"I want to grow old with you," Brad admits before wrapping his arms around the taller boy unexpectedly.
"W-what?" the young blond stutters, nervous because he's never really thought about the future with anybody. "But we're only high school! Maybe we shouldn't get ahead of oursel—"
Brad kisses the taller boy by getting on his tippy toes, surprising the blond at first but soon they are both properly into it. When they separate, Tristan is very taken back. "You kissed me?" he questions. Brad nods nervously, "I've never kissed anyone before that."
"Same, " Brad whispers, making Tristan smile.
"You were my first kiss, and you will be my last. I promise Brad," Tristan suggests.
Brad blushes, did he really mean that much to someone? " I promise that too."
