Firsts and Lasts- Kliensen

First Kiss

Here I am again- short chapter, as this fic is full of short chapters... I know the range is huge, but I'm wondering, for those who read a lot of fic, all fics considered, what do you feel like is the average chapter length? I honestly want to know.

-19 Years Old-

---Evan---

He's smiling at me- a real smile, not the weird, too-cheery ones he's given me a lot lately or the almost-sadistic ones he shot me in highschool- and I'm smiling back just a little before I know it.

I can feel my lips quivering a little- I just finished crying, after all, so that makes sense, but it doesn't make this less embarrassing. Just, why today of all days?

"Done hyperventilating?" Jared teases with a soft smile, and I almost do get a solid smile back, but then his eyes drop and he backtracks, "Shit, sorry, I don't know what I was saying, I shouldn't have-"

"It's fine. Really. It's fine." I lean my head on his shoulder, utterly amazed that he's holding me- God I'm definitely in heaven.

Wait... "I'm- you're- we're on the bathroom floor," I say. I don't want to get out of his lap, but I shift to get up, and then he doesn't even move his arms from around me and I give up that easily.

No shit, Sherlock, I think in Jared's voice, surprised when he only replies, "Yeah," after a beat.

That was the perfect opportunity for any of his geeky one-liners, but I shrug it off mentally because everything is better than it's ever been, even if Jared is being a little weird.

"It's just, you're- you don't want to move?" Sure, this bathroom floor is really, really clean- like, house-level clean, but I'm still wrapping my head around, well, that he sat down on the floor because of me.

Jared opens his mouth, pauses, and then shrugs. "Do you?" He looks at me.

His eyes are this marbled blue-green with that island of brown and his lips are- no I can't look at his lips because I'll start wanting to kiss him but that doesn't stop me from looking and now I can't look away. "Um. Do you?"

Jared laughs and I get a peek at his perfect, pink tongue- is that weird? I want to kiss him, I want to kiss him, I want to kiss him. "Please. You're in my lap, Evan, I have zero interest in moving."

I really, really, really want to kiss him, because he's back to Jared Jared who teases and doesn't hold back because he thinks I'm fragile- that is why, right?- and I want to kiss him.

---Jared---

I wonder if maybe that comment was too much. Then again, he's staring at my lips. That can't be a bad sign.

Evan blinks and turns his head towards the door. "We should, um."

"No one's coming in."

"You don't know that."

He's going to think I'm weird. Which I am, actually. But he definitely doesn't want the geeky weirdo that was highschool me and stuck with ever since. Still... "I... may have locked it. It's a passcode door, so." I shrug.

Evan turns back to me so fast I swear his neck is going to snap.

I can feel the flush all over. "It's... you didn't exactly seem like you wanted company."

Why didn't I just lie and get up? Unlock the door on the way out and not look like a creepster who messes with public bathroom locks?

Stupid question: I should know by now that this beautiful boy yanks every thought out of my brain and leaves me floundering.

"Jared."

I just stare at his fingertips, fiddling.

"Okay, so I'm a geek," I mutter defensively, wishing we could just go back to smiling at each other. I just want to stare at him and imagine leaning in and kissing him. Guess that won't be happening.

And then he kisses me.

I gasp this tiny little bit before kissing back. It's like the world exploded into colors, except my eyes are closed and the colors are inside me, pouring out.

His lips are soft, a tiny bit chapped, really, really kissable, and so shy.

When Evan pulls back, he looks at me and smiles a little. "Are you hyperventilating?"

"So my breath is a little heavy," I scoff, fighting for (yes, okay) air. "That's sexy right? Heavy breathing?" I wink.

Evan laughs this wonderful, breathless little laugh. "That was, we kissed for like two seconds, Jared."

"Could've been longer," I sigh, gazing up at him.

His blush makes my heart skip a beat. "We should, um." This time Evan actually gets up, grabbing my hand and pulling me with him.

I huff. "Tease."

XXX

That would be the last time in a long time Jared teased Evan about his breathing.

I feel like chapters are usually 2-4,000 words....

Not me. Apologies.

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