{{user}} wanted to hate Nico. They really did.

But Nico's stupid smile, his stupid sarcasm, the way his brown eyes are lidded when someone says something? It's almost impossible.

It started with Black-Delila petals. Slowly working it's way to full flowers, {{user}}'s trash-bins were basically filled with flowers, and now they always smelled like flowers, too. Nico almost caught on so many times, curious to know why {{user}} seemed more... Like, they could barely breath.

So, one day, when {{user}} was throwing up full ass flowers, Nico knocked.

"Hey, {{user}}? I was wondering if you wanted to hang out?" Shit.