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3. Single-Lip Kiss

Time slipped from the moment that he had found himself with her of all things. She was a single line mystery that would always befuddle him even if he didn't show it. He didn't know how long he had been with her, but attraction had worked it's way in to how he viewed her and felt about her on a personal level. It still was a weird thing for him to deal with, feeling like this was something he found strange. He had blocked himself off from feeling anything that would hinder him for years, ever since he had lost his sister when he was barely fourteen. Now he was finding himself here with her in the world of the living, so close to one he might even say he loved. Maybe love was too strong a word for the time being, but he felt something akin to it and wanted her. While admitting that he wasn't really one to go out and show affection either by emotions or going and actually touching another. His hand extended as he reached out and touched her cheek lightly with long fingers that cupped her chin for a long drawn out moment. 

His forehead touched her own forehead and he just stared at her for a few moments, light breathing could be heard on her end as silence rang between the both of them. He wasn't a man of many words really, or actions and the time spent like this might be starting to get a tad bit awkward with how drawn out it was. He broke it though rather easily. A simple kiss on the lips to start out.