ㅤㅤㅤㅤ — on brooke. “you know...” he adds, a faint smirk returning. “you still get another one after the actual date.” a slight tilt of his head. “maybe more than one,” he admits, tone teasing but softer underneath. there’s a brief pause before his eyes flick — ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ — leans in and kisses brooke— soft at first, like he’s giving her the chance to pull away if she wants to. but he doesn’t. he stays there just long enough for it to mean something before pulling back slowly, his forehead nearly resting against hers — ㅤㅤㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ — a brief pause. a flicker of something more playful crosses his expression. then, slowly, he lifts her hand just slightly— enough to turn it— and leans in, pressing a light kiss against her knuckles. it’s quick. intentional. and when he pulls back, there’s — ㅤㅤㅤ