Josiah froze, his hands out a this sides, unknowing where to go. He couldn't deny how much he liked Atlas' actions, but they surprised him too much to think that at the time. Just as Atlas was about to pull away, he grabbed his wrist. For a second, he just stared silently. His cheeks pinkened, but he couldn't stop himself from wanting what he wanted. He whispered, unable to speak any louder. "Please kiss me..."