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SPOILER - This takes part during Silver War.
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THE FIRST TIME HE KISSED HER AGAIN
"A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years." – Rupert Brooke
He caught a look in her eyes, that brief moment on the steps.
She was jealous and she had no right to be. She turned him down.
And that pissed him off.
So he stormed into her office that evening, after she had been avoiding him all day.
He went there with only one intention – to confront her.
But, will against will, mind against mind, in the truest of their fashions, the conversation turned into a fight before it even began.
And as she lectured him for bringing personal life to a work place, her look gave her away. The slight tremor of her voice. The way her hands tightened into fists until her knuckles turned white.
The way she avoided to look him in the eye.
That was when he realised it was not jealously in her eyes, but hurt.
He froze for a moment, not knowing what to make of it; how to react.
The room went quiet, their breaths only thing that could be heard. Tension started to build.
Finally, he moved in front of her, invading her personal space.
He opened his mouth to say something, anything.
But as she lifted her eyes up, finally meeting his gaze; as he saw that look again, there was only one thing he could think of doing.
He cupped her face with his hands, bringing her lips to his.
A fleeting touch, a mere whisper of a kiss was all it took for the emotions to resurface, and before he knew it, they were gripping on each other as if lives depended on in. Tongues duelling where voices were seconds ago. Hands touching places long forgotten. Minds in some other time, some other place; a lifetime ago.
Seconds seemed to last forever.
Finally, she pushed him way, a horrified look on her face. She grabbed her briefcase and left without a word.
And all he could do was wonder what the hell had he been thinking.
- THE END -