Raphael's p.o.v.
I felt my heart tear into pieces as I watched my little fledgling cried his poor eyes out. Not just any fledgling, but my fledgling. Speechless, I just hold him and let him get all his tears out. A couple of minutes later he stops and looks down, not meeting my eyes. Trying to lighten his mood I said
"Hey, you seem to make a habit out of ruining my jackets huh?" He cracked a sad smile and quietly muttered a sorry. I put my hand on his chin and lift it up. "Simon, you are perfect. His death wasn't anything that was in your control. I know you, you are sweet, kind, thoughtful, cherry and many other things that I can spend hours talking about. I know this because I..." He looks at me with surprised eyes, almost expecting.
"...I love you Simon Lewis. More than you may ever know." I suck in a breath (even though I don't need to) and expect the worse.
"Raphael," he said," I love you to." I can't help the huge smile on my face as I beam with happiness. Before I know it he starts to lean in.
And I Panicked .