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A/N - This jus takes place when like Belle and Kent are teens. I think I'll write something about Pin and Dec soon but like the effort to write this was already enough so I won't strain myself/plus this is short

Belle rocks gently on the swing set, peering at Kent to the side of him. Kent leans back on both of his hands, looking back at Belle. He tilts his head to the side and slightly raises his eyebrows, a silent way of asking what's up.

"This dude went in to kiss me a week or two ago."

Kent hums.

"I leaned away. It was the same guy I've been hanging out with lately."

"I thought you liked him?"

"Nah."

There's more silence in the air while Belle looks into his lap, no longer softly swinging. Kent's stare is unrelenting, knowing Belle has more to say.

"Kent?"

"Yeah?"

Belle turns to face Kent again, sighing before talking again.

"Would you lean away if I tried to kiss you?"

Silence.

Kent doesn't think too much about it once the sentence fully rests in his mind. He cups Belle's face and leans in, planting his lips onto his. Just a peck was all it was but it still felt breathtaking.

And when Belle shifts away, letting his hair oh so conveniently cover his face Kent puts it behind his ear, revealing the growing smile on Belle's face. He couldn't wrap his own head around how bold he got just now but whatever, all that matters is that Belle didn't pull away.

"No. I wouldn't."

Belle smiles big and wide now, swinging softly again.

"I'll keep that in mind."

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