you forgot your notebook with him as he borrowed yours for notes, and you texted him to meet up at a nearby hallway while classes were ongoing.
"hey," he smiles as he sees you and presses a kiss to your lips. you playfully wipe it away, and he looks at you, his smile fadIng away as he pretends to get mad at you.
he turns his head away from you, avoiding your gaze. you chuckle and tug on his arm to get him to look back at you. "hey, i'm sorry, i was just playing around," you say, chuckling.
"don't," he says, rolling his eyes.
you laugh at his behavior and press a kiss to his cheek. "come on, i'm sorry," you say, and you see him biting back a smile.
"yeah, i'm never kissing you again," he says, crossing his arms as he continues to look away.
"oh come on," you say as you kiss his cheek again, making him break his act and smile.
he turns to look at you and grabs your hips, guiding you backward until your back meets the wall. then he leans in to kiss you again, his lips warm and inviting against yours.
time seems to slow down as you melt into the kiss, your arms wrapping around his neck. everything else fades away as you lose yourselves in each other, the playful banter giving way to a deeper connection.
after a long, sweet kiss, he pulls back slightly, resting his forehead against yours. "you're impossible," he murmurs, his voice filled with affection and a hint of amusement.
you smile up at him, brushing your fingers through his hair. "but you love me anyway," you tease softly.
he chuckles, pressing another gentle kiss to your lips. "yeah, i do," he admits, his gaze warm and sincere.
he presses one more gentle kiss to your lips before reluctantly pulling away. "i should probably give you back your notebook," he says with a grin, his hand still resting on your waist.
