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”That’s Saturn and the black one is Diamond”, the woman tells him, and gives Paul some carrot pieces he can feed to the alpacas. He is keeping his palm open, laughing when the animals’ mouth tickle his skin. Franco briefly rests his hand on Paul’s waist, and walks closer to a white alpaca, Bow, she had been introduced, offering her some carrot too.
They spend some time petting the alpacas, and taking photos before moving forward and visiting the curious kittens and their mom in their shadowy house, where they have a comfortable nest, and space to move around, and explore the world. Franco sits down, a sleepy black kitten resting in his lap, and Paul’s heart hurts in the best ways.
He knows sex, but isn’t the most experienced at dating. It had been going well though. On Tuesday during their call Franco had asked if he was free for a surprise date on Saturday. Paul had said yes, and at nine am Franco had called from the door of his apartment building, ready to pick him up. It’s only about wanting to spend time together. No need to outdo himself.
The last stop are the mini ponies. They have small figures, thick manes, and the sweetest faces. Paul crouches down next to one of the ponies, Wilbur. He is dark brown and friendly, liking his hand petting the pony’s neck and side. For a while Paul lets his eyes close. He is grateful for summer, and for having other sweet dates with Franco coming.
When he is getting up, Franco has his phone out, and he is giving Paul the loveliest smile. ”Couldn’t resist snapping a photo of my sweetheart.”
”I don’t mind at all.” He is relaxed after meeting the animals, and allows Franco take his hand, and lead Paul to the small café. At the counter he is taking his wallet out, but the other man puts a hand on his wrist. ”You can pay at our next date.”
They get salads and drinks, Paul heading to one of the window tables.
It has only been weeks. Calling his former good friend and fuck buddy Franco Colapinto his boyfriend is new, but Paul doesn’t mind this new, or the sweet butterflies he gets when Franco smiles like right now, his whole handsome face honest and unguarded.
”Have you been having fun?”
”I am. Thank you for bringing me here.”
”I want you to have a souvenir too.”
Paul watches him walking around the tiny souvenir shop, and talking to the girl behind the counter. Soon he is returning, carrying a fluffy, adorable alpaca stuffed toy.
You shouldn’t have is definitely on his tongue, but Paul swallows the words. Franco is trying to do a nice thing here, and he should smile prettily, and say thank you. It’s not the moment to be over-polite.
”Thank you so much, babe.”
”You are welcome”, Franco tells him, sitting back down, ”I’m happy to be here, and expect these moments with you.” He has had Franco riding his dick, but they haven’t had a movie date yet. Franco is right, and Paul shares his joy.