You two were sitting on Marshall's (very uncomfortable) couch at his house, watching old movies together. It seemed as if he was scooting closer to you every second, because eventually you two couldn't have been sitting closer. You laughed softly at him and looked up at his face, only to lock eyes with him.
You both seemed to refuse to look away for almost two minutes, before Marshall placed a hand on your left cheek and slowly leaned in to kiss you. You kissed back, and it was just a repeated soft kiss for the next four minutes.
Eventually, he pulled away and smiled at you. You giggled and blushed, and buried your face in his shirt.
You two stayed like that for a while, missing the entire movie.
