Chapter 1: The Heat

{A garland, gently placed on his hair, slightly sticky from Wilson's sweat already soaking into the half-dead petals. "Thought you might need it after working all day in the sun. You look uncomfortable." Maxwell said calmly. After a moment or two he sat back to where he was before. "It suits you."

Wilson thanked the stars that he was hot already, otherwise his blush would be very prominent. "Thanks..." he mumbled.}