timeless | sequel | d.w

4

I had always wondered,

of course I had.

If I would ever see his beautiful blue eyes again and the way they lit up when he smiled at me. The way his face scrunched when he laughed. The way he could make me relax with just a touch. How he looked like when he slept. I'd wondered if I would ever find someone that made me feel the same way Dallon once had. I never believed I would.

But then Raúl came along and changed my beliefs. He wasn't like other men I had met throughout my adult life. He was kind. And not the fake-kind that many were just to get you in bed. He was actually nice and treated me with the respect I deserved. That every human being deserves. He always reminded me a lot of Dallon.

Raúl had at first just been a pretty face to me, I admit that. I'd seen him in different movies and tv shows, and I adored him. I guess you could say I was a fangirl. But after meeting him for the first time, I adored him in a completely other way.

He wasn't like other actors and musicians who could just wave their fans off, saying they didn't have time. But Raúl never did that. He took time for all of his fans, no matter the circumstances.

But it was the way he treated his friends, his family, how he had treated me even the first time we met that amazed me so much. He was never mean, always polite. He treated everyone with nothing but respect, no matter who they were. People like that were rare to find these days.

Maybe it was because he was so special to me that it felt so wrong being next to him like this. With my head resting on his chest and his arm around my shoulders. I didn't deserve him. Not like this. Not with the thoughts that were currently swirling around in my head.

Seeing Dallon again, after almost ten years, had ripped up so much inside of me. So much that I didn't show. But it didn't matter if I showed it or not. Raúl knew that something was wrong, and he was frustrated because he couldn't do anything about it. I could tell because of the way his eyebrows were furrowed as he was thinking.

He knew me just the way Dallon had known me. He didn't just remind me a lot of Dallon, he in fact was similar to him. To me their personalities were like mirrors of each other. But that didn't make it alright. It was still wrong that a part of me wished that Dallon was the one holding me. Dallon kissing me, Dallon loving me.

Dallon, Dallon, Dallon.

A part of me would always want him. I couldn't deny it, and that's something that Raúl knew. He knew practically everything about me and Dallon. I didn't know how he did it, how he dealt with me still loving someone else while being with him.

I looked up at him. His eyes were focused on the television. We were watching his show, or, the show he was featured in. 'Hannibal'. It was my favorite show and usually I couldn't turn my eyes from the tv when it was on, but now I realized how much of the episode I'd missed.

"Raúl?" I called, my voice a little muffled against his shirt.

"Yes, mi cielo?" He replied, and I couldn't help but smile as a shiver crept down my spine. 'Mi cielo' was one of my nicknames that he frequently used, making me feel all tingly and warm inside every time. It was Spanish for 'my sky'.

I sat up a little to get a better look at him. "I love you."

Smiling at me, he tilted his head to the side. "I love you too." He told me and kissed the side of my head. "How are you feeling now?" He then asked, letting his lips linger against my skin for a moment.

"Tired." I said quietly, leaning closer to him as he pulled back. "Confused."

"Yeah, I can tell something's wrong." He told me in a soft tone. He didn't sound accusing, only comforting.

"Meeting Dallon has..." I mumbled, pressing my head to the side of his. "Brought up a lot of feelings."

He nodded a little, wrapping his other arm around me. "I understand that. It's going to be okay. I'll be here with you every step along the way." He assured me and I crawled over to sit in his lap.

"Thank you." I said, running my hand through his brown hair.

"Please don't thank me. There's no need to." He chuckled slightly, and looked into my eyes. "I'll support you, no matter what choices you make."

I smiled a little and tugged at his hair. "Oh, there's plenty of reasons to thank you." I giggled, finally being able to relax a little. "So if I'd like to kill someone, you'd just go along with it?" I joked.

He let out a laugh. "That would be an exception. The only exception." He promised me, and pulled me in for a small kiss.

I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him back, wondering how I got so lucky to have this man in my life.