I walk up to sock and look down at him and he looks up back at me, fluttering his eyes quickly, blinking away the tears. I hesitate and almost reconsider what I'm about to do but I push myself to do it anyways. I bend over the couch, leaning to socks face; Pulling him by his scarf and pressing my lips against his surprisingly soft lips. I pull away a couple seconds later, opening my eyes to face the flushed boy.
Socks POV I can do nothing but have rushing thoughts in my mind of me and Jonathan but on the outside I have a blank expression towards him. I cannot believe he actually did it, I have not lived up to but wanted this moment for a while now..I wanted...more, didn't wanna ask because I didn't want to sound too selfish or rude about it. It felt so good to kiss someone, especially after a while from being dead, basically because I've never had friends due to my homicidal ways..so..eh..Getting used to it was really no big "problem" "Jonathan, uh." He looks at me and says "i-i know.. I just didn't" I interrupt him "I like you Jonathan, and I want to be with you." His surprised expression hit me so quickly. I surprised myself as well. I'm not supposed to have feelings.
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