"Kiss me…" Blue pleaded with Winter. His eyes were moist and his lips were bright red and puckered-up. Blue had hooked his small body around Winter's large frame, rubbing himself against the Winter.
"Blue, stop it. You're not in your right mind now. You'll regret this." Winter spoke with a desperate and panicked tone, trying to separate himself from Blue. But Blue stuck to him like a parasite, not budging an inch.
"I won't regret it." Blue said with firm resolve, though his eyes were hazy and he was clearly not in the right mind to be making 'firm resolves.'
"Blue, you—"
Blue captured Winter's mouth in a kiss as soon as he opened it to speak.
Forty five minutes earlier:
Blue and Adam strutted into Berryblast, both wearing eye-catching outfits. Though they weren't regulars, they were treated like regulars as people parted the way for them as they walked.
