The door fly’s open as Noah frantically gets his shirt back on. Niko pulls the shirt back off of him and jumps onto Noah, pushing him into the bed.
“Shhh, you’ll ruin the moment,” Niko snorts while Noah lifts her chin up to meet her gaze and wipes the tear marks off her face.
“Please,” Noah pleaded, “tell me.”
“Tomorrow,” Niko mumbled, “I’m sorry for arguing with you.”
Noah kisses her and sighs.
“It’s alright,” he kisses her again, “I really want an us KoKo we just have to try.”
Niko sat up with a smile plastered on her face and nodded eagerly. The door swings open while Niko mumbles something about privacy and strawberries. Noah craned his neck towards the doorway with Storm standing there with a smile on her face.
Author Notes: Sorry I'm late loves!