Did They Make Out?

"Wooooould iiit.... Fuck up the moment if we made out right now?" Blitzø asked if only to fill the silence, old clown habits showing through.

Fizzarolli pushes him away, with his hands still on his stomach while giving him a glare. Blitzo gives him a nervous but smug smirk.

Asking if something will ruin the moment still ruins it, damn it! But he was too light-headed to dwell on it; adrenaline made him jittery and impulsive. The recent revelation of the fact that his best friend never betrayed him, followed by their prompt reconciliation, also did not help in trying to reject Blitzø.

"Fuck it, this night can't get any crazier than this."

Fizzarolli pulled his friend back in, kissing him square on the lips.