The nightclub bathroom pulsed with muffled bass, every beat vibrating through the walls while pink neon strips cast everything in a hazy glow.
Romance barely had a chance to close the door before Abby caught his wrist.
“So this is why you dragged me in here?” Romance asked, a crooked smile tugging at his lips.
“You’ve been driving me crazy all night”
With a gentle push, he backed Romance against the tiled wall. Their faces hovered inches apart, the music outside fading beneath the sound of their breathing.
“You keep looking at me like that” Abby murmured, “and you’re going to make me forget we’re supposed to be meeting everyone”
Romance chuckled. “Maybe that was the plan”
Abby’s laugh was quiet, almost lost beneath the thumping music. He reached up, brushing a loose strand of hair away from Romance’s face before stealing a slow, lingering kiss.
Romance melted into it, one hand finding Abby’s jacket while the other rested against his waist, unwilling to let the moment end too soon.
When they finally pulled apart, both of them were smiling.
“You know” Romance whispered, “the others are probably wondering where we disappeared to”
“They can wonder for another minute”
Abby leaned in once more, resting his forehead against Romance’s with an affectionate grin.
“Then we go back out there… before Baby starts looking for us”
Outside, the club roared on, but for one stolen moment behind the bathroom door, the only thing that mattered was each other.