What are you waiting for.

It's what I ask myself over and over.

What are you waiting for.

I look him in the eyes, my beautiful, wonderful boyfriends, onyx eyes.

What are you waiting for.

I close my eyes and lean in.

What are you waiting for.

I feel his lips against mine, and I smile into the kiss.

What are you waiting for.

He breaks from the kiss because the need to breathe has become to great for him.

What are you waiting for.

I stare into his onyx eyes, then wrap my arm around his waist; he rests his head on my shoulder and we look over the ocean together.

I want you guys to guess who it was that was saying all of that, it was about Nico; but who's pov? First person to get it right will get cookies (::) (::) (::)