He had imagined kissing a lot and what it would possibly be like, but it was different each time, yet still familiar. Instead of being lost in the overwhelming idea that anyone would want to kiss him, this time he's more aware of what's happening. There are details that he can focus on this time, like the feeling of her stray hairs against his face. And there's the warmth between them.

It wasn't something he pictured for himself at all.

But the thoughts are wiped away when it happens, and the nervousness melts away. It's nice, and it's something that he could see himself getting used to.

"... That was a very quick fix on your behalf." He says with half-lidded eyes, still half-buried in snow. "I shall never doubt you! I feel renewed."