Hector returned the shy smile, holding her hands gently. His heart seemed to increase its beat by a million percent as he dared whisper “Every time i hold your hands, my heart seems to skip a beat. Whenever I see you I get butterflies. You’re really pretty Persepolis.” He hid his face, letting his gaze hit the floor, unable to hold hers.
Luna asked softly, “You have any family out here?” She wanted to keep their conversation alive, in an attempt to better relate to him. She eyed him with interest as she awaited his answer, yet her gaze was easy in case he didnt want to share that information with her yet, or at all.
Xylo smiled in content, gently placing a hand under her chin, tilting her face upward so she could see him. With a loving whisper, he proclaimed “I love you so much. And your blush is beautiful, I enjoy every second of it.”
Persepolis blushed, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze after he spoke. After a short pause she whispered, "My heart does the same when I hold your hands, and when I see you the butterflies in my stomach also take flight." When he told her that she was really pretty, she very gently pulled him to her. When he hid his face, she reached out and softly directed his head at her. He could look at her if he wanted to, but she didn't force him. She spoke softly, a note of admiration in her voice, "I've never been told that before. And it means a lot to me to hear it from you. You're so wonderful in so many ways. And you're very handsome, yourself." She paused, giving him the time to speak if he wanted to.
Luna winced a little when his face got cold. His story was similar to hers. With a quiet voice, one loaded with pain, Luna explained “My parents orphaned me. Ive never known family.” She looked over to him, hopeful they could find comfort in one another after their rough pasts.
Hector didnt answer. He simply blushed slightly, before taking her face gently and kissing her. Once he pulled away, he whispered in awe, “You’re so beautiful and nice and...perfect.” Those last words settled in as they stared at each other in the solace of the camp, holding each others’ gaze softly. The world seemed to have slowed, forzen still by the moment they shared.
Luna nodded, before responding in return, sincerely, “Im awfully sorry about your parents too.” She felt like hugging him, to comfort one another, but she didnt have the confidence inside her to do so.
