Nico stood shyly in front of Will, holding his textbook.

Will was out in the hallway, in a white suit and holding flowers. "My love, will you be my Valentine today?"

Nico was blushing (adorable, in Will's opinion) and swaying back and forth. He nodded, his blush spreading across his cute little nose, "I'd love to, mi amor."

Will handed Nico the flowers, which Nico smelled immediately. They were a beautiful array of blues and oranges. Then, Will leaned in and kissed Will's lips softly, a short kiss to seal the deal.

"You're beautiful today," Will whispered when he pulled away from the kiss.

Nico couldn't handle the flattery, smiling and gently pushing Will's shoulder, "You're too much, baby."

"It's true," Will winked, "You're the finest man I've ever seen."