[ that touch practically sends sparks from where his fingers brushed and stiles leans forward just a little. it's like something out of a movie, sappy feelings included--his heart even skips a beat because okay, not only is he ridiculously hot, but he's funny, too, and he can't help the way that his smile brightens a little, up to his eyes. returning that look is like something electric, and stiles could swear he feels the chemistry in the air.
and, well, he figures, it's gotta happen sooner or label, and stiles has never been super patient.
so, he leans over and kisses him, tilting his head just enough, so that his chin brushes against stubble and his fingers tighten a little in his jacket. ]
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and, well, he figures, it's gotta happen sooner or label, and stiles has never been super patient.
so, he leans over and kisses him, tilting his head just enough, so that his chin brushes against stubble and his fingers tighten a little in his jacket. ]