Original Prompt: Shay/Rafferty's first kiss

She's been doing it for weeks now, kissing your cheek every time you part. It doesn't seem to matter if it's at work or after a night people-watching at Molly's, but it happens every time without fail. Tonight is no different.

You'd been drinking for a few hours - slowly, you know how to pace yourself and you're only just slightly buzzed - and you can tell by her uncomfortable shifting she's ready to leave. You offer to walk her out and she accepts, nodding her goodbyes to the rest of your friends as she shrugs on her jacket.

You stand at the corner under the streetlight, her hands stuffed into her jeans pockets and your arms folded across your chest. She thanks you for inviting her out and you shrug it off like it's no big deal, and at this point it really isn't. She smiles at you then and you prepare yourself for what's to to come. The head tilt, the "thanks anyway, it was fun", and finally the lean in.

Her lips burn as they meet your cheek, there for only a moment before she pulls away again. You're not sure why she does it but you swear there's an apology in every press of her lips to your skin, a kind of public statement that she's not that bitch anymore. It only reaffirms your suspicions when you see the tiniest flash of sadness in her eyes as she turns towards her car.

"I forgive you, you know."It's out of your mouth before you can stop it and it's caught her attention too.

She looks at you, eyes questioning, body unmoving just an arms length away.

"Months ago, actually," you continue, and it's the truth.

She smiles then, soft and genuine, and you can practically feel the relief in the air. She steps towards you, a darkness in her eyes, and you prepare yourself for whatever snark is about to come your way. Instead, you feel her lips on yours, fleeting yet lasting all at once. You press forward as she pulls away, catching her lips again for a second and then a third time. There's no sadness there anymore, no apology burning it's way under your skin; no, this time it's different, it's a promise. And when she walks away, an "I'll call you tomorrow" tossed casually over her shoulder you have no doubt in your mind that's exactly what she'll do.