Clingy Joaquín

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by J0k3sS

by J0k3sS

*Joaquín's POV*

Manolo has been going out a lot. I tried asking him to spend the day with me but he just told me he had things to do. I decided to follow him one day.

I saw him meeting up with some other male friend of his. The other male looked at him with a f-boy look on his face. I approached them and looked at the f-boy. His male friend looked at me, clearly annoyed. I raised one of my eyebrows.

"What're you doing here, 𝘔𝘪 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳~?" My voice sounding husky.

Manolo blushed at my tone. I grabbed his waist and pulled him closer to me.

"Joaquín-! W-what're you doing-!?" Manolo yelped.

I messed with his hair and kissed his forehead.

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When we got home, I went to my bed and laid down. Manolo was staying for awhile. As I was about to fall asleep, I heard my bedroom door open. I looked up with sleepy eyes to see the young male standing in the doorway. I then saw him walk amd get into bed with me. We began to cuddle. Was I dreaming?

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*Manolo's POV*

I woke up to the sound of the shower turning off. I sat up and rubbed my eyes.

'That must be Joaquín,' I thought to myself. Just then, he walked out of the bathroom, adjusting his shirt.

"Good morning Manny," he smiled.

"Good morning," I yawned.

I stood up and walked to the bathroom to shower.

After 20 minutes, I came out and grabbed my guitar. I was planning to have some alone time. I walked to the front door.

"Where are you going?" Joaquín asked, sounding serious.

I turned and looked at him, annoyed.

"None of your business," I stuck out my tongue.

"It is. Now tell me or I'll make you," he approached me and pinned me to the wall.

'MANOLO- NO GAY PANICS RIGHT NOW-' I told myself in my head.

"Y-you can c-come with me if y-you want," I stuttered.

Joaquín smiled brightly and grabbed his things.

As we trailed down the path, I didn't dare look at him as I kept on thinking about what had happened just now. He looked at me, hoping that I'll look at him back. He held my hand and looked away.
I let out a small giggle as we continued to walk.

We had reached the water fountain. I took out my guitar and began to play.

It has been 15 minutes. Joaquín and I had not said anything to each other as I was very concentrated in playing my guitar.

He hugged me from behind and I jumped a little. I laughed as he buried his face into my shoulder.

"Since when were you this clingy towards me?" I chuckled.

"Ever since I fell inlove with you dumbass," he mumbled with his face still buried in my shoulder.

I smiled warmly as I enjoyed this moment with my best friend that I had known since childhood.