing after a while and became enthralled in his coal colored orbs. She always found Hiro to be handsome, and she would admit to being a little smitten with him.

Hiro stopped laughing to and stared back into her green eyes just as deeply, feeling his face heating up a little bit. Panda was a little bit older than him, but only by a few months, and yet he didn't see her as a kid like him. He saw a beautiful young woman who could never be interested in someone like him.

Panda swallowed loudly, as she too felt her face begin to heat up and grow red. Her grip began to lighten even more and she couldn't decide what to do. He probably thinks she is weird for sitting on him for so long, or maybe he thinks she is a brute for being able to best him in a playful rough house.

Panda had no idea what happened, as she let her body go into auto piolet. When she realized what was happening it was too late to stop it, she was a few inches away from his face and felt her face grow even warmer. She decided to let herself go all the way and gently placed her lips on his.

Hiro froze and had no idea what to do. This was his first kiss, and he had no idea what to do. Before he could even react though, she lifted herself back up and sat up on his hips again. Her face was really red, and she began to stroke her hair in an attempt to alleviate the awkwardness she felt.

Hiro noticed that quirk, along with a few others he thought were interesting about her. She would stroke her hair when she was nervous, she would bite her lower lip when she was thinking, and she would tap her fingers on a surface when she felt bored.

"I'm sorry. I mean, I should have asked first, that was bad. My bad I'm so sor-"" She was stopped by Hiro sitting up abruptly and straining to give her a small peck on the lips.

He moved away rather quickly, and wiggled his way out of her sitting position on him. She just sat there on the floor looking down at it like it was the most interesting thing in the world. She continued to stroke her hair and she laughed a nervous laugh that made him smile again.

He picked up her discarded glasses and handed them back to her, which she took with a small smile of her own and replaced them on her face. She laughed again, and he joined her. It wasn't exactly some romantic confession of love, or even a confession of a small infatuation. It was certainly a start though.