Stavier

8- A bottle of Whisky

• Javier was speechless when Steve told him what he feel towards Javi. But Javi didn't take it seriously, he just thought that Steve said that because he is drunk. No other reason.

,, Hey buddy, you really shouldn't drink anymore. It's just making you and other people confused." Javier said to him and took the bottle of whisky that Steve has in his hand. Steve refuses to let him just borrow that alcohol, he needs it. More than anything right now.  ,, I need it Javi. It's my escape from everything. Especially from my stupid feeling's." Steve said and took a sip of that whisky. Javier shook his head to let him know that he disagree.
,, Steve. You know how much you mean to me, and i care about you. Much more than you think. But please, don't destroy yourself by alcohol."
,, Can't you see? I already lost Connie and my daughter. Yet when i told you how i feel, you think it's some sort of a joke." Steve told him and Javier felt his body froze. He didn't know what to say or how to react back. Then he decided to finally spoke and answer him.
,, Steve..I- i'm really sorry that i didn't take it seriously. I thought that it was the alcohol talking, not you. I didn't meant to hurt you or..make you upset, you know. I'm a terrible friend and i'm sorry for that." They both look at each other, trying to read any emotion's from their face's. Steve try not to giggle but he did. ,, Javi, you didn't get it. Did you?" Steve asked and Javi shook his head.
Then Steve kissed Javier on the lips, feeling Javi's mustache tingle as a smile appeared on his mouth.
Javier break the kiss. Red like a tomato as he looks at Steve. Steve is also blushing but not that much.
,, Te amo, mi imbécil." 
Steve said as he mess Javier's dark brown hair.