The old orange tango (Trump x Biden)

part 3

Donald Trump and Joe Biden returned from Disney World with a newfound, albeit secret, understanding between them. They had agreed to keep their feelings hidden, but the tension between them was palpable. A charity gala was the next event on their packed schedule, and both men knew the risks they were taking by being in such close proximity.

The gala was in full swing, with politicians, celebrities, and philanthropists mingling in the grand ballroom. The air was filled with laughter, the clinking of glasses, and the hum of conversation. Donald and Joe worked the room, each careful to maintain a professional distance even as their eyes sought each other out across the crowded room.

Walter White, known more publicly as a former chemistry teacher but secretly as the infamous drug lord Heisenberg, had been invited to the gala for his charitable contributions to education. As part of his cover, he had brought a new "pharmaceutical" that he claimed would energize and invigorate those who tried it.

Curious and somewhat skeptical, Joe and Donald approached Walter's display table, where a small crowd had gathered.

"Good evening, gentlemen," Walter greeted them with a measured smile. "Care to try my latest creation? It's perfectly legal and very effective."

Donald raised an eyebrow. "What is it exactly?"

"Just a little something to help you relax and enjoy the evening," Walter said smoothly. He handed them each a small vial of a blue crystalline substance.

Joe looked at the vial, then at Donald. "What do you think? Should we give it a shot?"

Donald shrugged. "Why not? It's a party, after all."

They each took a small dose, unaware of the true nature of Walter's concoction. Almost immediately, they felt a rush of euphoria, their inhibitions melting away. The room seemed brighter, the music more enchanting.

Without warning, Donald felt a magnetic pull toward Joe, his thoughts blurring with a sudden, overpowering need to be close to him. Joe's eyes mirrored the same desire, and before they could second-guess themselves, they were moving toward each other.

The crowd around them faded into the background as they closed the distance. Donald could see nothing but Joe's eyes, feel nothing but the heat radiating between them. Their lips met in a passionate, unrestrained kiss, the world around them dissolving into a blur of sensation.

Gasps and murmurs erupted from the crowd as people turned to watch. Cameras flashed, capturing the moment that would soon be on every news channel and social media feed. The secret they had fought so hard to keep was out, laid bare for all to see.

Walter watched from the sidelines, a small, satisfied smile playing on his lips. "That should shake things up," he murmured to himself.

When they finally pulled apart, the reality of what had just happened crashed down on them. Donald's eyes widened as he saw the shocked faces around them. Joe's hand tightened on his arm, a silent reminder that they were in this together.

"We need to leave," Joe whispered urgently.

Donald nodded, his heart pounding. They pushed through the crowd, ignoring the questions and the stunned expressions, making their way to the exit. Once outside, they found a secluded corner, trying to catch their breath.

"What just happened?" Donald asked, his voice shaking.

Joe shook his head, his eyes still wide with shock. "I don't know, but we can't take it back now. The whole world knows."

Donald looked into Joe's eyes, the fear and uncertainty mirrored in them. "We'll figure it out. Together."

Joe nodded, taking a deep breath. "Together."

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