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Chapter 15 Part two (NSFW)(Octavio): All Love.

"What the hell?"

"mean, that's what people do when they care about each other. Ya speak from that jitter ya heart does, not what ya...well, dick wants to do. If ya really care, anyway."

"HAHA! So I'll just wait until Y/N loses a limb so I can go hug her and tell her I love her?! HAHA!!"

"NO! That is NOT funny, god. Silva. Didn't laugh. But woah...ya think ya love her??"

"Si."

"Then give her ya heart."

She was right, in every way. She would act like she hates me and all but...

God, I'd be dead without her.

"Thanks, Chica."

I say, as I head back to my hotel room.

I think I know what I want to do.

.

.

.

A bunch of roses, a few peonies, and tulip that reminded me of Y/N were in my hand as I buy...

Well, plants for the first time in my life. Flowers.

"Gracias."

I say to the store clerk as she hands me a nicely wrapped bundle of the flowers I picked out. It was kind of a refreshing experience, that floral shop. I've been to every nook and cranny of this city - I was literally born in a hospital three blocks away, but I've never bothered to enter places like this. No shiny, precious metals, no obnoxious people in huge coats, and most of all, it didn't smell anything like the disgusting stench of... industry.

As I walk out of the store, smelling the flowers, a girl comes squealing and asking for a picture. I had just the mask on, wearing a muscle tank, with shorts. Not really a flattering outfit, but I do it for her anyway. The fans are nice.

I get confronted about six more times as I try to get back to the hotel in peace. Bold kids walking up to me, meek kids taking pictures from afar.

To be honest, I knew I was loved.

But also, nobody really felt like home.

Nobody was comfort.

God, I really like Y/N. Her smile, her eyes, and especially the way her beautiful voice said my name. I finally reach my room. Nightfall was happening, and the sun was almost all the way down the horizon. I skipped dinner. The door clicks open as I walk inside and gently put the flowers in water.

My phone chimes.

"Y/N's at the bar, don't get pissy tho"

It's from Che. I text back.

"Why pissy?"

She's typing.

"She with Cryppy"

Ah, shit.

I run down to the bar. Sure enough, I saw Crypto and Y/N audibly laughing out so loud, I was able to identify them from afar. They were clearly having a great time.

"And so, I looked at the kid, and she just started crying! Like-"

Y/N's voice was excited. Crypto nodded and smiled, making eye contact and really listening carefully.

Sigh.

Y/N was wearing a tacky dress that'd usually be an eyesore, but it complemented her bright energy so much. I wanted to go join them, but there wasn't much I could do. Y/N was having a lot of fun, clearly.