AN: Wowie, this chapter is pretty long (for me), but more importantly, it gets pretty heated and dirty, so just a fair warning before you continue on: it's gunna get pretty dirty bruh.

Trina breathed in at length, before letting out a big, happy sigh. She squeezed her pillow, happily cuddling up to it like it was a large, muscular arm. She giggled to herself absentmindedly as she situated herself comfortably into bed. She had gone up to her room after her last visit with Kon—where he had cooked her food for her—and ate her would-be dinner and wrote in her diary. Trina peeked at the fluffy, pink book lying on the bedside table in fond remembrance. It was nice to scribble down happy feelings rather than angry or bored complainy ones as she had the past year since Nick had left Peaceville. She gave her pillow another squeeze, thinking about him blissfully.

"Oh Nick.." She sighed contently, rubbing her face into the plush fabric. Trina squealed a little at the idea of Nick holding and kissing her the way Kon did. Trina melted into her pillow, now very knowledgeable about hungry kisses and being squeezed—it was amazing. If only her true Knight In Shining Armour™ would look at her the way that doofus did, or pull her tight against his chest with his big, strong arms. Trina sighed again, this time unhappily. "Oh Nick.."

She rolled over, crushing her pillow against herself with her arms and legs. He would someday; she'd just have to wait. For now though, she smiled again, she was content with using a teenaged boy's hormones to get the attention she wanted. Trina relaxed her grip a little, smooshing her face into her pillow again. She was thoroughly enjoying all the special attention, and obviously the physical attention, Kon had been giving her as of recent. That being though, it was starting to make her restless when she was away from him, which she definitely wasn't enjoying. She whined a little, squiggling her knees against her pillow; she was starting to want more. On one hand it was so unfair of her body to push her into wanting to take Kon further than kissing secretly in the kitchen, but on the other hand, she was super excited to let more of her physical needs go. Trina smiled greedily into her pillow—she wasn't sure as of yet how far she planned to go with him just yet, but she did know that the rush of dominance and the release of stress got bigger the further she pushed this kissationship, and she definitely liked both of those.

The weeks went by—two, to be exact—and neither Kon nor Trina could manage a day without sneaking away to see one another, giddy for their own reasons. The spot behind the stairs became their safe place to embrace and kiss as erratically as Trina demanded they did that day, even though she would always sink her claws into him before he could waddle her behind the safety of the staircase. It had come to the point where both of them sat in class all day, Kon at Elementary High and Trina at Peaceville CC, daydreaming about the other until they were both under the Riffin house roof and together again. The needs bubbling up in both of them had become so hard to ignore that some days Trina would pull him away from the band twice, sometimes even three times a day, for just a few more minutes wrapped up in one another. And as the days past, Trina became bolder. In one heated set of kisses, she slid the tip of her tongue in between the part of his lips, making him jolt back and crack his head on the wall. They both laughed, with Kon rubbing the back of his head, but Trina was overly excited at how wildly he still reacted when she'd push him just a bit further. It made her insides whir with anticipation and helped her decide on if she wanted to move the relationship further—she did.

On Kon's end, Trina's unforgiving hold on his emotions would send him into a glazed over frenzy even during P.E. He ran, absentmindedly, lap after continuous lap with his head in the clouds, unaware of his body's needs besides the selfish ones. He couldn't say it was doing any wonders on his gut, but he could keep his breath a lot better now, and that's what he wanted anyway. Sometimes he thought, in his twitterpated fantasy ideas for him and Trina, that maybe he should workout for her—tone his arms and try and rid himself of all his excess body fat—but then he would have spouts of daydreaming where he would lie around and do nothing for hours except eat and giggle about her, so he figured it would all be more than useless anyway. And besides, he would admit embarrassingly, his gut kept her from rubbing up against any kind of arousal he'd get when they would kiss and hold each other—which he was very grateful for. He was a little afraid that if Trina ever felt it, she'd go into a rage at how disgusting he was, and he didn't want to upset her. Though, he wasn't sure how long he could keep that hidden from her the more heated their moments together got—it was already more than he could ignore on a daily basis—but he'd cross that bridge when he came to it; he just didn't know exactly how close said bridge was.

