I looked around a bit worried about what I was about to do. I've noticed that he's been read the books of old, the legends and the myths. Achilles and his gold, Hercules and his gifts, Spiderman's control, and Batman with his fists. Clearly he isn't up on that list. I walked over to him.
Mac looked up at me closing the book of myths that he was reading and smiled at me. "Where do you wanna go?"
"How much do you want to risk, Mac?" I asked him running my hand through his dark blonde hair. "I'm not looking for somebody with some superhuman gifts." I sat down beside him, my hand slipping into his. "Some superhero," I looked into his eyes. "some fairy tale bliss." I eyed his lips. "Just someone I can turn to." I slowly leaned in, he followed my lead. I stopped an inch away from his lips. "Somebody I can kiss, I want something just like this."
Our lips connected as his hand moved from mine, and settled on my leg.
Mac slowly pulled away from my lips with a smile on his face. "I love you, (Y/N)"