You had been dating Nico di Angelo for two and a half years. You where a daughter of Apollo.
It was summer but You never went home. Instead you stayed with Nico the whole summer.
It was In the afternoon.
Nico had gotten permission to have a picnic. So here you two are.
Near the strawberry fields, done with lunch, laying on your backs, looking at the clouds.
Nico kissed your neck.
Your head snapped towards him but he was already back in his same position of looking at the sky.
Once again he kissed your neck. And the same results. You reached over and kissed his neck, jaw, and the hollow of his throat. He didn't say anything but look at the sky.
Suddenly you where on your back. Nico hovered above you.
He held his weight off though.
He smiled with a little teeth. He leaned down and kissed you gently. "You're so beautiful," he told you sweetly.
This was him. He was sweet and kind but just with you that is. It was just him, just how he was.
You knew he'd go to the moon and back for you. Which only made him more sweet.
