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p/s There a smut, but not too hard. I don't want to it to be too much. It was my first time writing it. If you wanna skip, I put * at the start and the end.

The air of the sea was blowing softly, destroying their perfectly styled hair. It did not deter their smiles, fools in love. Their hands interlocked with each other, softly swinging. Mile took a deep breath, nervousness taking over as they halfly walked through the beach. He tugged Apo's hand to stop, the younger looked at him, frowning, confused.

Mile took another shaky deep breath. Their eyes locked, "I have never been this happy in my life. Years of my life I had felt almost empty. Like something in me yearns for something. I can't describe the feelings. No one would understand. You know I had lost and gained many important things in my life, but I had to continue my journey, in this world, alone. I started to get comfortable, comfortable in my hollowness—", Mile said, voice firm, eyes locked to the younger, who understands him truly. Then he get on his knees, the gasp of shock in Apo's voice drew butterfly in his stomach

"—and then there's a boy; everything about him makes me happy, especially the way he laughs and the way he talks. I am so happy, never this happy with that boy. You know you are the boy I spoke of. You grant me a beaming smile, make me thrilled, and make me believe in love. Maybe it's because you remind me of home. I desire you because of this. You're just a gorgeous boy with a breathtaking soul. Will you marry me? I don't want to lose my chance at love. I love you," Mile confessed, he had been waiting for a long time for this confession. The trip to Capri was the best opportunity for him. He had been planning the confession for a few months. Now kneeling on the beach sand, under the sunset shine through them. He blurted it out, things he had been silently scribbling on his notebook, meetings papers and even on his palm. When it was all out, he felt free. 

Apo looks like an angel bathing in the orange sunset. The sound of the sea meets the sand, calming for them. He could see Apo's mouth gasp, his cheek if possible turn red even when the sun almost covered the rest with its ray.

Apo fell to his knees with him, hugged him so suddenly that Mile tumbled onto the sand, "I love you too", he yelled, Mile knew a few people eyeing them with smiles, borrowing a little happiness in their bubbles of life. "No!"Apo yelled suddenly, cheek redden, eyes twinkle with happiness. Mile just chuckled at the cuteness, "I love you more! I want to spend my days with you. I want to die the day before you so that I never spend a day without you", he said, tightening the hold on Mile's neck. He received the treatment with ease, even when the hold almost choked him.

The happiness they felt now was beyond anything. Slowly loosening the hug, Mile sat on the sand, Apo sitting on his lap. Looking at the older man who has stolen his heart. The one that truly shows him love and freedom. Apo ceased their distance. The kiss they shared was innocent, a peck of soft lips on another. They serenate the peacefulness and heat of each other, before Mile starts to move, indulging himself into the soft  lips and person he chose to live forever with. His tongue occasionally teases the opening of the lips. Apo slowly opened his lips, letting the older explore his mouth. Completely unaware of the surroundings. Only the breeze, air of the ocean, smell of the beach and embrace of each other.

They only stop when the oxygen is out of their lungs. Cheek rosy, eyes twinkling with love and adoration. Noses occasionally bump into each other. Mile wanted to capture this moment so that he could remember for the rest of his life.

A memory that is full of love and warmth.

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Apo had never felt this happy in his whole life, he had been bullied over his kindness to others. Nothing he did seems to please anyone. With Mile, it was different. He never knew the tap on the shoulder, the eagerness of knowing new people, the attraction he felt led to this.

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