"I like you."

He grinned, broadly. It had only taken almost an entire year to get her to finally, at long last, admit just that. He had plied her; he had encouraged her; he had begged her. And now, he had her.

Today was the most perfect day.

Ever.

He was about to pull her in for another kiss, about to tell her that of course she liked him. That he'd been attempting to tell her that for months when she absolutely blew him away.

"So do you want to be my boyfriend?"

His eyes widened followed by his brows drawing tight.

"Ath? Did you...you just...I...but I'm the one whose supposed to be, and you're, and but," his brow crinkled more, "why would, I ju-yes," he nodded quite rapidly before he started to chuckle. "Yes. Yes. Haha, Athena, you're bloody nuts! Ya know that?"

And then he was capturing her lips and putting actions to those words, his tongue sliding along her own as his hand worked to get under shirt, his fingers dragging lightly over silky soft skin.