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It was a warm night in the safe house, it was outside of a town somewhere in the world that was important enough to have the Task Force 141 and one of the units of Santos Vega together on that mission.
The captain begins to look after the sub commander the moment he had finished checking up both teams, they decided to stop and rest before the final move. He looked for his love in the living and the hall, but found him when he entered the kitchen. He found him outside, in the back garden’s porch, he was leaning on the railing of the fence that prevented one from going to the grass, he noticed the smoke from the cigarette and how he had gotten rid of his sewn braid, his hair could be seen moving with the wind and how the moon illuminated his figure. He approached calmly, making a soft noise when he stepped, announcing that he was coming and while he did so he smiled sweetly, damn he loved that man, he listened to both teams discuss whether it was a good idea to play music or not.
–Hello my love.
He leaned by his side, watching him, watching his face from the side, how it moved to look at him- no, that word was superficial, he was watching him with his honey eyes, as sweet as real honey, full of feelings, full of life and love.
–Güenas amor –He whispered, approaching him, feeling his warmth and resting his head on his shoulder, he handed him the cigarette, he noticed that it was one of those you can arm yourself –. ¿want some? Maybe it won’t be like your cigars, but have quality, made by my own hands –The brit accepted the proposal, holding the cigarette butt between his fingers to inhale and return it, exhaling the smoke a few seconds later, making sure that the smoke does not hit his love in the face. In the background they both could hear their teams continue arguing, Ghost, Kamari and Gaz said that it might not be good for their safety, but Soap, Phoenix and the Argentines said that it was not going to be like that, that they were sure –. They're going to kill each other if they keep arguing like this – he chuckled, looking into the house.
–Yes, but it helps them to not think about tomorrow.
He also looked inside, shook his head, looking back at his sea, how his cheeks formed two small holes every time he smiled, simply beautiful.
– take a picture, they last long. – Sanma's smile made him stifle a small laugh and smile at him in a cute way.
– Yeah, but that means someone could see it and they'll know I'm dating the best man in the world. – he expressed softly, placing his hand on the opposite waist.
– That would be nice, they wouldn't flirt with you – He smile at him in the only way Martin know how to
– But they would also try to take you away from me.
– u’te vah a ser el único pajuerano al que mi corazón le va a pertenecer Jo . (you are going to be the only outsider to whom my heart will belong Jo) –his voice was low, but full of love and affirmation, the captain had gone dumb admiring him, softly music began to be heard, a slow song, apparently the two Scots and the Argentines had won, the melody was one of Presley's.
Wise men say
Only fools rush in
But I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay?
Would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you?
The Brit glanced inside and then looked at his lover, tucking the lock of hair that hid his eyes behind his ear, to smile at him, a silent question as he offered his gloved hand, his smile widening as he watched him place his hand on his own after putting out the cigarette, they both moved a little away from the railing, with one hand on the argento's waist, his lover's hand on his shoulder and their intertwined fingers, they started to move gently, to the rhythm of the music.
Like a river flows
Surely to the sea
Darling, so it goes
Some things are meant to be
There’s no words, no need for them, because with their looks said everything, how much they love each other, how much they worry about the future. Price was taller than Martin, by a fer centimetres, but he still had to bend down a bit to kiss his love's silky hair.
Take my hand
Take my whole life, too
For I can't help falling in love with you
They both felt the looks of four of their soldiers and how they smiled looking at them, happy with those little domestic moments that appeared when both teams got together. They liked to see them interact, how they looked at each other, how they cared for each other, how they both spoke each other's language fluently, the little acts of love they did, inside and outside the fire, the four of them watched as Price admired the Argentine under the moonlight.
-I want something like this. –Express Colibri, one of Ferrero's sergeants, receiving an "same" from the Scots and her partner.
Like a river flows
Surely to the sea
Darling, so it goes
Some things are meant to be
–I want to dance like this in our wedding.
He proposed in the middle of the dance, turning his sea around and attracting him again, provoking a tender and mischievous smile from the shortest, and the excitement in the spies in the kitchen, they felt that the proposal was coming.
–I don’t see a ring in my finger Jonh, I think you have to propose first to dance it. –His smile was big because of the anxiety of the conversation, his heart raced at the image of both of them dancing at their possible wedding with their family and friends looking on.
–You are absolutely right, love –He stops the dance, looking at him in the eyes, he grabs both of his hands and kisses them above the gloves –Let me marry you and make you happy.
– ¿Que? –he asked surprised and smiling, watching his love
Take my hand
Take my whole life, too
For I can't help falling in love with you
For I can't help falling in love with you
– What you heard honey, marry me, when we retire we can live in a house like this, far from the city, have dogs and horses, even children if you want, but let's have that life together and let me make you the happiest man in the world. – he spoke serious, but with hope in his voice, he observed his love's smile, how it broke into a nervous laugh and his eyes crystallized, he saw how he nodded.
–Yes I want, John, I want to marry you. – He laughed nervously as he drew his now fiancé into a kiss full of emotion and both crying, at the end of the song "La Resaka '' by Supermek2, causing laughter from both commanders and the anger of the Argentines.
–¡Wacho, rompieron el momento! (Dude, you broke the moment!) – The other sergeant exclaimed, looking at her partner, who had changed the song by the time the previous one ended.
– Me deprimía. (It depressed me)
– ¿Vos ves que me importa? (I look like i care?)
– De última pone algo que los británicos entiendan, pelotudo (At least, put something that the British understand, asshole)
– Congratulations Captain, Lieutenant. –While the Argentines were fighting with their partner, the twins approached their superiors to congratulate them.