Sophie lead Keefe to Calla's tree, and they sat down together, watching the sky turn darker.

"So, mind explaining why bring us here?" Keefe asked as he picked a blossom from the grass.

"I wanted to get away from the party of course." Sophie laughed, and gosh, she laughed like an angel.

Keefe really wanted to blurt out that he liked her, or maybe even loved her, but he felt that it was still too sudden now.

Yet he had been waiting for five whole years. If that wasn't long enough, Keefe just might wait for a century.

He took a deep breath, glancing back to see Ro following them.

"Should I do it now?" He mouthed to Ro.

Ro's eyes lit up as she nodded her head vigorously, then puckering up her lips. Keefe threw a stone at her for that.

Keefe took another deep breath, facing Sophie, who was busy picking the blossoms that dropped.

"Um, there might be something I want to tell you," Sophie interrupted as he started opening his mouth to speak.

"Yep- okay. What?" Keefe stumbled on his words, and he could hear Ro smack her forehead.

"Well, I think that I have feelings for someone, and I need your help to judge it." Sophie said.

Keefe sucked in a breath, hope for everything he thought of moments before shattering right as she said that.

"Okay, how can I help?" He asked, hoping that Sophie wouldn't be able to pick up the hurt in his voice.

"I'm going to think of him, and you are going to have to close your eyes and feel my heart emotions or whatever you call that." Sophie explained.

"Do I actually need to close my eyes-"

"Just close it, this is embarrassing enough," Sophie pleaded.

"Okay okay." Keefe held Sophie's hands, letting their fingers intertwine with each other.

He looked at her as she gave him the look that said 'close them' and so he closed his eyes hesitantly.

Sophie's emotions were skyrocketing, and Keefe felt a pang of hurt from himself. This was the most torturing thing ever.

Then he felt something touch his lips.

His eyes shot open as he saw Sophie Foster, kissing him.

He had no idea what to feel. Happy? Relieved? Ecstatic?

But before his mind could sort out any of those, his heart took control.

Cradling her face in his free hand, he kissed her back.

And as she enchanced him, he knew those feelings for her was mutual.

They broke the kiss, and Sophie looked at him with the most gentle looks.

"Does that mean-"

"Mean that I love you? If you didn't know, your Great Foster Oblivion was the most torturing thing ever for years now. But do you?"

His voice was small at the end, as if speaking too loud would blow out the spark that lit inside of him.

"Need me to prove it further?" Sophie asked, pointing to his hand still clutched with hers.

Keefe had to let everything sort out first. Okay, so what just happened.

His longest crush ever, just kissed him.

And she liked him back.

"Can we?" He asked, the glint in his eyes hoping for a 'yes'.

Sophie didn't need to be asked further as she leaned in, and her lips met his yet another time.

Ro, standing at the back of the tree, tried her best not to squeal and throw confetti around the tree, screaming, "Sokeefe is canon people!"

Keefe couldn't care less about the excited muffled squeals coming from Ro, but he knew that this was the best party he ever attended ever.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.