#a.c

It was Jun and I's fifth date that month; We had gone to a simple Italian restaurant and now Jun was walking me home. The light of the street lamps and the full moon shining lighting the way. As we walked I had my arm looped through Juns' arm, his smile growing wider at the gesture. There was never a dull moment between me and him. He was sweet, funny, shy, and caring. He took an interest in the things i liked even if he didn't know anything about them. I tried to do the same for him. But he was better than me with a lot of things. His singing and dancing skills definitely being one on the list.

As we reached my apartment Jun slowed his pace a bit and turned to face me, "I think i should tell you something." He says, a sweet smile on his face.

"What?" I ask. Silently worried i had done something wrong.

"I think i should tell you that I've had a lot of fun being in a relationship with you. I know we just started dating and its new to the both of us. But I've really enjoyed being able to get to know you and hang out more." Juns smile turns a bit sheepish as he adds, "Even if the guys pick on us, it's still fun."

I smile up at him, his round brown eyes meeting mine evenly. "I've had a lot of fun too." I reciprocate, a blush creeping across my face.

My blush only deepens though when Jun takes a step closer to me, his eyes never leaving mine. One of his hands finds my waist and pulls me a little closer to him. As he stares down at me i see his eyes dart from my eyes to my mouth, making me nervous and excited all at once. We had never kissed before and suddenly the idea of it made me nervous.

"Can I kiss you?" Jun whispers, leaning down just slightly.

"I thought you would never ask." I whisper back before he closes the gap between us.

His lips only touch mine at first, both of us too nervous to move. Then his hands slide fully around my waist and he begins to move his lips against mine. Making a shiver go down my spine. I wrap my arms around his for neck, pulling him even closer to me. Suddenly feeling the desire to have every inch of him pressed against me. Jun lets out a gasp against my lips but soon the kiss turns more slow and drawn out. He presses his forehead against mine, his lips never leaving mine as his hands find my face and hold me there.

After awhile, we pull away, but our foreheads stay rested against the others as we find our breath. Jun lets out a small chuckle before running his nose down mine and whispering, "Can I kiss you again?"