This came about in one of my spells of intense frustration and procrastination that came with my schooling, so I'm not entirely sure how it'll be, but I hope you like it. This was originally supposed to just be a drabble a chapter with a different kiss per chapter, but somehow they all became intertwined and it became a story with extremely short chapters instead.

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Chapter 1: Lips

In Blue's inexperienced opinion, there were fourteen different kinds of kisses, only one of which she'd ever experienced, and thirteen of which she never would. It wasn't jealousy that had her mind wiring with imagined scenarios or conversations from long ago, but a curious longing. What would it feel like to be kissed on the forehead or on the neck? Would she be filled with warmth or elation or dread?

Shaking her head, she pushed hard down on her bike pedals, rolling steadily towards Monmouth Manufacturing. There was no point in longing for something she would never have, she reminded herself, so instead, she focused her mind on the problem she and her Raven Boys were facing. How were they going to stop Piper, Neeve and whatever they had woken from getting to Glendower first?

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"No," Blue sobbed, curling her body around Gansey's convulsing one. She held him close to her chest, shielding him from anything else Neeve and Piper would think to attack them with. Though what they had woken had left them to their own devices, they seemed to be doing just fine without it. Adam and Ronan stood in front of them, their fury and despair making them a deadly pair. "No, you can't die! This isn't how it was supposed to happen!" she cried, even as the sky wept above her, and she felt the dampness of his rain spattered uniform beneath her fingers. "Please, Gansey, you have to stay, you have to live! We can't lose you!"

Gansey stared up at her, wonder and fear coupling within his eyes. Reaching up a hand that barely obeyed him, he wiped tears from her cheeks. "It's fine, Blue, I always knew this was coming," he told her, words thick and clumsy around his mouth of blood.

Behind them, Glendower woke slowly, moving and shifting more as Gansey's own body slowed.

"No, no it won't! You can't say stuff like that!" Blue yelled at him, dipping her head so her forehead rested against his. Her body shook and trembled with the force of her sobs.

Adam let out a shout of pain, slamming to the cavern floor with an echoing crash. "Adam!" Ronan shouted over his shoulder, his attention focused on the women at hand, but his mind behind him with Adam.

"I'm fine," Adam called back, struggling to his feet and resuming his place at Ronan's side. Noah flickered in and out of existence around the cavern, helping as much as he could with his limited abilities.

"Look at how hard they're fighting. You can't do this to them," Blue whispered, arms tightening as she felt the life leaving him, little by little.

The hand hadn't left her cheek. "Blue," Gansey whispered weakly, pulling her closer.

"Gansey, please, don't."

When he pressed a kiss to her lips, the first and last they would ever share, it wasn't warm and sweet like her friends always told her it would be. It was cold and despairing and maybe a little bitter. Blue clung to that kiss until she felt Gansey's last breath whisper passed his lips.

Pulling away, she could only stare down at the peaceful smile that curved up his mouth. A torrent of sobs spilled from her mouth as she curled around him.

Silence engulfed the cavern with the ceiling open to the sky, only the rustle of cloth and clank of armor filling the vast space. When Blue finally raised her eyes, she found Glendower, magnificent and old as he'd been when he'd been placed in the tomb, looking down at her. Or more so at Gansey, still and cold to her touch, in her arms. In a voice far deeper than she'd ever imagined, he rumbled, "Your requests shall be granted." Then he was gone, and they were left with nothing, but another body and festering wounds that were their hearts.