Third person

Leo couldn't help but think about Blake. The flame boy was burned into his mind. Valentine's night also never left his head, which was a bad thing while he was at home.

Leo's parents could read his mind at any time while he was there. If they heard those thoughts they would separate them quicker than Leo could stop them. How would they stop them anyway? It would be two teenagers against two very protective vampires.

Leo shook his head to get the thoughts out but it was like they had claws and had dug them into his brain. There was no getting rid of those thoughts. They weren't really thoughts either. They were more like memories that Leo liked to think about.

Blake liked to think about that night too. Lucky for him that his parents couldn't read minds. He could think about that whenever he wanted.

The flame boy liked to think about that night when he missed Leo. They felt so close that night and it was very special. It was the deepest level of connection they had ever shared. Neither of them would ever forget that night.

Leo sat in his room and read a book to distract himself from his memories of his partner. Unfortunately it wasn't working too well. Every time he finished a page he wanted to stop and think about Blake. Of course he didn't let himself.

The vampire was determined to keep their relationship safe. He wouldn't be able to function without Blake. Leo needed him to keep him going. His partner was his biggest form of motivation and the only one he ever needed.

The vampire left his room to get some food, finally being hungry after several days of not eating. He didn't necessarily have to eat everyday, but he should eat every few days at least. The only real reason he didn't eat is because he forgot.

Leo went back upstairs and drank the red from a few strawberries. He didn't need to eat a lot, so a few bright red strawberries was enough to satisfy him. Once he finished them he felt tired but continued to read his book. He eventually fell asleep while reading, his dreams being filled with memories of that Valentine's night.

As Gumball passed by his son's room he could hear the dream taking place. Normally Leo would be able to tell when his mind was being invaded, but since he was asleep his guard was lowered. He had no idea that his parents would be able to hear his dreams.

Gumball took a few moments to contemplate the situation. He hoped that it was just his son having a naughty dream, but to him it seemed too thought out. It was very realistic and just didn't seem like Leo could make it up.

Now Gumball had a difficult decision to make. He wanted his son to be happy, of course, but he had created the revision. Now that he believed it was broken they had a major problem.