The group was all gathered in the TV room again, but this time for a sleepover, or an 'all-nighter', as Corey insisted on calling it, despite the fact they were all definitely not staying up all night. They had a gig in the town over the next day, and they'd need their energy for maximum rockage. And, also, the Kujira twins both knew that Corey and Laney hadn't stayed downstairs with them in the TV room all night on an all-nighter since half a year after they started dating. They would always head up to Corey's room to 'talk', and as of recent, stay up there to sleep. The twins had thought it was a little awkward knowing that their bassist and frontman were definitely not just 'talking' up in Corey's room, but now Kon's brain sparkled with fantasies about doing the same with Trina. He wasn't sure if it was appropriate for him to ask her up to her room, or if she'd even want to, though.

The thought of her made a big smile spread over his face, and he rocked back and forth a little to the tune of the radio. It was only ten o'clock, so everyone would probably be staying up for at least another two hours before either heading to bed or passing out. But until then, Kon and Laney were chilling on the couch together, watching Kin and Corey go head-to-head in eighteen rounds of Curb Wrestler, with the difficulty set to "Why Would You Set the Difficulty This High". Kin and Corey screamed curses at each other, wiggling all over the floor and button smashing as if their lives depended on it, while Laney scrolled through one of her favorite critique blogs on her tablet. Kon was content with hanging with the band like this, but also couldn't help but eye the hallway, hoping to hear or see a glint of his pretty pink princess.

Only a half hour later he heard her stomping down the stairs and scrambled for the mints he kept in his pocket now—they were a mint and fruit flavored, since super minty ones burnt his nose, but they kept him out of trouble for tasting like greasy food either way. Kon popped one into his mouth and shoved the little pack back into his pocket right as Trina turned into the doorway, furious.

"Corey—! Do you even know what time it is!?" She curled her lips up angrily, grabbing one of her flats off of her heel while Corey kept his eyes on the screen. He bent to the side, still clicking buttons, with his tongue out.

"Time for you too.. get a life!?" Corey laughed before yiping when Trina's flat connected with the side of his head. It ricocheted off his head and back into her hand, and she took a moment to smirk before she slipped it back on.

"Shut up, you nerd! It's late!" She scoffed and turned to head back down the hall, but took a moment to inconspicuously look to Kon and smile before leaving. Kon felt bad for Corey, who was rubbing his head and cursing, and he felt really, really bad for not caring as much about Corey's head as he did about making an excuse to leave, but he couldn't help himself. After a few minutes of being unable to hold still out of conflict, Laney turned to him with her brow up.

"Dude, go pee." Kon looked to her questionably before realizing Laney had inadvertently given him a way out. He laughed and got up, running to the hall with his hands between his legs.

"HAHA, yeah, sorry I was daydreamin'—I'll be right back!" Kon managed to offer as he turned the corner. Laney only rolled her eyes at her ridiculous friends before turning back to her tablet.

Kon ran down the hallway, with his arms to his sides now, and towards the stairs anxiously—he knew Trina didn't like to be kept waiting. He turned the corner to the stairs and saw her sitting with her legs tucked to the side, one ankle crossed over the other, texting on her phone. She looked up to him and smiled excitedly, before dropping her lips into an angry pout.

"So finally! What took you?" She got up and gave his chest a jab as he got close enough. Kon laughed nervously, scratching his sideburn.

"Sorry, I was waiting a little—didn't want it to be all suspicious or whatever.." Kon smiled as Trina accepted his excuse mid-sentence and brought him into a kiss. She wiggled a little, and squealed happily when he gave her a tough squeeze.

"I guess I forgive you." She smiled up at him coyly before pulling on his cheek. "You're always looking out for me and stuff~" Kon giggled before pecking her on the forehead.

"A-always." He gave her a dopey smile, more than happy to be with her again. They spent a few moments nuzzling and kissing before Trina pulled away, obviously unhappy. Kon went to ask what was the matter before she piped up in a whine.

"I can't believe you're going to abandon me all weekend!" She pouted, squeezing onto his neck more. Kon raised a brow before smiling again, dropping his shoulders to hold her more sweetly. He pushed his lips against her brow, nuzzling his nose into her hairline in an attempt to be comforting. Trina whimpered miserably, but returned his nuzzles. "You're the worst secret kissationship guy ever.."

"I'm sorry Trina.. It's only 'til Saturday night! It won't be too bad.." Kon murmured as he kissed at her forehead. She only whined again, moving her arms down to the center of his chest.

"Easy for you to say—you don't even like me, you just wanna look at all the dumb girls at your stupid.. lame-o concert!" She huffed, looking up to him indignantly. Kon raised a brow at her again, almost horrified. He pulled her tight to him again, holding the back of her neck as she squinted at him.

