Prompt: Things you said after you kissed me.
"Come on," Chloe said, pulling Max gently up the path by the hand. "I don't wanna miss it!"
"The golden hour is called an hour for a reason, Chloe. We have plenty of time," Max said, but couldn't help but smile at Chloe's enthusiasm.
Chloe rolled her eyes and tugged a little harder on Max's hand. "Fine, but you're still being slow."
"I have shorter legs than you!" Max said indignantly.
Chloe let out a frustrated snort before releasing Max's hand and stepping in front of her with her knees slightly bent, her arms out at her sides. "Climb on."
"What?"
"You heard me, Caulfield, climb on. You're taking too long so I'm gonna carry you."
Shaking her head, Max hopped onto Chloe's back, gripping her shoulders tightly as Chloe all but ran the rest of the way up the hill. When they reached the top, Chloe walked over to the bench in front of the lighthouse and let go of Max's legs. "Okay, no more freeloading from you, time to get off."
"I don't know, it's kinda nice up here," Max said, wrapping her legs around Chloe's waist to stop herself from falling. "And I could get used to being carried everywhere."
"Well, I'm glad I'm good for something," Chloe said as she turned her head to look back at Max. "But you do realize I can't kiss you when you're back there, right?"
"Damn, you're right. Never mind, it's terrible up here."
Chloe laughed and Max placed a kiss on her cheek before sliding off her back. She took Chloe's hand and led her over to the bench where they both sat down, their hands resting on the wood between them. Chloe wove her fingers through Max's and they both smiled at each other before turning to look at the sunset.
It was silent for a few minutes as they watched the sun sink closer to the horizon. Eventually, Max's eyes began to wander, trying to set up the perfect angle to take a picture of the lighthouse. She looked back to the sunset, debating whether or not to take out her camera, when she noticed Chloe watching her with a small smile on her face. "What?"
"Nothing," Chloe said. "The face you make when you're thinking about taking a picture is just hella cute."
Max returned Chloe's smile for a second before leaning over and kissing her. Max's free hand found its way into Chloe's hair and she tried to deepen the kiss but Chloe pulled away with a confused look on her face.
"Is something wrong?" Max asked, her hand dropping down to rest on Chloe's leg.
"No, not really, you just…" Chloe paused, a thoughtful look on her face. "Cheese! That's what it is. You taste like cheese."
"Oh," Max said, removing her hand from Chloe's leg and turning to face the sunset again. "Uh, sorry?"
"It's not a bad thing, it's just…unexpected."
"I did eat a bunch of Cheetos right before you picked me up," Max admitted.
"Damn, Max, how many Cheetos did you eat?" Chloe asked, looking mildly alarmed. "The taste is really strong."
"A lot," Max said, heat rising in her cheeks. "I hadn't eaten dinner yet and there weren't very many options in dorm room, so…maybe, like, half a bag?"
Chloe laughed. "Holy shit, I don't even eat that many when I have the munchies." She stood, stepping in front of Max and grabbing her other hand to pull her up off the bench. "We should probably get you some real dinner, though."
"Only if you carry me," Max said, grinning as Chloe rolled her eyes.
"Fine, but only to my truck. I am not hauling your ass all the way back to my house."
"Aw, you're no fun," Max whined as she climbed onto Chloe's back.
"How about next time you carry me, then you can see how fun it is."
Max laughed, resting her head on Chloe's shoulder as she set off down the hill. "No thanks, I think I'll leave that job for you."