Andres and Tatiana's wedding was just over and they both decided they didn't want to spend the wedding night together. Andrés entered his and Martin's room; Martin stood in front of the mirror and had just taken off his jacket, a small tear furrowed his cheek, jumped to see Andres enter.
"Hello cariño " Andres said smiling.
Martin wiped his tear and smiled too.
"Hi..." Martin answered a little melancholy.
Andres took off his jacket and started to unbutton the bow tie.
"It was a beautiful wedding Andres ..." Martin exclaimed.
"It was nice ... But ... I couldn't do something .." Andres approached him and stroked his cheek.
"What what?" Martin looked up at him.
Andres went away and took two glasses and a bottle of wine, filled them and passed one of the two glasses.
"you know Martin, today I danced a little with everyone" He took a sip of wine.
"And yet you ... You didn't propose to dance with me ... I thought you would like to dance with me Martin!"
At that moment Martin smiled sincerely, the love of his life, Andres really wanted to dance with him, he liked to dance with him, and all Martin wanted was to be tight in the arms of Andres. Martin looked at him a little surprised trying to elaborate an answer.
"I- I ... I thought you didn't want to dance with me ... You had Tatiana"
"Yes ... But Tatiana is not you ..."
Martin's heart started to beat wildly.
"because ... What do I have that Tatiana doesn't have?" Martin asked.
Andres looked towards the closure of Martin's pants making him blush.
"You fool! "Martin pushed him a little and giggled embarrassed.
Andres laughed as he put the glass down and pulled Martin from his hips.
"Dance with me cariño"
Martin blushed and brought his arms around his neck, Andres without ceasing to be embraced he approached the turntable putting a vinyl, bang bang by Nancy Sinatra.
Martin leaned his forehead against Andres's. Andrés is so beautiful ... Martín thought as his body moved with Andres'.
"You like me, Martin?" Andres whispered in his ear.
Martín shivered and looked at him.
"In what sense, Andres? "
"in the romantic sense ..."
Martin swallowed loudly, at that moment he wanted to detach himself from the embrace but the stress of Andres was so lovingly that he couldn't make it.
"You are very important to me Andres ... "
"Just this?"
"I know you don't give me back ... But ... It's since we are young- "
Andres cut him off
"That you are in love with me ... I know it well. "
Martin looked at the ground embarrassed and mortified, Andres slowly approached his ear leaving a small bite on his neck.
"I fell in love with you too ..."
at that moment Martin felt faint, looked up at Andres, did not even have time to look at his face that Andres pressed his lips against Martin's, it was a passionate kiss, Andrés began to move forward without stopping kissing him and brought Martin up against the wall.
A tear ran down Martin's face.
"Why did you marry her? Why didn't you marry me?" Martin was crying was a mixture of anger, sadness and happiness.
"I didn't want to admit to myself that I love you ..."
Martin hugged him and wiped the tears on his shirt.
"Would you leave her for me? " Martin asked with a sweet face
"I swear I will marry you as soon as I can ... "
Martin kissed him and hugged him.
"I love you Andres..."
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