the feeling of her soft lips pressing against his, the way her hair felt as he placed his hands on her head-
that was the feeling kurt was sure that he would never forget.
how her grip tightened around his hand, as their fingers intertwined once more. the way her heels lifted off of the ground each time she rose up, shoes hitting the floor after lowering.
the glossiness of her eyes as they pulled away in sync, the awkward feeling in his heart. the way her emerald eyes seemed to be looking not at him, but through him. the mix of nervousness and excitement as he looked down at her, and the way her lips stayed slightly parted-
he swore to never forget this feeling as he laced his fingers around her’s and leaned down once more.