He took a deep breath, it had been over a month – over a month since they had actually spoken and it felt like there was a hole seated deep in his chest. Apollo couldn’t help but feel broken at the thought, the missions since they broke up had been tense, always afraid of stepping on the others toes they avoided each other like the plague - Apollo didn’t come to the cave unless he had to. Sitting on the empty park bench he glanced at all the lights of the carnival, leg bouncing impatiently – where could she be? Did he really delude himself into believing that she was coming? What a fool he was.
Running late Willow began to panic – what if he left? He had done brasher things, leaving now would just be icing on the cake of their relationship. Reaching the park she looks around and finds Apollo on a bench and breathes a sigh of relief, walking up to him she sits down. “Hi.” Glancing at him her heart sank, without the mask she noticed the large bags under his eyes which seemed to be duller than she remembered them being. “So…”
He looked up at her, what could he possibly say? “Hi.” What a great way to start a conversation he scoffed, “Oh, Kaleo is doing well.” Why bring up the dog? Was he really that stupid?
She nods, “I was wondering how he was doing.”
“You should stop by and see him sometime – I think he misses you” No, I miss you.
“Would your dad be okay with that? Rory said that he was pretty angry at the two of us breaking yours and Jay’s hearts.”
Apollo shrugged, trying to come up with a better reason, “Well, you know my dad is never home.” I miss you Willow, I miss you so much. Why is that so hard to say?
“Still” she starts, looking at him she sees he’s holding something back, “I don’t want to step on any toes. Apollo, is something bothering you?”
What? How could she have possibly seen that – “Of course not Willow,” his heart clenches “there is absolutely nothing wrong.” Imissyou. Imissyou. Imissyou.
“Oh, okay.” She looks at him again, “Apollo, I know I’ve asked you this before but, are you mad at me?”
“Mad at you? Why would I be mad at you?”
She looks down, because I’m a monster who ripped your heart out? “There’s something you’re not telling me, and being mad at me is the obvious choice there.”
“Nononononono. Sweet girl – it’s not your fault and I’m not mad at you in the slightest it’s just–” Don’t say it, don’t do it – it has to be the dumbest thing you’ve ever said. Gently reaching up he places his fingers beneath her chin and makes her look at him, “I miss you.” Leaning forward more he kisses her, so passionately that all his emotions are poured into it all of the hurt and love and despair and loneliness that one could ever feel.
Willow’s eyes widen as he kisses her, he still loved her? After all this time and all she put him though he still cares? Kissing back the little voice in the back of her head sighs and whispers I missed you too.
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