Trick or treat? Epilogue - Part III

Will

Lyn's screams startle me, I look toward the house, and it is still dark. I hurry my steps and arrive in front of the door. My hand touches the doorknob, I turn it, and it opens. I enter the house. I turn on the flashlight on my cell phone, look around hoping to find a light switch, and to my surprise I find one near the door, I touch it and the light goes on. I call out to my sister, but get no answer from her, my heart squeezes, and a slight chill passes through my stomach. I look around me, at what seems to be a small entrance hall. There is a large staircase with golden handrails, and in front of me a wide, glazed door. I open it, and once again look for a switch.

When I finally manage to find it, along with the glow of the lamp comes the surprise, the room appears to be a living room. Its white walls, a large chandelier in the center of the room, but there is not a single piece of furniture in the entire space. I begin to think that my sister might be fooling me, or worse, has been tricked. I shake my head in the negative, and call out to her once more.

— Lyn, what kind of joke is this? Just come out, it's not funny!

Just as I speak, something falls in another room of the house, from the sound of it it sounds like breaking glass, and the sound is coming from upstairs. I leave the room and return to the hall, I look up the stairs, my heart squeezes once more.

I climb step by step until I reach the top of the stairs. I turn on the flashlight on my cell phone and find myself in a long hallway. I walk attentively. I look everywhere, and something catches my attention, I perceive a luminosity coming from the end of the corridor. My heart races. I stop and remember that I haven't brought anything to defend myself, and at best it could be a dull joke from my sister, but what if it isn't Lyn?

Even though I am afraid, curiosity consumes me, and I decide to keep walking until I reach the door that is ajar. I open it further, and before I can put the light from my cell phone to brighten the space, I notice something different. There is a path made with small candles on the floor, and a sweet smell that spreads through the room. The space looks like a living room instead of a bedroom, and also has no furniture, but in front of me there is an open glass door, and a great luminosity coming from it, and rose petals scattered on the floor.

— Lyn, are you there? Come out, stop fooling around! Today is not Halloween, it's Valentine's Day!

Although, I always think what the characters do in horror movies is stupid, of one thing I am sure, curiosity is greater than fear. Following the same stupidity as the characters in horror movies, I walk to the brightness coming from the glazed door. Facing the door, I open it wide, close my eyes waiting for the worst.

— No need to be afraid! — a familiar voice draws me out of my bubble of fear.

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— Nate! What's happening? Where is Lyn?

— Stay calm! Lyn went home!

— I can't believe I fell for this? Oh, how I hate it! — I say, turning my back, anger consumes me. — Today is Valentine's Day, and you come up with this little trick that looks more like a horror movie?

I need to leave before I really have a serious discussion with him. I take a few steps, but Nate seems obstinate about not letting me go, holding my arm.

— Wait!

— Let me go!

— Please don't go! I need to talk to you! — he speaks in a sweet tone of voice, and I feel his body drawing closer to mine, and his breath on my neck.

— The idea of bringing you here was stupid, but I didn't have much choice, you didn't want to talk to me, or look at me. Oat gave me the idea, and Lyn agreed to help me too, and...

— As always it has to be your friend's finger, and my sister's! - I say, noticing that my tone of voice is less irritated, it seems that this is the reason for him to grab me by the waist. I feel his arms wrap around me, and it makes me a little disarmed, after all, it's been a while since I've smelled, kissed, or touched him, but I know I can't make it easy. - This is no joke to do, I could have had a seizure, been sick, and...

— I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you afraid, and much less angry with me. A soft touch that makes my body light up and I feel the need to touch him, and kiss him.

I thought I was in a horror movie, I was very distressed, and I thought something had happened to my sister, and...

— I'm sorry again, I was desperate to talk to you, to ask forgiveness for everything that has been happening, and for my stupid attitudes over the last few months, that I didn't even think of anything... - he speaks, and once again his mouth lightly kisses my neck, and I feel that I am going to crumble in front of him, and all that anger is dissipating, and at the same time, I realize that I am an idiot, after all, I was angry, and now, hearing his sweet voice, and a few kisses on my neck, I melt like a fool.

