ASTRID opened the door to his apartment, and Wulfric walked in right behind him without a word. He brushed past Astrid without even looking at him. A helpless smile tugged at Astrid's lips before he followed him inside. Wulfric dropped onto the couch, arms crossed, a clear pout on his face. He had been wearing that same expression ever since they left the theater. Even in the car, he hadn't said a single word to Astrid. It was obvious that the kiss scene had really affected him.
Astrid walked over to the couch and sat down next to Wulfric. He knew he needed to soften him up a little. He looped his arm through Wulfric's and rested his head against his shoulder, leaning into him. Wulfric didn't pull away, but his pout was still there.
"Are you still upset about the kiss scene?" he asked softly. "I did tell you about it. I thought it wouldn't surprise you that much."
