Better Left Unsaid

19

"What is love?" Leo thoughtfully said out loud to no one in particular. The other three princes slowly looked over to him with dumbfounded looks.

"What makes you ask that?" Bruno raised a brow in question.

"Heine always acts so strange whenever it comes to the topic of love." Leo looked at his brothers. "He never answers any questions about it. He always leaves or changes the topic like he doesn't know a thing about it."

"Come to think if it, he does act rather strange when it comes to the topic." Bruno looked down at the floor contemplating the thought of Heine's recent actions.

"Love is so strange." Leo thought out loud. "But what even is love in the first place?"

"Well," Licht started. "it's a lot of things. A natural and unexplainable feeling."

"If it's so natural, then is it even strange?"

"Leo, you're scaring me with this sudden burst of intelligence."

"So, you don't know." Leo groaned. "I wish someone knew."

"Try asking someone who's actually in love." Licht sarcastically remarked with an eye roll.

"I did." Leo looked at his younger brother. "I asked Heine and he left without answering. That's why I'm so confused about it."

"Wait, so you figured out Heine's in love?"

"Of course I did, I'm not that stupid!"

"Well, I mean-"

"Shut your-"

"Will you two shut it for a moment!" Bruno yelled. "I'm trying to think!"

A long silence took place then. The two pouting as they sat at opposite ends of the same couch. Leo sending occasional glares at Licht, with small 'hmph's when he looked away.

"Maybe it's none of our business." Kai spoke up, grabbing all of the others' attention. "Maybe he will tell us when he's ready."

"But who knows how long that could take!" Licht whined.

"I have a feeling it will be soon."

"Why do you say that?"

"I'm not entirely sure." Kai gave a light innocent smile. "But I have a hunch." 

"We're never going to find out." Licht muttered.

~

Heine stared up at the seemingly glowing boy beside him. Maybe it was the wine he just had, maybe it wasn't. But that boy was beautiful. Which wasn't entirely new but it's only now that he really could appreciate it. The boy had a princely aesthetic with skin near flawless and hair that could belong to an angel. That doesn't even cover the beauty of his eyes. Heine swore he could see the sea reflecting the moon in them. 

He came to the conclusion that it really wasn't that he was drunk off of the wine. He was drunk off of Victor. One sip really didn't affect him, after all. Not after the months he'd spent with Victor. He sure felt drunk though. 

"What is it?" He heard Victor say but he didn't really process it. He was too engrossed in his thoughts and just Victor in general. "Heine?" Victor tried again with concern slipping into his voice. Heine promptly looked away, realizing how strange his actions must have been. 

"Sorry." He whispered, keeping his eyes on the ground below. It took effort not to look at Victor again. "I was just thinking."

"About what?" Damn his curiosity.