Marco and Nico
"Oh, hey," Marco smiled a warm, sincere smile when Nico made his way over. He had hoped Nico would come out to the bonfire, but he also knew how Nico felt about crowds of people and convinced himself he wouldn't be disappointed if Nico didn't show up. But he had, and Marco felt a little thrill deep in his core.
"Glad you could make it. It's nice, isn't it?" Marco had a healthy respect for fire. It was beautiful from a distance. He didn't want to get too close, though he was close enough to feel its warmth.