PULL (BXB)

Eventful

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***Sebastian's POV***

"Don't be nervous. Breathe." I run my hands gently up and down Mario's large biceps. The man is a wreck. I can see the sweat beading across his lip.

"I know. It's kinda a big deal though. I hope I don't fuck it up." Mario flips the ring box in his fingers while his shaky words meet the air.

"He loves you. He won't care. You're good, bro. You got this." Mark stands beside me trying his best to still the quaking tremors in Mario's hands.

"You're right. I'm good. God, could he just get here already?" Mario looks around me as if, by focusing, his boyfriend would miraculously appear.

"Cut the lights." Amelia whispers lightly into the room. The body guard at the front entrance follows his given order. We scurry to our places in the dark.

We have helped devise this plan. Kip thinks he is coming to a business meeting. It was difficult. He is a lot more skeptical than Mark. The questions rambled off his tongue for a week regarding why we were all meeting up so late at a hotel, for a business venture nonetheless. He bought our lie eventually.

The room is so quiet you can hear each breath as it escapes. Mark tightly squeezes my hand. I know he is excited. This has been a long time coming. I have only been in this family for over a year. I can't imagine the decade when Mario and Kip were hiding from one another. That would be pure hell.

Soft footfalls barely announce our guest of honor. Knowing the drill, one of our security team members starts the music so softly that it is a light caress against the stillness of the room. The music is perfect. Just as Kip opens the door, Etta James belts out the first chords to At Last. It's perfect. They waited long enough.

Kip calls into the dimness, the incandescent lights barely make a figure appear in the doorway. He calls for each of us individually. I hear a giggle softly from beside me. Gavin is about to burst at the seams. That guy loves romance. He really loves surprises. He was made for this shit.

Mario calls for Kip as the lights brighten. A smile appears on Kip's face. A look at Mario shows every single one of his nerves on vibrant display. Mario moves towards Kip while Kip remains standing in place. Mario lifts his hand to have Kip come forward, towards the center of the room.

At this point, my own nerves are on high alert. I'm not worried about the outcome. I'm just so fucking excited that this is happening. I am happy to be a part of it all.

"Come here." Mario's voice trembles with the soft request. Kip stares in curiosity. His feet move with hesitance. As the pair meet in the center of the ballroom, we stand straighter in preparation.

"What's going on?" Kip whispers nervously to Mario. I can feel Kip's tension. He has to calm down. It only gets better from here.

"I love you." Mario leans forward, kissing Kip gently on the lips.

"I love you, babe. Is everything okay?" Kip brings he fingertips to wipe away the trickling tear that trails down Mario's flaming cheek. I swear I could just melt watching this.

"It's perfect. You're perfect." Mario can't bring himself to lift the octave in his voice. Every word is masked in thick emotions.

"I think you're perfect." Kip stares with so much fucking love. This is amazing. It's going to be a great night.

"It took us a while to get here." Mario begins what I know to be his speech. My laughter bubbles up as Kip starts rambling about traffic being a bitch. That's hilarious. Poor guy doesn't even have a clue.