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Tavullia – December 24th 2019
“It’s been better than what I expected.”
Jorge went to seat on Vale’s lap on their bed, kissing him lightly on the lips while his man placed his hands on the Spaniard’s hips.
“Why wouldn’t it?”
“Well… it’s the first time I spend Christmas this way since I was a child, with the people I love the most, in a funny and relaxed atmosphere. It tastes like family.”
“Because it is. A very peculiar one, I give you this. But this is our family and I’m sure we can always count on them, you’ve been basically adopted by my mother, Graziano’s wife and Marta’s mother, so you have three mothers in law, that’s impressive!”
Jorge laughed. It was incredible to him how easily he fitted into Valentino’s world in such a little time. He was afraid Graziano would have been a problem, but he also welcomed him without saying a word against his son being in love and living with him. Clara and Luca became like his own sister and the brother he’s never had and Stefania… Stefania was simply amazing. She was taking care of him like she would do with her two sons.
The Spaniard could clearly feel the love in Vale’s crazy uncommon family, something he never realised he’s missed during half on his life. That’s why he was a bit reluctant, at first, at the idea of inviting his mother and his sister’s family in Tavullia to spend Christmas together. He was afraid it would be awkward.
He was more than happy to have been proven wrong.
They did everything together like a family would do: go shopping, cook, set the table and all the decorations, choose the music. The best Christmas Eve ever, even if Jorge had to do the double job translating in Spanish and Italian when someone didn’t understand. But Vale and Luca did their best to speak in Spanish too so it was funny in the end.
Now Laura, his husband and their baby were in their room; Luca and Marta bringing her parents home; the mothers in law going to church with Graziano, Clara and her mother for the Holy Mass and they were finally alone.
“Thank you, for giving me all of this.”
Jorge was holding Vale’s face in his hands, stroking his cheeks slowly. The older man smiled at how moved his companion looked.
“You know, you made me freak out a bit when you came to live here before Valencia.”
“What?”
“I know it’s strange, I’m the one who proposed to living together but… I wasn’t ready for this to happen that soon.”
“Why didn’t you tell me? I could have wait!”
Valentino shook his head and kissed Jorge lightly on the lips.
“You were so happy and I was too. It was just a stupid fear I had of not being able to make you happy the way you deserve. But it was soon over and now I can’t be happier.”
“Vale… you should have talked to me about this! I didn’t mean to scare you, I was going through a lot at the time and when you asked me, coming here to live with you looked like the most beautiful thing that could happen to me.”
“I hope it still does…”
“Of course! I have no problems in admitting that I’ve never been that happy in my life.”
“Not even when you won your first title in MotoGP?”
Vale smirked and Jorge rolled his eyes playfully, both chuckling.
“Ok… maybe that day I was even happier but… it’s a completely different kind of happiness.”
“I know.”
They smiled at each other, their love displayed in their eyes and they kissed, a long, deep, slow and sweet kiss. They were still savouring the other’s taste when they heard the church bells. It was midnight, Christmas, officially.
“So, time for the presents!”
Jorge looked confused.
“Aren’t we supposed to open them together in the morning?”
“The ones under the Christmas tree, but I have something I want you to open right now.”
Valentino was smiling and the Spaniard’s heart started accelerating when the older man took a small box from under the pillow, showing it to him. Jorge swallowed loudly and with shaky hands, he opened the box to find a ring made of three stripes in yellow, white and red gold.
He looked at Valentino, then back at the ring and back again to his man smiling.
“Jorge Lorenzo Guerrero, I love you. Would you make me the happiest man on earth by marrying me?”
The younger man wanted to scream ‘yes’ but he was like paralysed. He’s dreamt about this so many times, scolding himself after of being too romantic and now… now the ring is right in front of him and Valentino has just proposed.
“Jorge?”
He closed his eyes for a moment taking a deep breath.
“I love you and of course I’ll marry you! There’s nothing I want more.”
Valentino sighed and started to laugh.
“God you scared me! I thought you’d say no!”
“Are you crazy? I could never… you just took me by surprise…and for sure my present can’t match the perfection of yours…”
“I don’t care because the best present I could ask to Santa is right here in my arms, and he will forever be.”
They kissed again then Jorge let Vale slid the ring on his finger and they made love falling asleep completely happy after while snow has started to fall outside, making this an even more unforgettable Christmas.