We went to a concert.
It was wild, and loud, and stank of every stage in a beer's life.
When Hikaru first mentioned it, there was a weird moment when we both considered inviting the others, and both disregarded it.
And then it was just us, having fun dressing up and messing around in the back seat like we used to and squeezing as close to the stage was we could get.
And we were forced too close together, and I remembered that we hadn't kissed properly in…
…Much, much, much too long.
We got home breathless, past curfew, and letting each other's taste linger.