2. A small, fleeting kiss - which is immediately followed by a passionate, hungry kiss. / chrislydia's first kiss perhaps
░░░░░░ ☾ lydia had done a good job of avoiding it, really. she had. but it always goes like this with him: their eyes meet – always – in shared exasperation or curiosity or simply because they are drawn to each other, and it suddenly seems like there is this moment with only the two of them in it, and that everything else is inconsequential. ( because of course it isn’t: lydia will never be so stupid as to put a boy over her grades. she doesn’t even put the supernatural over her calc exams. )
but she doesn’t see him leave parties with anyone else now. and for the life of her, she can’t remember the last time she left with someone else, either.
so lydia makes the smart choice, like she always does. she had made eye contact with him, fleeting, but enough to let him know it is no accident, before turning into a bedroom that belongs to some kid off the swim team. a friend of a friend, social standing, blah blah blah.
lydia will kiss him, just once, she tells herself, to get it out of her system. and if that’s not enough, if she’s left it long enough for the feelings to have wound themselves around her heart, she will simply sleep with him. that should be enough to rid herself of any girlish fantasising, and he’ll consider her another notch in his bedpost, and with that behind her, she can move on with her life. there. easy.
she knows the second she presses her lips to his that it will not be enough.
she pulls away, searching his face for something – she doesn’t know what, exactly. satisfaction ? surprise ? her eyes sharpen like she’s hesitating, but then they are all tangled together, her hands on his shoulders and his hands on her waist, and kissing him tastes like relief against her lips. like she’s been holding her breath this entire time, and this, oh god, this is what breathing feels like.
she pushes him against the bedroom door – fuck, she hadn’t even noticed him close it in the first place. her newfound inattentiveness is very dangerous indeed – and she says against his lips: “i tried to forget you,” knowing he will take it as a compliment.
