Even At Your Worst, Let Me Be Your First

Something New

Waiting to leave and get Leone was a nightmare. I couldn't go and get him like we wanted. I had to stay home to get my young, Foolish, sister onto her bus.
Once she left I got my shoes on leaving the house. It felt so wrong to let Leone walk alone. Not to mention without a drink. He used a drink to distract himself from the exercise, He always liked something else for each day, The small habit started before we met. Only for the habit to become something cute to me.
Taking out my phone and placing an online order for a Pińa colada smoothie, without alcohol of course since we were underage, with some boba pearls. This was one of his favorites. He even got me to like coconut with it. Though he always found a way to make things positive even if he knew it wasn't. That was just something everyone loved about him. He was great at cheering others up, Though Charlie does it with everyone, Leone only does it for people he cares about.
Before I walked into the small shop I put a light gray mask on, Hating the idea that someone could be sick and forcing themselves to work or do errands in the small cottage core shop. Not to mention how little most restaurants get cleaned. Walking to the "Pick up" spot. It was a dark wooden table, Past the fake plants and dirty tables. There seemed to only be about twelve people inside the small cafe, But that was still a few too many for my liking. I gave a small tip before getting the drink. Quickly leaving the shop leaving my mask on for a while after.

"Hey, You didn't have to get me a drink again. I know it's already hard enough for you to even go into that place." Leone spoke softly as we left his house. He would always try to stop others from getting him things, Taking it that it was for pity alone.
"Shut up, You know you wanted this today," I smirked. Holding up the cup once he tried to grab it, I laughed, As he reached for the drink, just barely too short. A scrunch showed up on his nose, which seemed to happen when he tried to do something hard or was angry at something.
"Give me the cup!" He huffed as I continued walking. A small smile showed on his face when I lowered the cup more. However, it was foolish of me to believe that as I soon had extra weight on my back. Leone took the cup and wrapped an arm loosely around my neck, "Thanks for the free ride." His breath was cold from the smoothie that he was sipping out of. The walk to my house was full of stupid remarks, and jokes.

As we came up to the tan house Leone shifted, "Your veggies and fruits should be popping up soon right?" I nodded in agreement. "Good, because I miss eating blackberries. They are so good, especially with a little sugar and whipped cream, it's just perfect!" He rambled about the many, many different ways to eat fruits and the ways he loved the most. Though this was something that kept me sticking with him, He loved to ramble about anything, not caring if the other person disapproved, as long as he liked the person he wanted to ramble on for ages.
I stepped into the house, letting Leone jump off my back landing on the gray carpet. He always looked for anything different, Always, It was just always like this, every time something didn't look the same as before he pointed it out, "Alisa stole your bookbag today.." I snapped my head to the small white hanging rack, seeing only a small Blue backpack hanging.
"That... What the hell, she's such a brat." I huffed out, Sliding my shoes onto the shoe holder. Leone let out a soft chuckle, Tapping my shoulder and heading down the hall off to the greenhouse room. The anthophile wanted to see what he had to get for his small flower garden. "The Tulips are going to need more soil, Alisa wanted to go out with you to get it, I'm afraid she loves you more than me." A challenging grin plastering on my face.
He spoke softly, Putting on some gloves, "She does, Plus Someone she loves needs to be able to keep up with her flowers." He took care of the red roses the most, Keeping the small bush at a perfect size for the room. Knowing how to cut the stems to replant in pots and sell to others as a quick cash gig.
"Done?" Leone nodded, taking off the gloves, setting them in a basket dedicated to dirty gloves. "Alright let's go, I feel like I'm gonna die from the humidity in here," My voice became slightly raspy as I headed for the oak door.