The magnetism between them was certainly something amazing. Sure, it was teenage love, but love nonetheless. He looked for joy, she looked for discovery; and when those desires merged together, the results were always laughs and excited bumps of the heart.

There were people who wondered if her nature was the same in every aspect of her life, if the feelings they experienced today would be consumed as her bare feet consumed the grass under them, as her hair combusted the oxygen around. But that didn't matter to them, much less for the boy who saw in her nothing but a star.

He loved the innocent gaze of her eyes, her expression of excitement every time she discovered something new, the size of her hands. Even when he had to cover his hands in foil to hold her hand, interlocking their fingers was one his favorite things to do. And when he felt brave, he dared to touch her directly in the cheek; even if he got burned, he would manage to touch her skin, to feel that she was real.

She found calm in him, as calm as a river or the waves of an ocean. He showed her how big the world was and how much there was left to do, to feel, to experience and to love. Every day with him was different, as opposed as the long boring days of isolation in her lamp. With him, she even discovered new things about herself: her feelings, her wishes, her morality. When she looked at his eyes, she could see the world in them and wanted to get lost in it.

Their breathing was loud and synchronized. Just lying on their sides in the grass, looking at each other for several minutes straight, was a deep proof of their passionate love. Flame Princess smiled as she brought up a very familiar rock between them.

"I thought you… maybe… wanted to kiss a little" she said, blushing.

Finn blushed too. He reached for his backpack and took off a bottle of Cyclops's tears.

"And I thought we could… maybe… try some direct ones"

Flame Princess grinned and her flames grew in size and bright. She took Finn by the collar of his shirt and planted herself on his lips. One, two, three, four seconds and the fiery girl reacted. She broke the kiss fearing for Finn's well being. But he was smiling, although most of his face was red.

"That's what I was talking about" said Finn, opening his mouth with difficulty before the tears made effect. "Let's try again, with smaller ones"

The princess nodded, relieved and approached to Finn as he did the same. Finn leaned in. Soft and quick; in the cheeks, in the foreheads, in the lips. It wasn't long before the tears ran out. Happy and satisfied, they held hands to watch the sunset.

The day could die there, along with the sun. But their love burned more than one thousand suns and would survive for many days more.