It had been almost a year since he moved here, Paris, the place of love... The part he's missing... His notebook in his hand, sighing as he walked around, taking in the air, listening to the sounds. He wondered if he'll ever find it, the piece he's lost, and maybe come to better terms with himself. Mr. Anatolé, a world-famous poet, lost inspiration, searching for a new story to tell, one he has been missing all his life, love. He had been living, deprived of love and fueled off of his rage towards his family, turning the smoke from his anger into hope for his feature, but love... no, no... He did not have it, his beloved fans had been asking, was there any love in his life?... No... there was not... all Lohan wants to do, is feel inspired, wanting to find someone or something, that could show him the thing he has been left without.

Maybe today's that day he thought as he slowly walked towards the padlock bridge, the place where... people know they are in love... And know they have found their missing puzzle piece.

He sighed as he leaned on the rail, looking at the water below. Lohan felt... distraught, scared that he'll never find the courage to give what his beloved fans want, maybe it was time to put the pen down... No, he cannot lose hope, not like how his family lost hope in him. He just... wanted to feel what others could...

"Beautiful view, is it not?" A voice came from behind. Lohan turned around, a bit surprised he had not noticed him before.

"Xavier, I can't believe I haven't seen you, haha" Lohan smiled, walking to the bench and sat down beside him. "You're not feeding the pigeons like usual?"

"I already had! I fed them in a few parks and on my way here, all my friends seemed full enough, so I decided to come to visit one of my most favourite places in Paris!" Xavier laughed turning his head "The padlock bridge has always been my favourite places to visit, such beauty and charm, and one day, I just know I'll have someone very special to share the moment with..."

"You... haven't?"

"Oh no, of course not, I-... still haven't found the right person for me. I'm saving my feelings for someone who loves me for who I am" Xavier looking back up at the sky, purples, blues, oranges and yellows, simply marvellous. "I'm sure you'll find someone right for you, Ramier."

"Thank you, Mr. Anatolé, I hope the same for you" They both smiled at each other, both looking up at the sunset sky.

A ding of a bell was heard, Xavier turned and saw André's cart, then an idea hit him

"Lohan, would you like to get ice cream? My treat" He kindly said, gesturing to the ice cream cart "Oh, if you would like to, but there's no need Xavier-"

"I insist!" He stood up, holding out his hand, warmly smiling. Blinking a bit surprised by his sudden action. But nodded, smiling as he took his hand, and the two walked to the cart, right away being greeted happily and proudly by, the predictor of love, André Glacier.

"Ahh, Xavier Ramier! And-, Oh! The one and only, Lohan Anatolé! How do you do this fine evening? Have you two become an item?"

The two looked at each other, their cheeks turning red as they realized they were still holding hands. But, they kept them together, not separating "Oh, you- U-uh, I just wanted to treat Lohan- Ice cream-" Xavier nervously chuckled, handing André five dollars.

"Hmm, well you two have grown closer! I was just asking" André smiled and chuckled. Then he turned to Lohan, taking a cone and begun his magic.

"Cookie dough, for the colour of their smooth hair, cinnamon, for the colour of their eyes, and last but not least! Magic brownies, for the joy they give you!" André cheered, handing the poet the ice cream.

"And for you! Mr. Ramier! Banana for the silky feel of their hair! Strawberry and peach for the look of love in their eyes!" The ice cream vendor softly laughed handing the pigeon lover his ice cream "Enjoy you two!"

Then he was off.

"Thank you, Xavier." Lohan thanked, smiling as the two sat down on the bench. Both sitting in silence, eating the ice cream, listening to the soft breeze of the wind, and the sound of the water.

"Xavier?..." The poet broke the silence, looking up at him

"Hm? Yes?" Ramier kindly smiled. His eyes placing his hand on Lohan's.

Lohan blinked, his cheeks turning a soft shade of red. Then, taking in a deep breath. He closed his eyes, and gave Xavier a gentle kiss on his cheek, "I think I know who... André thinks I love-..." He shyly pulled back, until Xavier placed a hand on his shoulder, keeping him close, "I... I do too..." He smiled, then closed the space between them, softly kissing Lohan's lips.

"You're my missing piece"

"An you're the one I've been saving my heart for"