A date or a calendar

Nico bangs the door shut the moment we got to the room, and I stare at him, watching him pacing back and forth in anger.

I stood there, letting him pass around, not because I was afraid of him but because he needs it.

"Nico" I call his name when he continues pacing in silence for a few minutes.

He stops, striding over to me and pulling me into his embrace.

Slowly, I raise my arms wrapping them around him and holding him tight too. Taking a deep breath and breathing in his scent I rub my face on his chest.

I like this. I like this a lot.

"I'm sorry" He says after a few moments of silent hugging.

But sorry for what though?

"I'm sorry you had to listen to all that. If I hadn't asked Rafaello to bring you there, then you wouldn't have heard those men say all that to you" He lifts his head off mine, staring at me with sad eyes.

"It's fine baby" I rub his back, trying to reassured him that I was fine.

I was the one they said all that to and yet here I am also petting him because they said