Just love me, please? (mxm/bxb) [Completed]

Chapter nine

Two weeks go by like this – I text with Vincent throughout my whole workday, I talk about Vincent with Nico when I can, I eat dinner with Vincent every night, I make out with Vincent every spare minute of our evenings, I say goodnight to Vincent every night on my doorstep with our tongues wrestling and our lips dancing and I dream of Vincent every night until morning comes and it all starts right over again. Today is Friday and I luckily enough only have a half-day at work. Something about the higher-ups giving us half a day off as a late new year's bonus. And when I say I luckily have the day of it's because it's Vincent's birthday today. I've asked him a million times what he wants as a present, but he keeps on saying that all he wants is a walk in the park with me and the dogs. And of course I'm going to grand him that wish but it's not really a present, now is it? So I've bought him a little something that I hope he'll like. I hear three knocks on my door and I smile brightly as I by now know these three little knocks by heart. "Come on in" I shout to Vincent and I hear the door open and close before my dogs start sprinting toward the man whom by now is a big part of our lives. 'With every passing day I feel my love grow more and more for Vincent, but I also know that in a month I'm going back to Denmark. And I honestly don't know what we'll do when that time comes' I get a small stab in my heart by the thought but push all the bad thoughts away instantly and I rise from the couch to greet Vincent. "Hi" he says with a contagious 100 watt smile and I slide my arms around his neck and whispers "Hey handsome" before I kiss him lightly on the lips. I lean back enough to look at him and say "Happy birthday, you sweet, kind, hot and sexy.. old man". I laugh as soon as I see his death-glare and realize that he's gotten a haircut. My heart skips a beat when I see how good he looks and I slowly card one of my hands through his hair. "God, Vince.. You look stunning.. " I whisper but cough a little and remove my hand when I comprehend what I just said. Vincent's just smiling with an affectionate smile and I add as I let go of his neck "How did you get time to get a haircut?" I start toward the couch and plop down to it very gracelessly. Vincent lingers in the door "I got it cut before work.. I came in a little late, but no worries" he says with a glint in his eye that's positively mischief but something else is filling his eye.. I just don't quite know what it is. "Oookay.. they didn't get at least a little angry? I mean, you DID ask to get half a day off too.." I ask puzzled. "Well.." he says as he starts walking towards me casually and plops down on the other end of the couch. But I see the nervous twitch by his right eye and get a little worried. "I didn't quiiiite ask to get the day off.." he says without looking me in the eye. "I don't understand? You just upped and left?" My brows knit together in confusion. The mischievous glint is back in his eye but so is the other emotion. "Well.. no, I didn't. But they gave me half a day off without me asking for it" he looks at everything but me and I see a smile wanting to break across his face. "I am so lost right now" I say with a very perplexed voice. "You see.. Mark.." 'Oh shit! When he uses my name it's something important! He got fired?!' ".. they asked me why I thought I was allowed to come in late because I'd gotten a haircut, and I said "It's my birthday and I want to look good". They looked at me weirdly and said "We understand it's your birthday.. But that still doesn't answer why it had to be now, before work." So I answered.." he looks at me again and the mischievous glint has been replaced by.. fright? The other emotion is still present and it annoys me that I don't know what it is ".. I answered that I had to get a haircut because I was going to celebrate my birthday with a very important man and that he thought I look the very best with short hair. And I want to look my best when I walk beside him because I don't want him to run off with somebody else.." Vincent ends his story with a shaky voice and eyes big with fright and, I've come to realize, pride for himself. My eyes are so big that I feel like my eyes are about to pop out of my head and my mouth is wide open. 'Did he just out himself to the company?!' "Did-Did you just come out to your workplace?!" I ask with amazement and disbelief. He nods his head and the fright gets less prominent but the pride increases. "You are not shitting me right now?" I ask with a bright, proud smile starting to creep onto my face. He shakes his head and straightens his back subconsciously. "Omg!" I scream out loud and lunge forward to wrap him in a tight hug. I kiss him all over the face while he laughs with burning cheeks. "Goddamn, I'm so proud of you, Vince!" I say with a colossal smile and tear-filled eyes. He looks at me with a loving smile "Yeah.. Yeah, I know. I did it for u-" "I know" I interrupt "And I'm so fucking glad". 'I really am. I've never been happier'. We look into each other's eyes for a while until I remember something he said. "Did they give you half a day off because you came out?" I ask slightly confused. "Yeah.. Or no actually. I did tell them something else, but I'll tell you later." He says dismissingly like it's no big deal but I see the way he averts his eyes. I just shrug internally, I trust he'll tell me when the right time comes. "So.. I actually have a present for you. A pre-present if you will, as you only wanted a walk in the park" I ramble nervously as I rise to get the gift. For some reason I'm getting pretty jittery, 'It's not like you're asking for his hand in marriage! It's just a gift'. I open the cupboard and take it out with shaking hands. I walk to the couch, sit down and hand it to him rather awkward. "It's just.. You don't have to use it. I can return it if you don't like it" I trail off in a mumble as he starts to unwrap it. His eyes bulge when he sees the logo and he carefully opens the watch box. I hear him whisper 'shit' under his breath before he looks up with gleaming eyes "It's a rolex!! It must've been expensive!" I look down embarrassed "It wasn't *that* expensive.. And you.. one only has birthday once a year, right?". "Thank you so much! I love it! I'm gonna wear it all the time! Thank you, thank you!" now it's Vincent's time to wrap me in a hug. I start laughing and wrap my arms around him "You are very welcome, babe". He hugs me tighter and jumps to his feet "Come on then, let's get going to the park!". He put the Rolex securely on the dinner-table before he jogs to the hallway with energetic steps and the dogs hot in his heels, leaving me confused on the couch. "O-okay then" I mumble and walk to the hallway and see Vincent dressed and the dog with leashes. I raise a brow at him but put on my shoes and my jacket. "Of to the park we go!" Vincent sings. 'Yep, of to the park we go'

