The Bermuda Triangle

It started as special, but then...

This is a story of a youthful boy in is 24 years old, that deluded in a sudden and burning passion, found himself on the inside of a "mexican" novel. His name is Peter.

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I feel in the middle of a situation that I did not ask permission to enter or was invited, at least.

May 2020

Everything started when I had some privileged informations at a coffee.

A friend of mine confided in me the "known" guys of the little town that we live. These guys afirmed himselfs as heterosexuals and one of them got my attention (never have seen him in my life).

Rodri is his name, same age as mine. Circled face, very cute, trimmed beard as I like it and "outsider" for not being in the gay context. It pleased me.

A few days later, after I followed the boy in Instagram, I decided to send a message to investigate if he was really gay and if he had some interest in me. From this point, the snowball formed.

We talked several days in a row, until we got to our first "date" that was a coffee. Correction: a trip to McDonalds, since the boy didn't came out yet.

The conversation flowed in a very natural way, as if I knew him for years. (For somebody that was single for 7 years, this was a huge trigger warning).

However, before I started to talk with Rodri I was talking with another guy that I met at the school, Simon. Until the moment, nothing has ever happened between us, although if the moment provided, for certain would happen.

As I mentioned before, I'm single for 7 years. This was the conversation theme that brought an unprecedented revelation and got me suspicious.

In few words, I discovered that the ex boyfriend of Simon was Rodri. In case you didn't notice, i'm talking with both at the same time. Worse, Simon was still suffering from the break-up because it was recent.

I tried to move on. So, here we go: date number two.

Since Rodri was not publicly assumed as gay, we went to dinner out at another city. Despite trying to ignore the new informations that I had, I needed to bring the subject to the table.

What happened: Rodri painted the worst canvas of Simon, that was comproved by videos sent by him on Messenger (Simon). On other hand, Simon was destroying Rodri on previous text messages that he sent me.

I found myself ignoring Simon, a lot of times.

The situation was a little odd, but I was trusting the process that everything would go smoothly. At this point, I realised that feelings started to blossom.

June 2020

We were in lockdown. As a way to justify the simplified Lay-Off, all the staff from the reception where I worked in, was doing online training, through Zoom plataform.

Since I wasn't working, after the training I had my day free. According to WHO measures, we were allowed to do hygienic walks or trips to the supermarket/ gas stations (the essentials).

After finishing a synchronous session of German, I received a call from Rodri to ask me if I would like to go for a walk at the river. Without hesitation and even with the Covid restrictions, I accepted at a speed.

We kissed, we hugged, cuddle here cuddle there, that soft hand moves on my leg while he drove... I can afirm that in that moment I fell in love.

As a libra zodiac sign, pride was always a big defect in my personality and it occurs mainly when I like somebody. He didn't text good morning? Ok, I don't say anything either. He sent good morning and wish me good night? Oh god, what a precious boy, i'm so in love.