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MUGELLO – JUNE 2019
Francesco knew, after Austin, that he had to talk with Luca about what was going on between them.
The first time might be considered an ‘accident’ due to the excitement of their celebration, but they’ve been close to kiss another two time and it wasn’t by chance.
Finding the courage to bare his heart in front of the man who’s become the most important person of his life wasn’t easy. He could ask for a good advice from his sister, from Vale, even from Domizia because she’s sensed something was off with him lately and he knew it would only be fair to let her know the truth. But talking with Luca was the first thing, he had to know if there was a chance for them to be together, before taking any other decision.
Obviously, every time he tried to have a moment for them to talk in private, something happened and during race weekends it was almost impossible.
So they reached Mugello stuck in the same dead track they’ve been in the last month and half.
There was something special about this place and this track, a unique atmosphere all around the circuit. Pecco felt like he could use the magic of the place to build the opportunity to finally sort things out with Luca. Maybe if one of them, or both, will have a good race, they could have their moment.
He watched Moto2 race with the other boys and when Luca took the chequered flag as second, he run outside. He wanted, no, needed to hug him because he knew how much the other rider hoped for a good race after the horrible one in Les Mans. He was so proud, so happy that he didn’t care if someone may found his exultation strange.
In the end, he did the same with all the other Academy boys in the past races, everyone knows they support each other and that they are friends, so there was nothing wrong with him hugging Luca.
Francesco wasn’t sure the other could hear him in the middle of the chaos before reaching Parc Fermé, but he couldn’t take the words in.
“You’ve been amazing!”
When it was his turn to race, the feeling was good but he crashed again, as Franco and Vale before him.
To say he was disappointed was an understatement.
He run to his motorhome to have a shower and he was ready to leave for the usual interviews when Luca appeared at his door. He let him in but didn’t have the time to say a word because the younger hug him.
It wasn’t one of their many hugs, there was something different, also in the way they were perfectly fitting together. Luca had one hand in Pecco’s curls and the other around his back, the MotoGP rider could feel his breath on his neck and the scent of Luca’s shampoo was driving him crazy.
Pecco hid his head in the crook of the other’s neck while his arms were circling his waist. He sighed deeply.
“I’m so sorry, you were doing great!”
“It’s the third time in a row… that’s a bit too much even for my optimism… I wanted to make you proud of me like you did with your race.”
“I don’t need a podium to be proud of you. I perfectly know how talented you are, I’ve spent last year trying to learn everything I could from you. It’s a matter of time. Don’t give up, Pecco. I’m sure you’ll have the chance to show who you are soon.”
Francesco laughed.
“Who’s the wise man now?”
Luca laughed too.
“I’ve learnt from the best.”
Neither of them wanted to break the embrace, it was too comfortable, like that was exactly their place in the world.
The MotoGP rider raised his head and straightened a little, to be able to look at Luca whose eyes were two pools of clear water, drowning him in completely. He moved one hand up to hold the other’s neck and brought him close.
It was like an explosion. Better than in any possible dream they both have had since the first time they’ve been close to kiss. Everything came natural, their lips parted so that their tongues could meet and taste the other while their bodies were so close not a piece of paper could pass between them.
And this time, no one dared to disturb them.
The kiss lasted for an indefinite time. When they stopped, they were both smiling.
“That’s incredible, we haven’t been interrupted. It’s a dream?”
“Better than a dream… but now we need to talk about this.”
BARCELONA – JUNE 2019
P13. Both Luca and Pecco will start from the grid in 13th position. Not what they wished for but luckily they’ve been able to have a free evening to spend together with a pic-nic on the beach in the southern part of the city.
After the kiss in Mugello, they talked, confessing their feeling but without giving a name to them even if both were already sure it was love. They agreed they should talk with their girlfriends before starting anything ‘official’ between them, they have always been faithful and they both couldn’t stand the idea of having a secret relationship on the back of Marta and Domizia.
“I talked with Marta before leaving.”
“How did it go?”
“Better than I thought, she already knew… at least, she has suspected something for a while now. She said it was clear from the way I looked at you and how I became nervous whenever you’re around me.”
“It’s good.”
“Yeah… I’m not surprised, we are best friends before anything else, she knows me and when I told her I wanted to give us a try, she said that if there’s someone able to make me happy it’s you.”
“So no screams, no glasses smashed on the wall, no cries?”
Luca chuckled and shook his head.
“Friends like before. And you? Did you talk with Domizia?”
“Yes. She cried but like Marta she knew there was something going on between us. It must be the famous feminine sixth sense… anyway, she says we’re cute together and that she’ll support us.”
“We’ve been lucky.”
“Indeed.”
They both released a relieved sigh. Then Pecco moved to get closer and framed Luca’s face in his hands.
“I’m lucky to have you, Luca.”
“That makes two of us.”
They smiled and they kissed, the first proper kiss after almost two weeks and it was magical.
Maybe because of the romantic atmosphere of the beach at sunset, maybe because of the sound of the waves on the shores or because they were finally free, but that kiss was clearly proving them they made the right choice.
From now on, they won’t allow anyone to interrupt their dream of love, no security guards, no speakers, no annoying friends.
It will be only Luca and Francesco and their well deserved world of loving kisses.