“Oh? Aphrodite?” “Wh- Sorry, I didn’t-” a bouquet of pink roses was today’s gift “Well, you got me”. “I’m glad it’s you” Mu tilted over his window, leaving a gentle kiss on Aphrodite’s cheek “So, is it mine?” “Only if you accept them”

One noon after that, over his window sill, Aphrodite discovered a basket of red apples, a small box with a rose quartz inside and a note that sang: “If you may and I’m not too shameless, take this as a hint to kiss me back next time". With a kiss on the note, Aphrodite got impatient to answer.