"Noo—no I don't Trina! You know I only wanna be with you.. only wanna lookit you.." He hummed, afraid she was really angry with him, kissing her head and the side of her face. Trina smiled, biting her lip happily. To Kon's relief, she quickly bubbled up in high-pitched giggles and threw her arms up and around his neck again.

"Oh Konnikins~!" Trina paused a moment. "You love me, don't you?" She stuck her lips out in a sly smile, rubbing noses with him. Kon felt his face go tomato red and stared down at her fearfully, his brief moment of peace blown all over the hallway in little, bitty pieces.

"U-UH.. LO—I-I don't um—I don't know if uh—" Kon's stuttering was cut off by shrill cackling. Trina kissed him again, happy he was too confused to kiss back.

"Aww, you don't have to tell me, Konnikins~" She pecked him again. "I know." Kon felt like the entire hall was getting hotter, and he worried he might start sweating out of anxiety. Trina distracted him from his bubbling uneasiness with another off-topic comment. "So.. maybe we should do something a little special and whatnot.." Kon looked at her, still reeling from a possible excisional crisis.

"S-special?" He managed to ask. Trina nodded, smiling sweetly.

"Mhm, since you're going away or whatever.." She rubbed her nose under his chin. "Maybe you could like.. come up to my room.. when everyone's asleep?" She gave him a cheeky smile, waiting for his reaction. Kon blinked, mouth parted in shock, unsure if he heard correctly. He started to smile, afraid he might cry. He took a moment to thank the Gods before nodding in response.

"Uh—yeah! Yes, I mean. Heh." Kon smiled down to her, failing despite his best efforts to hide his excitement. Trina smiled, biting her tongue at him.

"Ohh, you like that idea and stuff, huh?" She tugged at his head band, pulling it over his eyebrow. Kon laughed, still flustered, and pushed it back up before holding her again.

"Y-yeah I was.. I was gunna ask but um, I didn't want to impose, yknow?" He played with her curls absentmindedly. Trina giggled again, bouncing a little.

"You're so gentlemanly and whatnot!" She bounced up and gave his cheek a smooch before bounding to the stairs. "Don't keep me waiting too long~" She beamed at him and ran up the stairs. Kon felt his cheeks still tingling from the lingering ecstatic feelings in the room, and as it faded, his head began to spin. He headed back to the TV room with new thrilling propositions clinging to the back of his mind. He retook his seat next to Laney and looked to the clock on the cablebox, begging time to go just a little faster for him tonight.

Kon laid on the couch, now in a black tank top and red pajama bottoms, bouncing his leg in twitchy nervousness as he stared at his brother in the dimly lit TV room. Kin was curled up on the sofa chair, which was big enough for him to call a bed, sniffing and pulling on his blanket as he tried to get to sleep. Kon bit his lip, trying to stay relaxed and wait for Kin to fall asleep. He nervously eyed the clock—12:20. He stifled a whine; hopefully Trina wouldn't be too made at him for taking forever. He worried for a moment that maybe she fell asleep too, and this whole plan was going to be a complete bust.

He had been thinking about it for the past two hours, riding a rollercoaster of excitement and horror. Kon had wondered exactly what she was planning to do that was so "special"—his mind had gone to the extreme immediately and had scared the crap out of himself. He had definitely thought about doing those kinds of naughty things with Trina but he was sure he wasn't prepared, literally or mentally, to be pulled into sex with her just yet. His heart thudded in anticipation that he might actually get to that point with her—they'd been slowly escalating the past weeks and he wasn't sure anymore if there was an end in sight. Maybe he really did need to start working out.

Kon perked up at a quick burst of relaxation that came over him. He turned to his brother, who was curled up in a ball with his blanket, very much asleep. It took everything Kon had to not scream with joy. Quickly, and quietly, he threw himself up from off the couch and pulled on his boots haphazardly. He was going to head through the bathroom and garage, just in case Corey and Laney weren't asleep yet. Kon snuck around the halls, smiling as wide as he could despite his nervousness, checking to make sure no one else was up too. He finally made it to the bathroom and headed out into the garage, making a beeline for the stairs. As he set foot on them however, he felt an overwhelming feeling of dread. He swallowed nervously—he'd never been in Trina's room before, which was scary enough, and she might be really mad at him now. He approached the door and felt as if he was about to enter a dragon's den—which, in all honesty, he kind of was. Kon swallowed a bit of his fear and managed to knock on the door. There was some rustling, and what he thought was cursing, before he heard her from inside.

