kissing chenle on new year’s eve ?? if ur feeling down for it :’)
you stood in times square, just one minute left until the famous ball drops, signaling the start of the new year.
the smile hadn’t left your face since you got to the big event. how could you let your smile falter? it’s not like the boy who had his fingers intertwined with yours would let you.
looking over at the brown-haired boy that stood beside you, you couldn’t help but fall more in love with him. he was focused on the big ball, waiting for it to drop any second now. the moonlight reflected in his eyes, and you could’ve sworn you saw stars in them.
you felt the happiest you’ve felt for a while.
“hey, what are you staring at?” chenle asks, taking his eyes off the ball to look at you, a similar smile on his face.
“you. what else?” you responded. chenle chuckled, right before the crowd of about a million people began counting down.
“the ball’s gonna drop soon.” chenle says, scooting closer to you, hands still connected.
“yeah...” you trailed off, breath hitching as he got closer.
“i’m glad i’m spending new years with you.” you speak, and the smile on chenle’s face gets bigger, if that was possible.
you were about to wish chenle happy new years, like everyone else was doing to each other, but you couldn’t speak as you felt his lips press again yours. it caught you off guard, but you smiled into the kiss after a few seconds. your hand left his to wrap around his shoulders.
you both pulled away at the same time, smiling at each other while feeling the heat rush to your cheeks.
“happy new years. let’s do this again next year.”
