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When their foreheads touched each other, it was said between two breaths, and only they could hear it because those words were only meant to be heard by them and no one else.
Nicky: "Ti Amo, Yusuf."
Joe: "Ti Amo, Nicolò."
Those words were a promise given to each other on a starry night in the desert a long time ago:
A promise to always make the other one smile, to bring him joy, and to give him comfort when needed.
A promise that would confirm what they both already knew very well after being in love with each other for so long because they would never grow tired of hearing those words said by the other one
A promise that would make them fight for another day together because those words would always be the most treasured words said throughout the day, and they needed to say those words to each other again tomorrow so they could treasure them even more than they did yesterday.