(Herc's POV)

After about a month of school, things were going very smoothly with the new squad. I've grown super close with Jared, since we have drifted apart from being close freshman year. I trust him with everything, and today more than ever. Today I had finally mustered up the courage to ask the cute Frenchman out, and Jared would hopefully keep the rest of our group away. Hopefully, you can never be sure with that little man.

I was taking Laf out to the first place we met as fifth graders, the park in Manhattan with huge trees and beautiful flowers. We visit it to mess around at the park, but today we were going on a moonlit walk and then having a picnic in a gazebo. I told Laf that tonight was going to be different than our usual hangouts, so he seemed kind of panicked and ran to his car. That was kind of weird, why would he panic? I gave Jefferson a call, he usually goes to his cousin's house if he leaves, and he told me that Laf fine and getting ready.

After putting on my suit jacket, I picked up a bouquet of assorted purple flowers, and pulled up on Jefferson's apartment building. As I parked I texted Laf and he walked out of the building into the passenger seat.

"Hello my dearest Herc!" he said as I pulled out of the parking lot. I blushed at the name, but also at how he looked. His suit fit him perfectly, and he was wearing a purple corsage. He had a bit of makeup on, some nice highlight and contour, and his fluffy, thick hair was pulled into a delicate ponytail.

"Hey Laf! You look... absolutely gorgeous!"

"Aw, thanks," he replied with a blush, then grabbed my hand as we drove to the park.

We drove in a pleasant silence, then walked on the path and talked about life and other stuff. Finally, we arrived at the gazebo where the picnic was set up, thank god Jared had cooperated.

"So, Laf, there's something I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

Well dude, we've been best friends for a really long time now, and there's something I need you to know. Remember that time we went surfing and I almost drowned, but then you performed CPR?"

"Uhuh."

"Well, no homo, but that was the day I sorta fell in love with you. Looking into your eyes made me realize, and your lips touching mine changed my life."

"Really?"

"Yes, but I mean if you don't feel the same, or only think of as a bro I comple-"

"No, Herc, stop. I feel the exact same way towards you, I've just been so scared. You are my night and day, and I don't know what I would do without you."

I am overwhelmed by joy and passion by his saying yes that I grab his cheeks from across the table and pull him into a kiss unlike any other. His lips and mine fit together perfectly, like they were supposed to be smashed against each other. His taste like sweet cherry and are softer than flower petals.

We spent the rest of the night talking to each other about times we've totally fallen for each other and stay up the rest of the night snuggling, kissing, and watching movies. Couldn't have been more perfect in my book.