"i said, "well, prove it. Turn all these lightbulbs into stars."

Octavian hated people. Especially Greeks. So what does he do when one measly, one annoying and..stupid Greek captures his heart?

He's never felt this way before. He's never had anyone so beautifully annoying and perfect infront of him before.

It made him question what beauty was.

..but he was so awkward, so painfully, PAINFULLY, awkward. Only around you, though.

"...they..brought out your eyes."

He said as he held out a bouquet of flowers, okay, so it was just.. purely coincidence. Sure, they were your favorite, sure, they were trimmed and cut to perfection.. and maybe he made sure to wrap them with the utmost care and attention.

But, that wasn't anything.

He looked down, picking at the carefully wrapped flowers and away from you.

"..uhm- I just... Y'know.."

Gods, where was he even going with this?? Just spit it out you dork!.. ask them to the dance, just do it.