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Multi was excited; today was the day Mango and Aldo would hand over the car he had ordered.
On one hand, he was excited about the car, and on the other, about seeing the dark-haired guy—though, naturally, he tried to convince himself that the former was the main reason for his excitement.
Finally, Multi reappeared at the airport and walked until he spotted Mango in the distance.
Mango, hey—is Aldo around? 一 He tried not to sound desperate to see the dark-haired man, though Mango undoubtedly noticed. 一
But he decided not to make a big deal of it. 一 He's finishing up another car, but if you want, I can show you yours. Follow me. 一
Multi didn't say a word; he simply followed Mango until they reached a garage.
Inside sat a black pickup truck with green accents.
Multi admired and touched every part of the vehicle as if it were the most precious thing in the world.
No mames 一 Mango laughed at Multi's reaction. 一Thank you so much; it's absolutely gorgeous. I really don't know how to thank both of you.一
You should thank Aldo; he did most of the work.一 Multi blushed at the mention of him.
一Well, then I'll thank him when I see him.
I'd like you to see the inside of the truck so I can explain a few things 一 Mango said, sitting in the passenger seat while Multi took the seat on the other side.
Shortly after, Aldo arrived. They decided to take the truck out for its maiden voyage—and what better way to do that than by cruising the streets and causing a bit of chaos all over the city
Multi was in his laboratory, preparing DNA samples and analyzing chips.
I had arranged a meeting with Aldo in ten minutes, so he set his work aside and headed to the waystone; within seconds, Aldo was already there.
一What's up, Doc? What have you been working on?
Scientist stuff. Follow me; we need to discuss a few things, 一 Multi said, heading toward his office.
一And finally, Doctor, I want to give you something.
Really? What is it? 一 Multi leaned in, intrigued, watching as Aldo produced something from who-knows-where.
Aldo finally handed it over, revealing the object more clearly.
It was a gun—one powered by uranium—with an unmistakable video-game aesthetic.
Multi was absolutely delighted with the gift.
O kurwa Aldo, this is truly beautiful! 一 Multi couldn't stop looking at and touching the weapon; it was as if it had been made just for him.
And Aldo couldn't have been prouder of his choice.
It’s nothing; my ally deserves the best. 一 Multi felt his heart might burst with emotion. Multi sintió que su corazón iba a estallar de emoción.
Honestly, I don’t know how to thank you for everything you’ve done for me 一 Multi kept his gaze lowered before meeting the bronze-skinned man’s eyes.
Hmm, well... you could repay me with a kiss—limited-time offer, Doctor.一 Aldo finally stepped closer to Multi, closing the small gap between them.
To be honest, Multi didn't know whether to play along or not; after all, it was only a few weeks ago that he’d admitted to himself he liked Aldo, yet he was also afraid.
Afraid of falling in love, of letting himself go. What if the Dark Federation used Aldo to get to him? He couldn't bear the thought of something happening to someone important—especially not Aldo.
But despite everything, he hadn't allowed himself to be happy since arriving on the island; he always had to keep watch over something or someone, and something was always going on. It wasn't as if things were about to change, so—just this once...
Maybe he should just say "fuck it" and enjoy the moment. So, without another thought, Multi grabbed Aldo by the collar of his shirt and kissed him.
It was a desperate kiss, as if they had both been holding back for days.
The kiss ended too soon for Multi's liking; they locked eyes and simply went back to kissing for a couple of minutes.
Now, Aldo was pressing soft kisses against Multi's neck, breathing in what he considered to be an addictive scent.
A question crossed his mind; he hesitated to ask it, but Multi felt it was important. After sharing such an intimate moment and sensing that his feelings were reciprocated, he gathered his courage and asked 一Aldo, can I ask you a question?
Sure, go ahead, Doc. 一Aldo was still nuzzling Multi’s neck, though now he was caressing his waist as well.
What are we? 一 Multi noticed Aldo stop kissing, sniffing, and caressing him; he had gone literally motionless.
A few silent minutes passed—feeling eternal and suffocating to Multi—before Aldo finally spoke.
Honestly, I don't know, but... what would you like us to be? 一 Aldo resumed his caresses, making Multi blush.
I don't know... the idea of you being used to get to me, or something happening to you because of me, terrifies me. Besides, I don't know if it's the right time for a relationship—and above all, I don't know what to call what we have.— Multi caresse of the long hair of aldo
You know, we don't necessarily need a label; we can be whatever we want. Out there, we might have to be something specific, but here, we can be whatever we want—call it whatever we want. — Aldo looked him straight in the eye so he would know he was serious.
Multi felt his heart melting from the love Aldo was showing him; he took Aldo's hand, placed it against his cheek, and leaned into the touch. 一You're right. Maybe in the future we can put a label on us, but for now, we don't need one.
Aldo softened his gaze, placed his other hand on Multi's cheek, and drew him in until their lips met, sparking another round of kissing.
Truth be told, Multi had wanted to resist at first, but he knew he was only fooling himself; Aldo was right. So, he simply let those thoughts go—whatever happened later would be a problem for the future version of himself.