If I had known the way to get Nico to smile was to blow him, I would have done so by now. When I go home and crawl into bed, it’s that smile I think of as I fall asleep. Not the heady smell of him, or the way his skin felt in my mouth, or the soft sounds he made. I wonder if it will be easier to earn those smiles now, and can’t wait for tomorrow so I can start finding out.
