Connor's eyes widen a bit, seeming surprised that I listen to this.

"But I don't share the same beliefs as the artist, I just enjoy his voice," I reassure.

Connor smiles, "Oh, I see. That makes sense."

...

"You must remember this,"

Connor grabs my hand, slowly lifting it up.

"A kiss is still a kiss,"

"A sigh is just a sigh.."

I watch my hand rise as he keeps it up, pulling me closer to him.

"The fundamental things apply,"

"As time goes by.."

...

Before I even realize it, I'm dancing with Connor in the living room.

"And when two lovers woo,"

"They still say 'I love you',"

"On that you can rely,"

...

He spins me around a few times, pulling me closer and closer each time we separate.

"No matter what the future brings,"

"As time goes by.."

...

Connor pulls me into a hug, but still keeping the pace of his perfect slow-dancing.

"(y/n), I really want to apologize for showing you my.."

I let out a soft chuckle, "I'm over it, don't worry."

He slightly lets me out of the hug, but is still holding onto me.

"I've been so reckless lately. I want to apologize for that as well."

He sounds so upset.

He sounds so genuine.

Not saying I don't doubt he's sorry for what he's done, but..

"Please Connor," I say. "I assure you it's alright, I promise."

The song somehow makes this all the more upsetting.

Connor continues, "I also want to apologize for-"

I cut him off, "Connor, please, trust me."

Connor ignores me, "I just shouldn't have left you alone at the arts and crafts store, (y/n). I should've stayed with you.. I allowed you to be in that situation.. I.. I'm.."

Connor..

Don't blame yourself.. please.

"It wasn't your fault, Connor," I say. "I deserved it, after all."

I give him a slight painful smile, trying to convince him that I'm right.

.. Please, believe me.

...

Connor stops slow-dancing.

My smile falls to just simply an open mouth as Connor's LED flickers from blue to red.

"It.. it wasn't, (y/n).. Please, believe me.." He whimpers.

I can do nothing but stare at him as I watch his brown, mechanical eyes begin to water.

"Connor.." I say.

The tone of my voice sounds like the definition of despair. I suddenly feel a lump in my throat as Connor continues to belittle and blame himself in his mind. It's like I can feel it.

"(y/n)," Connor says, visibly having a lump in his throat as well. "What ever made you come to that conclusion?"

How..

Did I..

Come to that conclusion..?

"I," I try to keep myself from tearing up. "I don't know.."

Connor lets go of my hand, using it to slightly lift my chin up.

"Because you didn't deserve it." He says.

No..

...

I feel a tear roll down my cheek as Connor softly wipes it away with the back of his hand.

"Then.." I whimper. "Don't fucking blame yourself either.."

I see Connor's tears finally fall as they roll down his cheeks. I let go of his hand and wipe one cheek with my thumb.

...

"Still the same old story,"

"Of fight for love and glory,"

"A case of do or die.."

...

I feel my eyes fall heavy as Connor inches his face closer to me.

...

"The world will always welcome lovers,"

...

Connor, slowly but quickly, leans in closer and closer, clearly aiming for my lips.

As his eyes begin to close, so do mine.

...

"As time.."

"Goes by.."

...

Feeling so calm, I nearly don't notice that Connor and I are already sharing a kiss.