You and your boyfriend Stelios, were walking in Aneksartisia's street, in Limassol. It was full of shops, little cafes and beautiful trees everywhere. You were wearing jean shorts, and a tank top because of the high temperature. Stelios was wearing a loose shirt and jeans, and the shoes you got him for his birthday. You looked up at the green-eyed boy next to you. His hair was longer on the one side. Whenever you asked him about it, he said that it was because he was a country and that was a way of representing Cyprus. Whenever someone was looking his way, he always acted hard-to-talk-to. He had a big idea of himself. You giggled slightly at the brunette, and he looked down at you. "What is it? Do I have something on my face?" he asked, his Cypriot accent giving his nationality in. "No, you're just a big ψώνιο!" you said, using the word his brother Hercules used to describe the smaller nation. His face flushed a bright red, and he looked away, pouting in the process. "No, I'm not!" he said loudly, making some people giggle at you two. "Yes you are!" you insisted "ΟΪ εν ειμαι! Παρέτα!" he said angrily. You spoke Greek rather well, but the Cypriot dialect was always making you forget everything you knew of the language. Damn that dialect, so beautiful, yet so damn confusing! You both pouted and crossed your arms. Neither of you was going to apologise first. You sighed, knowing how stubborn he could be sometimes. You slowly reached for his hand. "Stop it (Name) I'm mad at you!" he said when you grabbed his hand. You just ignored him, and tightened your grip on his hand. "I'm sorry, I was only joking earlier, I didn't mean it." You said and pouted. He sighed dramatically as if it was a big deal. "Fine, whatever..." he said in his high class voice, trying to make you laugh, witch worked every time. You brusted out in giggles, letting go of his hand and covering your mouth with it. He smiled at how cute you were sometimes. "Αγαπώ σε, εντάξει;" he said and came in front of you, making you stop walking. Knowing what that meant, you smiled and nodded. He sighed dramatically again and leaned in your face. You both closed your eyes, as your lips met. You weren't surprised, he tasted like the souvlaki you shared earlier. All you did was just smile in the kiss.