Third Individual's POV
Tyler looked like he was about to cry. He immediately hugged Seo ya and went for a deep, passionate kiss. His hands held her body so tightly he didn't know what to do with himself, but he couldn't think about it because right now, all he could feel was her lips on his own and the softness of his skin against hers.
He pulled away for a moment, breathing heavily. They were both out of breath and their mouths were slightly swollen and wet from kissing. He ran his hand through his short hair as she stood up. She had her arms wrapped around him tightly and his hands stayed on the small of her back.
Neither of them moved or spoke for a few seconds until Tyler started laughing hysterically.
"Fuck…" he said between giggles. "Why are you so sweet? Hmm?" He asked. Seo ya giggles. "Here, I'll attach it to your wrist," she said, getting the bracelet out of its box, and placing it on his wrist.
