Epilogue

She grabs you by the collar and mashes both of your lips together.

You honestly did not see this coming because in your head, it was always you making the first move and she getting all flustered from the kiss, not the other way around.

Not that you are feeling flustered right now. Just...woozy. From all the blood loss. That's probably it.

It's not how you imagined. The kiss. There's no fireworks exploding, no choir singing, no voices from above. It's even kind of awkward, because her head is tilted to a weird angle, causing noses to bump from time to time, and she doesn't seem to know what to do with her lips, staying frozen in a puckered form.

It's far from perfect, you know, but you wouldn't have it any other way.