"Come in~" Her voice was overly sweet. Kon sighed out anxiously—this was like an R-rated romance movie. He slowly grabbed the knob and turned it, pushing the door open just as slowly. He barely caught sight of her before she added "—and leave your shoes at the door." Kon nodded without thinking, and started to slip off his boots before he even took a step inside. He stared wide eyed at the ground in that split second, unsure of what he hardly glimpsed. He looked up again, eyes wide, and saw Trina sitting particularly pretty on her bed, in one of her lingerie nighties—a pearly pink one. Kon dropped his boot on the floor while his mind blanked out for a second. Trina laughed, squirming her shoulders excitedly. "Well, come on. And lock the door." She batted her eyelashes at him. Kon nodded without thinking, tossing his boots next to the garbage can as he stepped inside. He locked the door behind him and headed towards the side of her bed.

"T-Trina—uh, wow, um.." He knew his face was red again, but he couldn't help how good she looked in that nightie with the light so dim. Trina bit her lip, smiling more.

"You like?" She wiggled her shoulders at him again. Kon squeaked and rubbed his hands over each other nervously. He tried to speak, but could only nod erratically in response. Trina laughed and stood up on her knees before shuffling towards him. She wrapped her arms around his chest, looking up to him giddily. "I totally knew you would." She fluttered her eyelashes at him again. Kon managed a smile this time, however wiggly it was. He still couldn't believe Trina Riffin, the most beautiful, well-dressed, sought-after girl in Peaceville, would dress up for him, especially in something so tiny and lacy. He swallowed.

"You look.. so good, heh." Kon places his hands on her hips, still a little apprehensive. Trina bounced a little, moving her hands onto his arms.

"I know." She slid her hands up and down his biceps and shoulders, enjoying the better view of his muscles that his tank top provided. Kon watched her, confused at what her fixation on them was before the idea struck him that she might like his arms—they were pretty muscular, he thought. He smiled and arched his shoulders forward to flex, popping out the muscles on his upper arms and chest. Trina gasped before squealing and looking up at him, placing her hands onto his pecs.

"HEEHEEHEE—Stop that, you're legit the worst ever!" She giggled before locking his neck in a tight hug and pressing their lips together into a kiss. Before he could react, she flung herself backwards onto the bed, pulling him down with her as she went. Out of fear of squishing her, he managed to get his arms out in time to catch himself a little, though the bed still creaked with a thud when he landed above her. Trina continued to try and kiss him, roughing up his hair with her fingers, but Kon was avoiding them in embarrassment—Trina didn't seem to notice or mind he was between her legs. After a few more attempts she whined out unhappily. "Kon—!"

"I'm sorry I just—your PJs—" Kon tried to look down, but his face was immediately drug back up to her's.

"Don't look, just get up here and kiss me." She scratched his sideburn once possessively, and Kon could see the same, glassy-eyed, needy look in her eyes that he'd become so accustomed to. His mouth wibbled into a smile before he brought his knees up onto the bed, scooting in close to her and wrapping his arms around the small of her back in one movement. Trina squeaked happily and hugged his neck again, pulling him into a series of frenzied kisses. In the midst of kissing, the pair pushed back onto the bed more to sprawl out more comfortably. Trina jumped her hips up Kon's thighs and into his lap, inadvertently bumping up against a lump in his pants with a gasp. She pulled back a little, and laid her head back on the bed to stare at him in shock. Kon stared down at her in wide-eyed embarrassment, positive he felt the exact same thing she had. It took Trina a moment to speak, but when she did, she came out yelling.

"W.. what the what was that!?" She could feel her face, all the way up past her nose, burning in awkward distress. Kon shifted a little, his own face hot from the situation.

"It's uh.. that's.. just um.." He could feel himself start to sweat under the pressure. Trina frowned more, showing her teeth.

"What!?" She demanded an answer, much to Kon's dismay. He balanced himself on his elbow, rubbing the back of his head and looking down to the problem area between them.

"It's a… um.. yknow?" He looked at her and bit his lip awkwardly, before looking down in shame again. "A boner." Kon couldn't bear to look at her now, but he could feel her staring at the side of his head very hard. Trina was aghast, staring at him in infuriated shock with her mouth hung open.

"What!—I'm not going to.. to like have sex or whatever with you! You're nuts if you think—!" Kon turned to her in the middle of yelling at him, eyes wide with worry."

