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Kissing.

One thing Rigby couldn't stand was indeed kissing. He hated when his mom would kiss his cheek on the first day of school or when she'd try to kiss his scars from his bike on his knees. He thought it was just plain weird and gross. Maybe that was because he didn't want to be seen as a momma's boy. Eventually, when the scars really started to hurt, he'd give in and allow her to.

But other than that, he hated kissing. His first kiss was horribe, the girl was an awful smoker and he hadn't found that out till he kissed her. The taste of ash and dust filled his mouth when they kissed and Rigby couldn't have been more disgusted in his life. He pushed her away quickly and ran straight home, not even bothering to drive the ash tasting girl home.

He told himself that night that he'd never let anyone kiss him ever again.

That is, until he met Mordecai.

Mordecai... had somehow changed him. They met at the local theatre and had 'coincidentally' seen the same movie. They also 'accidentally' sat next to each other as well and by chance ended up sharing popcorn. Mordecai had introduced himself first and said right after that he was bisexual. Rigby almost felt intimidated, but he said that he was gay just to get it over with.

Mordecai made the first move by asking Rigby out the next night. Stunned and actually flattered, he shakingly said yes and wrote his number down on his movie ticket. Because of his height, Mordecai bent down and kissed his cheek, softly, whispering "See you tomorrow."

The blue haired boy walked away before Rigby could say anything. He felt his cheek, blushing. He tried to find it in him to be repulsed, disgusted, hurt even, but all he could feel was utter joy and giddiness.

He called his mom the next minute and told her everything by as he walked home.

On their fourth date, Mordecai took Rigby to his apartment where the sat, ate pizza, talked, cuddled, and watched old cop movies. Rigby hadn't know that Mordecai was planning to kiss him that night but when Mordecai called his name softly and two fingers held his jaw in place and the older lend in, he knew.

He couldn't deny Mordecai of anything, he was too damn hot, so he closed his eyes and waited.

Soft lips met his own and moved against them. Surprisingly, Rigby leaned into Mordecai's touch and moved his lips against his. Rigby was shaking and holding tightly onto Mordecai's jacket because he felt like he was falling -drowning even- into the older. He whimpered when Mordecai prods his tongue inside Rigby's mouth and begins to fight with him.

Rigby is a shaking mess now, thighs quivering and cheeks now another color. Mordecai pulls away first to catch his breath. Rigby panted and then began to stammer, "I-I'm sorry! I d-didn't m-mean to go so f-far, I t-thought-"

Mordecai laughs at him and pulls him into a hug, "You didn't. It's okay, Rigby. That was great." Rigby's eyes fall, and he wraps him arms around Mordecai's neck shyly.

Mordecai breaks the nice silence, "Don't tell me that was your first kiss..?" he asked softly, knowing it's a touchy subject for Rigby. Surprisingly, the smaller answers quietly, "No.. it's just... my first kiss was awful. I vowed to myself that I'd never kiss anyone again... I mean before you, I guess." Mordecai smiles and pets Rigby's soft, brown hair, humming softly in thought.

Rigby feels small, so fragile in Mordecai's arms. Almost like glass, he feels so vulnerable and weak in the older's arms. He relishes the moment by shrinking even more.

Mordecai laughs when he feels the boy get smaller and more comfortable. He realizes that Rigby is practically sitting in his lap. He grips Rigby's chin softly and pulls him into another kiss. He feels Mordecai's hands on his hips and he smiles into the kiss.

Rigby promises himself that day that's he'd never kiss anyone else ever again.


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Was that bad? Was it too gay? I hope it was cute. I might include sex in the next chapter.