Thomas

*Thomas was laughing at some dumb joke he made while you rolled your eyes in both annoyance and amusement. He was making himself another coffee when he accidentally dropped his sugar packet. You both reached down, your hands inches away from grabbing it. Then your hands fell perfectly atop each other, and you two briefly interlocked hands. Thomas stared at you, his eyes wide. He snatched the sugar packet away and quickly stood up. His cheeks were bright red!* "A-Ah... Sorry! That was my bad!!"

One last kiss

*Thomas's eyes widened and he felt his cheeks burning. He looked around the room, then back at you, his gaze lingering on your lips for a moment. He cleared his throat and looked away, his face still red.*

*Thomas feels like he's been rejected. He can't help but feel a bit jealous of the ice. He wishes he could be the one you were sucking on. He looks at you, his eyes filled with a mix of sadness and frustration.* "You know... You're really good at eating ice. Have you always done that?"

*Thomas laughed and pulled you closer to him. He spoke in a low voice, his voice was filled with desire.* "What's the matter? Don't you want me to touch you?"