❪ 滑る ❫ fluff newly est. rs first love seungmo x f!reader 568 cw ノ kissing, they're so shy, not proofread 〃 ♡ ⸝⸝⸝ written as part of @fish-and-cake-net's spring memories event! this fic is inspired by the first kiss prompt!! / 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄
Seungmo's heart catches in his chest when he notices how close you are to him. Then, it drops to his stomach when he sees you move even closer and lean into him.
And holy fuck.
You're about to kiss him.
You're about to kiss him.
He shouldn't be so nervous. You've already confessed, been on a few dates, and started feeling more confident about actually admitting that you're dating. He knew this moment would come, and he's had weeks to prepare.
But kissing feels… new. Not scary in an unwanted way, but terrifying because it's something he's never done before. Seungmo is nineteen already, but he still hasn't had his first kiss. In terms of dating experience, he's as fresh as you can get.
He's still too embarrassed to admit he's been saving his first kiss for you all these years. Ever since you were in high school and he started secretly crushing on you, he's promised himself that you would be the first girl he would kiss. He's had years to dream about this exact moment, but now that it's happening, he can hardly process it.
You're moving too fast, yet not fast enough at the same time. A million thoughts rush through his head. He's scared he won't be a good kisser. He's scared you won't like it. But he's also excited. The past few weeks have been a countdown to this; building anticipation to something that will surely last in his memory forever.
The moment, in actuality, is over quite fast. You don't linger long against his lips. You stand on your tiptoes to reach him, cupping his face gently and brushing against him tenderly. Sparks fly, and Seungmo finally understands what it feels like to be the main character in a first love romance.
But as quickly as it starts, it's over.
You pull back with a shy smile on your face and the tips of your ears tinging pink. Seungmo thinks he's in love, but that isn't new. He also thinks he's forgotten how to breathe—that is new, but not important enough to spare any of his attention for.
Not when you look so adorable, so sweet, so perfect. You're unable to look away from him, even though you're fidgeting with your fingers and bouncing a little on your heels—a nervous habit of yours that he adores.
"Was that… okay?" you ask nervously. Seungmo has his head in the clouds. "Seungmo?"
"Huh? Oh, I… yeah. I… really liked it," he whispers.
You grin. "You're such a dork."
"You like this dork," he laughs, grabbing your arm when you try to turn away.
"I do not!" you insist and try to wriggle your way out of his hold. Of course, he easily overpowers you, and your attempt to escape only ends with you pressed against his chest.
"You just kissed this dork," he reminds you seriously. You shake your head. Your jaw is starting to ache from smiling.
"You're denying it?" Seungmo brow raises in surprise, but his lips quickly jump to grin at you. "There were witnesses, Y/n."
You giggle. "What witnesses?"
"For starters, me."
"You're the victim, not a witness. It doesn't count!"
"A victim? So you're saying that kissing me was you committing a crime?"
You flush and hide your face in his chest.
"Do you think you'd risk becoming a repeat offender?" Seungmo whispers against your ear.
