As Don stood overlooking his supporters (and Biden's) he sighed. This was exhausting. And Joe was getting on his nerves. He glanced at Joe who was only a few feet away. He felt some odd warmth on his cheeks. Him and Joe locked eyes. Was Joe blushing? No. He couldn't have been. The announcer then began their speech. Donald zoned out, Joe on his mind. Why was Joe suddenly all he could think about? It didn't make sense.
"The winner of this election is Joe Biden!" The announcer announced.
Donald took a deep breath. He had lost?
"Wait. I have something." Joe then slipped his hand under his shirt and pulled something out. It was a ballot!
"Mr. Biden what are you doing?" The announcer asked.
"Something I should've done a long time ago." Joe responded and walked up to Donald. He then kissed Trump passionately on the lips. It was warm and wet. But satisfying. Donald didn't know how to feel.
"J-Joe!" Donald broke the kiss and stared into Joe's eyes. Those beautiful eyes. Donald then grabbed Joe's waist and kissed him back. He felt their tongues fighting for dominance. Eventually he allowed Joe's tongue to enter his mouth. For a moment they forgot they were infront of the entire country. They deepened their kiss, taking shallow breaths between every movement. It last for 40 seconds before they broke apart. The two stared at each other's faces. Joe's hand slipped into Donald's. They kissed again, this time only briefly.
"We shall move to France." Joe said.
"Yes. We will allow Kamala Harris to be president." Donald agreed.
They then walked off stage, hand in hand, lovingly.
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2 months later
Joe took a glance at his fiance. They had been together for two months but we're now engaged, living in a luxury house is France, and now own 2 horses. Their wives also because one of the world's most wealthy lesbian couples and we're living in Sweden. Things couldn't be better.