We walk hand-in-hand through the park and Vincent keeps stealing kisses from me with a radiating smile on his face. "You really are happy today, huh?" I say with a chuckle after the 6th kiss within 10 minutes he steals from me. "Of course! I'm celebrating my birthday with you!" 'I think the smile soon'll break his face in two'. After a few minutes Vincent suddenly gets all quiet and serious and I glance at him from the corner of my eye – a deep frown is between his brows and I realize his hand's starting to get clammy too. I frown and am just about to ask what's wrong when he stops abruptly by a bench. "Come sit down, Mark" I stand still for a second before I sit beside him. He takes my hands into his and inhales deeply and says without eye contact "So.. Um.. I've been thinking.. I like the way our relationship is going. And from what I see you seem to think the same.." he looks at me for confirmation; I nod my head with a confused smile ".. Right. So I've wanted.." he pauses once again but this time he looks me in the eye determined "Mark. Will you please be my boyfriend?" I knit my brows together in bewilderment and embarrassment "I-I kinda already thought we were boyfriend..?". Some of the tension leaves Vincent with a sigh and he laughs "Good! Because that's what I thought too! But I just wanted to make sure before..". I drop the smile that's made its way to my face and is replaced with a new frown "What do you mean 'before'..?". He looks nauseas now and starts talking with an obvious tremble in his voice "Well.. The thing I actually wanted to ask was.. I-if you.. If you wanted to m-move in with me?" My frown gets deeper and my heart starts beating like crazy. "What?" my voice sounds too dark, and not in a good way, and it's obvious that Vincent catches on to it right away "I-I just want us to be together. I don't care if I have to move to Denmark if you don't want to keep living here.. I really don't care, Mark. I-I just can't be without you! I need to be with you, I have to be with you!" he looks on the verge of tears. "That's why I got the rest of the day off! I told them I wanted to live with you and if it had to be in Denmark, then I was going to move to Denmark. So they gave me the rest of the day to talk to you, figure out i-i-if you wanted to move in with me, if I was moving in with you or.. or if this came to an end when you move back to Denmark.." Tears are formed in his eyes, ready to spill down his cheeks. 'He actually told his bosses that he's gonna move to Denmark if I wanted him to?' my heart swells in my chest and for the first time I recognize just how much he's changed – he kisses me in public, he came out to his workplace and he wants to move to Denmark if I say so. I wrap my arms around his neck and hide my face in his nape. "God, I love you so much!" I say lowly and he too wraps his arm around me right away and says back in a heartbeat "I love you too! I love you more than I've ever loved anyone before!" and I smile as I think that this is the first time we've declared our love for each other. I start nodding my head against his neck and slowly say "Okay.. Okay, Vincent. I want to move in with you too-" I get interrupted by Vincent's smiling face looking down at me but I quickly go on ".. But only if I can get this job permanently! I don't want you to quit you job for me – If I can't get this job permanently then we'll figure out what to do when that time comes." I say seriously, but Vincent looks totally unfazed by it. "I'm so glad!! And I've already look for jobs in Denmark if you can't keep your job here in the Netherlands! I've found five I'll apply for if it gets relevant! I don't care about my job – I just care about you." I look at him in amazement and he goes on "But I also already asked Nico to investigate for me, and from what he's find out they're gonna need a new replacement for you anyway, so it's very likely that you can keep your job!" I frown in confusion at that. "What? First of – how do you know Nico, and second of – you had him in on this? He didn't tell me anything!" Vincent just laughs at that "Of course he didn't tell you! I told him it's a secret! And you talk about him all the time, it's clear that he's become quite the friend to you" Vincent ends with an honest smile. 'I talk about him? I didn't realize'. "So does that mean you want to move in with me?" He asks shyly. I smile brightly; it's just registered in my brain that we're going to move in together. "Yes! Of course we're gonna move in together then!" I say and he jumps off the bench and shouts with his hands in the air "Yes!! We are going to live together!!" I see people look at us and I start to shush Vincent "People are looking! Please don't shout like that..". But Vincent just whips around to me and keeps shouting "Of course they're looking! I'm gonna live with this hot-ass man and they aren't!" I look apologetically and with red cheeks at some young people walking close by but they just smile and send a "Congratulations" our way. Vincent sings, dances and keeps kissing me all the way to the apartment. 'I actually really hope I can stay'.