"—No, no! I didn't—I didn't think we were going to do that! I mean, I thought about it uh, I mean like if you were going to want to—but I was expecting it or—!" He paused a moment, overcome with embarrassment again. "I only mean like.. I'm only up to do whatever you're up to do Trina. I-I'm not trying to.. to get you to have.. s-sex.. with me, um.." He couldn't help but stutter. Trina frowned, her face still hot.

"Well then like—turn it off, obviously!" She huffed, pointing down to the bulge in his pajama pants angrily. Kon raised an eyebrow at her in confusion.

"Trina I.. I can't just 'turn it off', I've got no control over it at all." He explained to her. Trina frowned more.

"But it's your.. man thing! or whatever, IDK, you should be able to turn it off and junk!" She jabbed him in the chest, insistent.

"I can't—"

"Well that's stupid!" She closed her eyes tight before flopping hard on the bed, arms crossed. Kon couldn't help but smile at how cute her pouting was. He carefully brought his free hand down onto her right hand, holding her fingers lightly.

"Tell me about it. It makes it really hard to get away with thinkin' about you all the time.. especially at school.." He gave her a smile before looking away bashfully. Trina smiled at that, holding onto his fingers now too.

"You get boners and stuff about me at school?" She smiled wider, giggling excitedly. Kon looked back to her, his smile a little wiggly from embarrassment.

"Yeah.. gotta cross my legs and stuff, heh." Trina giggled louder at that, squirming her legs underneath him. She bit her tongue at him again before leaning up to kiss him. He met her halfway and followed her kisses back down onto the bed. She bumped his head away from her's a moment with a smile, and batted her lashes at him.

"Mmm.. you know we're not gunna like, do that and whatnot?" Trina squeezed his fingers, wiggling in anticipation. Kon smiled, happy she wanted to go back to kissing as badly as he did. He nodded.

"Yeah, I promise I'm only gunna do what you wanna do." He nuzzled her down against the covers, forehead to forehead. Trina squealed quietly before wrapping her legs around his hips and pulling him down flush against her.

"HEEHEE—Nnn.. then I guess that's okay. I'll be super, ulta nonforgiving if you try to do somejunk though.." She kissed him happily again. Kon smiled into it, laughing.

"I won't, I super promise." He pecked her before laughing again. That was enough for Trina, and she threw herself back into the hungry kisses that had been so-rudely interrupted. Kon lolled his head a little, taken by the feeling of it all before diving back into it as well.

They both entwined together, though Kon was trying his best to keep his pelvis off of her. Trina on the other hand, was experimenting with how comfortable she was with the previously irritating arousal between Kon's legs. Each time she would attempt to bump against it again though, Kon would pull up, or to the side, in an attempt to be courteous. She gasped in irritation before gripping onto his sides with her legs and heaving herself up against it, making him gasp in response.

"Trina—" He tried, breathless.

"Shh—shut up, shut up." She pulled him down onto her, rolling her hips against him and grinding up on his groin. Kon moaned against his will, making her shiver with interest. She hadn't even heard him make noise like that before. Trina wrapped her arms around his neck and gripping at his hair as she kissed and ground on him. She gasped when she rolled against his hard-on and felt a spike of physical pleasure she was unaccustomed to. She tried again and ground on the same spot, making herself moan alongside him. Kon shuddered at that and whined for her to stop, but she refused. The more she continued, the more physical Kon got with her. He gripped the back of her neck and kissed her roughly, trying desperately to ignore that only three measly pieces of fabric kept him and Trina apart. Trina seemed to enjoy the more aggressive behavior and she pulled his face to her neck, granting him freedom to roam there. Kon could barely think as he kissed and drug his mouth up and down her bare neck and shoulders, relying instead on his instincts this time. Trina would call out every so often, holding his head to her and encouraging him to continue.

It was once she called his name that Kon lost himself completely to her. He kissed her hungrily and ground himself down onto her, making her moan out into his mouth. He wrapped his arms all the way around her waist and up her back, and she around his, and they moved together, kissing and breaking apart to place kisses elsewhere before returning to each other's mouths. Kon continuously pulled the straps of her nightie back up when he turned his attention back to her neck, reluctant to see more of her than she openly allowed him to. Trina was too consumed in her own selfish needs to notice, whining for him to continue kissing her. After a few minutes of particularly pointed grinding, Kon pulled away and attempted to get up onto his elbows. Trina cried out in protest, but he only bumped his forehead down to hers and have her a light, breathless kiss.

