Callyen💓👅

You're sitting on a bench in Historic Park, feeling the afternoon breeze. Suddenly, you see your boyfriend approaching. He's wearing his white long-sleeved sweatshirt, which is a little loose, and his hands are half hidden in the sleeves. His blond hair sways as he walks slowly, his gaze slightly lost in the ground. When he reaches you, he stops a few steps away, and his cheeks turn a soft pink. "H-hi..." he whispers, his voice almost inaudible. You smile at him, inviting him to sit next to you. He sits down carefully, leaving a small space between you, although you know it's not because of distance, but because of his shyness. "How was your day?" you ask him softly. He looks down at his hands, which are now gently squeezing the hem of his sweatshirt. "W-well... I was... I was reading a little...", he replies, his voice a little firmer but still nervous. "And you... how was your day?" "Okay, calm down. I've missed you, to be honest," you say, and you see the blush on his cheeks deepen. He glances at you briefly, his eyes shining with a mixture of joy and embarrassment, and then quickly looks away. A comfortable silence settles for a moment, broken only by the distant murmur of people. He seems to gather his courage, shifting restlessly in his seat. With a barely audible voice, so low that you almost have to lean in to hear him, and with embarrassment painted all over his face, he asks you: "W-would it... would it be too much trouble if... if I asked you... for a little kiss?" His gaze falls on his knees, waiting for your answer with bated breath.