smooches!
there’s a distinct lack of hesitation before he's grinning against the kiss. in fact, the short span of seconds between her lips touching his and the first etch of his growing grin is almost alarming. not that he’s paying it any attention. all thoughts are forfeit, he’s left only with a bright buzzing in his mind that becomes softer and softer before it suddenly stops, and melts.
maybe he arrived here with the intention of asking her on a date, maybe he has an essay due this weekend, maybe his name is hugo moore. he can’t remember. right now, this moment is the beginning and end of his existence.
when he reaches that final chapter and his life flashes before his eyes, will he only see a montage of his kisses with her? god, he can only hope so.
he pulls away to look at her, that grin still tugging at his lips. “i’m glad to see you, too,” even chuckles as if he’s reveling in some wonderful inside joke. amusement remains in the crinkle of his eyes as he reaches to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “have i told you lately how much i love you? because it bears repeating.” she’s the best part of his life, and the only part of his life he can currently remember. “i love you, lina.”