Distraction
"Quick, distract her!" Ageha yelled pushing Kyle in the direction of the fuming Frederica, who was stalking her way up to the pair.
"What do you want me to do?" Kyle whispered angrily back towards his idol as the girl continued to get closer.
"Anything!" was the desperate reply. When Kyle turned back around, Frederica was already right in front of him and before his brain could catch up to his body he grabbed her. His hands on either side of her face and his lips pressed fiercely against hers. The girl resisted in the beginning, but eventually let herself get lost in the feelings that Kyle was already bound to. When the two finally broke for air – their chests heaving and breaths mingling from the proximity – did Kyle notice that Ageha was still rooted to his spot, his mouth agape.
"Why are you still here?" was Kyle's skeptical question. Ageha's jaw slowly closed, before he glared angrily at the boy.
"You weren't supposed to distract me too!"