𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖆
━.*･｡ﾟ in any other situation, aria would’ve been the shy and reserved girl everyone thought she was. it was different with aiden. she felt almost too comfortable with him. perhaps it was because of the time they spent together, she didn’t even feel embarrassed to do this in the middle of weenie hut jr’s. she hummed at his request, and slowly closed the space in between them. they’ve done more things than kiss, but something about their simple interactions made aria feel more at ease. it was like everything was right again. she couldn’t even remember why they fought a few days ago, it all melted as soon as their lips connected. a faint ’ is this allowed ’ was heard from behind them. the waiter was not pleased. this only made her eyebrow lift, and went in for a deeper kiss.
𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧 for aria’s sudden boldness, sudden need to be close, but aiden wasn’t one to complain when good karma comes his way. so all he did, all he had been wanting to do when since he saw her sitting at weenie hut jr’s, was pull her closer, kiss her harder, d e v o u r her. ‘cause it had been too long since he had those pair of lips around his, too, too long. the experience itself felt like some sort of epiphany for aiden, that told him that this was something he couldn’t live without, that aria was someone that aiden couldn’t let out of his grasps. everything around aiden was blurred out, the uncomfortable stares people gave, the look of disgust from the workers, everything, because nothing but aria mattered, nothing but his right hand trailing up and down aria’s back, nothing but his left hand that made home inside the back pocket of aria’s jeans, n o t h i n g. ❝ god, i missed your lips ❞ he mumbled between the other’s lips before he dove in for another minute or two.
