She was certain that, in this moment, once of them were going to make the next move. She locked her eyes with his, taking her lip between her teeth as she breathed him in. He was so close, she could feel his breath against hers. When his hand came up, cradling her cheek and jaw, her breath caught in her throat. She knew what moments like these were, she’d witnesses them before. Oliver had been with a girl, but she was taken from him in the raids, after that he wasn’t the same. But Malia, she never experienced that. She’d never had anyone she could be in comfortable silence with as she could be with him. Her lips parted as she watched him, and she she closed her eyes with a soft smile as he pressed his lips to her cheek.<br/><br/>His lips were soft against her skin, softer than she would’ve anticipated them to be due to his time out in the world but...they were. She swallowed, leaning into his touch as his thumb left a fiery trail across her cheek. Her eyes closed at his touch, a long breath escaping her lips as the stress faded away. She opened her eyes, however, when he dropped his hand and stood. She could feel his eyes on her, his soft words gravitating towards her, but then he was walking away. She didn’t want to waste this opportunity because, with the path they are on, the recent events, she knew that this could be ripped away from her at any moment. So, without thinking truly, she stood quickly and walked towards him, gently grabbing his wrist. Once he turned around she curled her hand around the back of his back, the other resting against his chest as she stood on her tiptoes, gently pressing her lips to his.<br/><br/>It was a fiery contact, yet gentle. She held it for a moment, her lips moving in sync with his, before pulling away. She stared up at him breathlessly until she smiled, her hands still resting on his chest. She took a step back, giving his hand a squeeze. “I do, too.” With that she ducked her head, her cheeks heating up as she backed into her room.