We were walking to the lake were Connor said there was a lake, I was still blushing from earlier and well I was happy to know that it was him by my side at the moment. I felt calm as we walked around the city. But I felt like eyes were on me, and there were, they were all men’s I had my hood down and the men would make cat calls and whistle as we walked to the location of the lake. Suddenly I felt an arm wrap around my waist and I looked at the arm and saw it was Connors, a faint but somewhat noticeable blush made its way to my cheeks, I guessed Connor must have noticed because he gave out a light chuckle. I was at least glad that the cat calls stopped they had gotten pretty annoying. After another 10 minutes Connor and I have reached the lake and we sat down, I was a cloudy yet slightly warm day, but I was nice we looked out onto the water and we talked about random topics that came to mind, “so is Ari your real name?” “ no it’s actually very strange, it’s Trishka” I said feeling a bit scared because I thought he would judge me, “I like that your original name better than Ari, do you want to know my actual name?” “Wait?! Connor isn’t your real name, well I’ve been fooled, tell me” “it’s actually ratonhake:ton” “Ratonhake:ton I like it” I said we smiled at each other like fools and we started laughing, not even 2 seconds later it started to rain heavily, Connor grabbed my hand and started running towards a tree and we stayed under it…until we heard thunder and that’s when we decided to , we leave. We ran back to Leonardo’s shop and opened the door quickly. Once inside we caught our breath and seen that everyone was gone, we looked around and still no sign of them, I saw a paper on Leonardo’s table and I went to read it
‘Trishka and Connor we went to go visit la volpe, you two will have to watch the shop until we come back from our visit take care and make sure that you two don’t do anything you’re not supposed to until then take care’
Sincerely,
Leonardo da Vinci
Even though I trusted his words he really knows how to mess with my head because the last part made me blush, Connor looked at me and gave me a questioning look. I handed him the paper and walked away awkwardly, once I heard him choke on his saliva I knew he had read it, I heard him set the paper back on the table and walked next to me. I looked at the ceiling and I barely noticed the fact that the ceiling had now been fixed. We deiced to start up a fire to warm ourselves and after it was done Connor and I sat near it to warm ourselves. After a while I laid down on the floor since the warmth of the flames made me tired and comfortable, I tried to stay awake but the comforting warmth overtook me. Once I woke up I realized that Connor had put my head on his lap to act as a pillow of sort, I looked up at him, he was staring into the flames, deep in thought and he hadn’t even realized that I had woken up so the first thing I did was give him an experimental poke on the nose, causing him to look at me after I did it and chuckle, even though I had just rested I was still tired and I guess Connor must have noticed because he told me to rest if I wanted, I gladly excepted his offer and rested my head on his lap to act as a pillow again. I closed my eyes and rested again and as I did I felt something on my cheek that made me blush and cause my eyes to quickly open. Connor had kissed my cheek…I had looked at him and he looked at me eyes wide as well, he probably thought I was asleep already, “Trishka I am so sorry I understand if you hate me right now but I have liked you since I have first met you…and if you do like me then…please say something” he said tears filling his eyes as I remained silent. I wanted to tell him something but my body wouldn’t move I tried to say something but nothing would come out, instead I grabbed his face and kissed him on the lips. He blushed and then smiled, he hugged me and said a soft ‘I love you’ I smiled still not being able to say anything from shock. For the remainder of the time we sat there by the fire until the other come back from visiting la volpe.
