"I'm not going to tell them," he replied. "If I do I might not get to kiss you again."

Avery sighed and rested his head on Leon's shoulder. He pushed the bridge of his nose up agains Leon's skin, inhaling the scent of his washing powder, his soap.

"Why can't you just enjoy the moment instead of being such a killjoy? We kissed, we liked it, nobody knows. Stop thinking about all of the silly complications and start thinking about how good it made you feel. That's what's important, isn't it?"