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It's been some time since they said goodby to each other at the café and Ben started to panic a little. They should meet up in front of the central park. 

Butterflies. That's all Ben could feel at that moment. He's never felt something like that in his entire life It was something new.

He didn't know what to wear so he grabbed a pair of black jeans and a white shirt. It was nice weather outside so there was no need to use his jacket this time. 

He grabbed his keys form a shelf and got out of his apartment. He was thinking about the man he's gonna meet in a while, all the way to the central park.

Meanwhile, Joe was getting ready. He was standing in front of a mirror, talking to his son.

"Okay, Kayden. I don't know when I'll get home, but... your granny will be there as soon as possible, okay?"

"Oh, god. Dad, I am seventeen! I can take care of myself!" His cheeky son replied and rolled his eyes.

"Well, I know you're old enough, but... who knows what kind of bullshit would come to your head again," Joe said and put his leather jacket on.

"It will be fun again, really. I am soooo happy to be with her." Kayden said ironically. "I'd rather be somewhere else tonight! Hey, dad, it doesn't matter is she is here or not. She's gonna sleep all night long so I just don't see the point here."

"Hey, you cheeky devil. It's your grandma and my mom who you're talking about right now. So shut your mouth, okay? Oh, she's right here." Joe said as he heard a doorbell.

"So I'm leaving."

"Uhm, where?" Kayden asked and looked at his father suspiciously with a raised eyebrow.

"I'm gonna meet my friend, you know? Don't be so curious. Bye, Kayden. Later."

He was nervous. All the way to the place they agreed on. He was quite unsure of what this meeting is about. Is it just an ordinary meeting? Is it a date? Oh man, he wanted this to be a date. He was looking forward to seeing the nice boy he had the opportunity to meet yesterday.

Ben was standing in front of a large gate with two roses in his hand. He was shaking. His palms were sweaty. He took a deep breath when he caught sight of Joe who was walking slowly towards him.

"Oh, you look gorgeous." Ben paid him a compliment immediately. He was completely crazy about Joe's look, about his incredible little body, about his outer and inner beauty. Just he's been crazy about everything that has something to do with him. Joe's face was ornate with a wide smile.

"Hi. Wow, another compliment? Thank you." Joe was lost. It was clear that no one has ever been so kind to him. No one has ever appreciated him as Ben does this time.

They hugged warmly before Ben gave him the gift he was holding in his hands.

"Two?" Joe asked, confused.

"Yeah, it's our second meeting, you know. So that's why." Ben explained and smiled. Joe didn't know what to say. He was speechless. Nobody has ever treated him like that. He didn't want to fall for the boy so easily. He can't. He can not be so naive this time.

They headed to the central park. They were walking around and talking and talking. It's been almost five hours and it was getting dark so they decided to go home.

As they reached Joe's house, they both didn't want to separate. The way they get along is really nice and Ben just doesn't want this moment to ever end. He doesn't want to quit the way Joe makes him feel. At all.

"Joe, you don't even know how much I love being with you. It would mean the world to me if I had the chance to be with you again." Ben said, looking into Joe's eyes.

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