Kiss
She was lecturing him, but Fiyero was too distracted by his internal battle to listen. Suddenly his heart made a decision, and without waiting for his brain to agree, he kissed her.
He was cursing himself even as he pulled away. What was that thing she did when she was angry? Was he about to find out?
"What was that for?" Her voice was small, unsure.
"Because I wanted to."
He waited for the anger, the slap, the reminder that he had a girlfriend. But in typical Elphaba fashion, she did the last thing he expected: she kissed him back.