"I can't keep goin', I feel like I'm gunna explode." He laughed while he tried to catch his breath, before rolling over and off of her. Trina stared at him as he laid beside her while she caught her breath as well, before rolling onto her side and curling up against him. She tried to complain, but couldn't muster up the energy to be force him to do anything. Kon only laughed and held her again, letting her rest on his shoulder. "You're crazy, yknow?" He pecked her head. Trina made an unhappy noise in response, but only cuddled up to his chest more. They laid together, both in a daze, while they finished getting their breath back and absorbing how wild the night had gotten. After a couple of minutes, Trina was propped up on him, yammering away about nothing in particular, and Kon still lay on his back, contently listening to her go on about this and that. She stopped after a while and leaned back to look at his crotch. She turned back to him with a cheeky smile.

"You're still hard?" Trina's smile widened and she knocked her head to one side. Kon blinked at her before laughing.

"Yeah, that's not goin away." He chuckled, closing his eyes. Trina's expression dropped and she snuggled down lower on his chest.

"They never go away?" She seemed horrified. Kon looked to her a moment, then laughed, harder this time.

"No, no. I mean this one, particularly. Sometimes it uh, gets so hard it won't go away until I do.. stuff, y'see." He smiled, pushing her hair back. Trina smiled again, flirtatiously this time. She laid down again, pushing herself up into his neck, and Kon happily held her there.

"Are you gunna like.. do 'stuff' after you go downstairs?" She wiggled in his arms. Kon smiled shamefully.

"Probably." He rested his head on her's. Trina let out a high-pitched squeal and kicked her legs.

"You're grossnasty!" She giggled, pulling on his tank top.

"What? No I'm not—it's your fault anyways." He chuckled and gave her a squeeze. She gasped, faux insulted.

"Don't blame me for your grossnastytude." She purred, rubbing against his jaw. "I didn't do anything." Kon smiled, watching her rub up against him. He sighed though his nose blissfully before snuggling her back.

"Yeah.. You're just.. super-hot is all." He looked down at her fondly and she squealed again, pulling herself up and onto him and cuddling up on his chest happily. Kon smiled again and rubbed her back, more than happy to be an extra-large pillow for her. They laid there for another ten minutes, until Kon's eyes started to struggle to stay open. He sat up, cradling a half awake Trina in one of his arms. She whined at him to not get up but he shook his head, though still smiling lazily. "I can't fall asleep in your bed, baby." He used the nickname with caution—luckily, she was too tired to put up a fuss about anything besides being moved. Kon stood up, still cradling her, and lifted the covers back with his opposite arm. He laid her down gently and pulled the covers over her. She cuddled up happily with one of her pillows and looked up to him with tired, shiny eyes. Kon couldn't help but get butterflies. He leaned down and kissed her temple, pulling the she sheets a little higher on her. "Night." He smiled again.

"Mmm.. night." Trina kicked out one of her legs blissfully before curling back up into a ball. Kon chuckled and gave her another kiss, this time on the lips, before clicking off the lamp on her nightstand and carefully heading to the door to get his boots.

Kon whistled, happily loading up the Grojvan with all the gear the band would need today. It was still pretty early, and the air was nice and cool—perfect for loading tons of stuff into a van. The 'Grojvan' was their would-be tour bus, at least, until they could afford a really nice one. It was basically a black Scooby Doo-style van with the Grojband logo decaled on one side, and 'Grojband' on the other, and its typical driver was Kon. The drummer in question pushed an amplifier into the back of the van, when he heard the door behind him. He turned, expecting to see one of his band mates, but instead was greeted by a flash of pink and a kiss.

"Trina—"

"I just wanted to see you a sec!" She bounced happily in front of him before hugging him and looking up at him with big, sad eyes. "Are you gunna miss me?" Kon's lips wibbled into a smiled, unable to resist.

"Of course." He gave her a strong hug back. Trina bounced again, happy with his answer. She swiped his phone out of his pocket and started messing with it. After a bit of scrolling and tapping, she turned it back to him to show him she had put her number into his phone.

"Then you better text me and junk!" She smiled and kissed him again. Kon took his phone and kissed her back, more worried than she seemed to be that someone might see them.

"Okay—I promise I will." He gave her a big smile.

"Like yay and stuff~! TTYL~" She smooched him again before running back to her room, a trail of giggles following her as she went. Kon watched her go and shook his head, still smiling. He pocketed his phone and went back to loading gear into the back of the van contently.

AN: YA SEE I told ya. Hope ya'll enjoyed the lengthier, naughtier chapter—and reviews are greatly appreciated! ;0; Tune in next time for more Kontrina nastiness.