Lando and you have been friends for 3 years. He asked you this morning if you wanted to go for a little walk and you agreed.

And now you're sitting in the grass together. Birds are chirping, bees are flying from flower to flower and butterflies are floating in the air.

"Kinda mad how they just...exist." He murmurs. You turn your head to him.

"Butterflies?" You ask. "Yeah." He says nodding while watching as one hovered just inches over you.

"They start off completely different...Like, ugly little worms and then-" You interrupt him. "Caterpillars."

"Same thing," He says, rolling his eyes with a smirk. "And then one day..they just change. They turn into something else, something...better.."

You turn your head away and look up to the Butterfly. A silence appears.

"You know..I'll always catch butterflies when I was a kid.." You say, breaking the silence. Lando turned his head towards you and raised an eyebrow.

"I'd chase them through the garden, try to catch them in my hands. But every time I did, I felt bad." He tilted his head and looks at you curiously.

"Why?" He asks. You sigh. "Because they are meant to be free...they aren't meant to be caught." Lando is quiet for a moment.

"Maybe they didn't mind.." He say and look at you. You turn your head to face him. "Maybe...they like being noticed." He continues and a small smile appears on his Lips. You turn your head away but can't hide a little smile.

"Not everyone likes to be noticed." You answer him. Lando smiles and watches as another butterfly flies over you.

"You are like a butterfly..." He says softly. Your heart skipped and you turn your head to him. "I mean...you don't even realize it, but you're different now...Happier, Free..." His voice was softer now.

"Like...you finally know where you're supposed to be...where you belong."

Your heart did that stupid little flip. The one it always did when he looks at you. The butterflies in your stomach stirred, blending with the one they are flying around you.