Leo's P.O.V.

I'm still a little unsure of getting in a car, so on my way to Nico's house, I walked.

I wore a white/blue sweater on top of a red tee, and blue jeans. My hair was messy, but I still brushed it a little bit; hey, I tried!

It's sunny outside, with a warm wind, but I kept my jacket on; I enjoy feeling the heat, over being cool. Nico doesn't like the heat, he tries to stay cold, even if he gets sick sometimes. We're such opposites, but still the same. Before we got attached I couldn't see myself with such a person, but as I got to know him more...I realized my growing love would be inevitable. I love him so-

Just stop thinking, Valdez.

I finally reached Nico's house. I tried to smile, hide my thoughts, but I failed. I sighed, sniffing as much air as I could without hurting my nostrils.

I knocked on Nico's door, hoping I didn't look sleep-deprived (I know I'm pushing my luck).

Once he opened, I was dumbstruck. His hair was nicely brushed, and he wore a slight loving smile that would only be noticeable if you were looking for it. And I was. He wore black skinny jeans, and a black tee, even though that'd just attract more heat. He looked refreshed, beautiful, in his own simple way.

But what shocked me the most, was his hands. They beheld beautiful, lush roses, red, my favorite color. Beautiful, lively, red roses. He smiled wider when he saw me staring, a lop-sided smile close to his smirk. He moved into hug me shortly, and when he released the roses were shoved into my chest.

"For you." he says calmly and in a smooth voice. I was completely and utterly baffled.

I smiled widely and hugged him myself, making sure it lasted longer than the one he'd given.

"Thanks, Prince." I say, laughing internally at what I'd called him.

He pushed me away, and scolded me for calling him that, which only made me smile wider and laugh a little more noticeably. But he couldn't stay mad at me long.

His smile washed away again, leaving a confused look behind.

"Why did you need to see me? It sounded urgent." he exclaims.

I stop laughing, and look at his perfection. Can I do this? I have to do this. But, oh, Nico... I look at the wood underneath me.

"Let's go for a walk." You can stall forever, Leo. It's just going to hurt more.

He furrowed his eyebrows and stepped forward, wanting to place his hands on my cheeks buy I resisted. He stepped back, "You know you can tell me...right? I-Is it something I did? Stop looking down and talk to me!"

I felt like crying, melting in his arms. I closed my eyes, my head still hanging, and I folded my arm, my other arm dangling and carrying the flowers. This is all my fault. I think.

I sniff the hot air, and Nico moves in again. I don't resist him, I let him hug me, and kiss my cheek. "Hey, it's okay. L-let's go for a walk, come on."

He moved his arm down to my hand and laced the two together. I wiped my red nose with my shoulder and we started walking.

I'm sorry I love you so much, Nico.