Hidden Passion [+18]

Irresistible attraction

I wake up and start to prepare myself, it would sound pathetic but I cannot stop thinking about him, I know that it was so rude to close the door in front of his face, but understand me, I don't want to be an easy guy.

I choose my clothes and look at the mirror, it has been long time since I had look myself at a mirror, the first thing that catches my attention is my dark brown hair, slightly wavy, and usually kept at a medium length, effortless style, I don't take care too much of my hair; then my eyes, deep green, expressive, with a hint of curiosity and warmth, I like them too much.

Then my skin, fair with a slight tan from spending time outdoors.
In my arm, a small, subtle tattoo of a paintbrush on my wrist. It's because of my passion for art.
For clothing a gray trousers, with a white shirt and some gray shoes, now I'm ready to go out, I don't know where I'm going to go but I will be looking by the way.

When I take my keys and open the door the guy I met yesterday was sleeping next to my door, Alex if I'm not wrong, he looks so tired but I don't tell him anything, when I lock the door again he gets up and say

-¿What time is it?-
- It's a quarter to seven-
-So... ¿Do you sleep well?-
- ¿Really? ¿It's the first time I talk to you in this morning and that's the first thing you want to talk about?-
-I'm sorry-
-... It's okay, come with me, you need a coffee. Eww and a bath-
I unlock the door again and let him pass while I show him the bathroom.
-It's the first door at the second floor-
-Thank you-
While I see him walking through the bathroom I started to imagine how will be his body without clothes and then I get a premonition of us having sex in my house, my heart started to beat faster and faster that I didn't hear him asking me
-¿Where can I find a towel?-
I look him in his eyes and my repulsive vision continued, I just wanted him to scream my name while I was fucking him.
- In the cabinet under the hand washer-
-Thank you-
After a few minutes he finishes dressing and he looks at me.
-Hey, I'm sorry, you didn't have to take care of me, and watch my behaviour either-
-It's alright, now let's go for a coffee-
We went out of the house and start walking through the coffee shop.

The New York streets are filled with hundreds of cars and vehicles trying to get to the bridge. Whit an average of one hundred and seventeen hours lost in traffic each year New York City is one ot the most traffic-congested cities in the world. It's not so bad unless you have to get at your job on time.
I'm so focused on the way of the coffee shop that I don't realise when he takes my hand, and we start walking together. The name of the shop is Aleef Coffee House.

He opens the door for me and the bell rings announcing our entrance. Millions of delicious smells flood my nostrils. The waitress approaches us and hands each if us a menu.

-For me a coffee and a croissant please-
-Perfect. ¿And for you sir?-
-I want a raspberry scone and a coffee without sugar-
-Great choice, excuse me-

When the waitress leaves I ask him
-So now that you're better I want to know why you were looking for me-

He looks into my eyes like saying "I don't want to answer that", but he does

-Well, because you got stuck in my mind, and I don't know why, but I cannot take you out of there so...-
-That means...-
-Yes, that I like you-

He leaves me speechless. I don't know what to say. I know I'm attached to him because of the way I couldn't stop thinking about him. ¿Is this a sing from the universe telling me to follow my heart for the first time in so long, despite my fear of being vulnerable?

Before I can respond our drinks and pastries arrive. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingles with the sweet scent of baked goods. We set in a comfortable silence for a moment, sipping our coffee and enjoying the warm atmosphere of the coffee shop. The soft hum of conversations and the clinking of cups create a cozy backdrop.

Finally I muster the courage to speak

-You know, I haven't this way in a long time. It's scary but it's also exciting. Maybe we should see where it goes-

He smiles, a genuine, warm smile that reaches his eyes.

-I'd like that-

We spent the next hour talking, getting to know each other better. He tells me about his love for literature and his dream of becoming a writer. I share my passion for art and how I find solace in painting. Our conversation flows effortlessly, and I feel a connection growing between us.

As we leave the coffee shop, the sun is shining and the city feels alive with possibilities. We walk hand in hand exploring the streets of New York, discovering places and making memories.

Later we find ourselves sitting on a bench on Central Park, watching the world go by. The day has been perfect and I realize that  sometimes taking a chance and following your heart can led to the most unexpected and beautiful experience.

-I'm glad to find you- he says, breaking the comfortable silence.
-Me too- I replied feeling a sense of contentment I haven't feel in a long time.

As the sun sets and the city lights starts to twinkle, I know that thus is just the begining of something special. And for the first time in a long time I'm ready to embrace it.