Oh, how angry!

Nate lets go of me, and continues to hold my hand, and I have an immense need to look at him, even though the brightness of the place is dim. I turn slowly, staring into his curious gaze, waiting for some reaction from me.

— Why did you say that in the live?

— Everything I said was with the intention to apologize to you, and to try to diminish the anger you are feeling, and...

— Just for that?

— No... Have you seen the whole live?

— No, just a few snippets, then I turned off my cell phone!

— Why?

— Because I didn't want to see you say you were dating Lily!

— So you didn't see the video I posted on social media either?

— What video?

— Let me show you!

He takes his cell phone out of his pocket, and then hands it to me. I press play, and there he is with the same presenter.

— So you have a special person who is not here in this studio? — she asks, and he shakes his head. — Is she famous?

— Yes, he is famous!

— Him? Is he a man? — she asks with admiration, while Nate smiles, and shakes his head once more. — Can you say his name?

— Unfortunately not, he doesn't know that I would take advantage of this live to finally expose that I am dating a man. You see, I have been hiding this for a long time, for fear of suffering from homophobia, and that it would hurt our career!

— Feel welcome, Nate! I am very happy that you decided to expose your sexuality here, and I am sure that your attitude will influence more famous people, or not famous people to do the same and stop feeling afraid, and our society to face more naturally a relationship that is not hetero!

The camera focuses on his face, and I notice that his eyes are watery, his nose is red, and I feel so proud of his attitude, I expected him to just not accept this fake dating story, but Nate had the courage to expose his sexuality, and that makes me very happy. I turn off my cell phone, hand it to him. He approaches me, takes one of his hands to my face, and strokes it lightly, and even in the dim light I can see the intensity of his gaze on me.

— You are very special to me, since I met you my life has changed completely in every way. Today, I am happier, more fulfilled personally and professionally, and this I owe to you, and to your, or better, to our love!

— I shouldn't give you any moral, you were an idiot, but you were very brave to come out, very brave indeed... I love you!

He laughs. I know that!

I hit his arm, and he laughs even harder.

— Don't flatter yourself!

— I don't think so!

— Yes, it is!

— I'm crazy about you, Will! — he exclaims, smiles and caresses my face once more, I can't resist, and instantly my lips touch his, and that feeling of home is back in me.

His arms squeeze me even tighter, I wrap mine around his neck, while my tongue meets his. All these days without any contact have made me sad and moody. His hands begin a pleasant play on my back, moving up and down my back, caressing me and making me want to surrender to the moment even more. Our kiss is hungry. I want to devour his mouth, and he wants the same, and his body gently pushes mine somewhere, until I feel the wall behind me. My body is pressed together in a way that I know where we will be in a few minutes, especially if we keep kissing like this, we will both be hard.

I stop the kiss, and push him away slightly, because Nate doesn't want to let go. I meet his confused gaze.

— What is it, love? Don't you want to?

— Of course I want to!

— So, what is the problem?

— Where will we do it? On the ground?

— Of course not!

— Another thing, whose house is this?

Relax... This room has nothing, but the one next door has a great bed, an amazing bathroom with a tub for a relaxing bath, and...

— Nate, answer my question... Whose house is this?

— I wanted to surprise you about this, but since I know you are a big curious person, I will have to tell you!

— So speak up!

— I bought it!

— What for? She is huge...

— It is an alternative for when we want to disappear for a few days, and also for our future!

— What do you mean our future?

— I don't plan on spending three hundred years dating, Will!

— What do you mean by that?

— So this house, as you have already noticed, is huge... It has many rooms, a sauna, a pool, and a small basketball court!

— And?

— In the future we can live here, build a family, dogs, cats and who knows... Children!

— Are you talking about marriage? Is that it, or did I misunderstand? — I ask, he smiles, and looks at me with a more serious look.

— As I said, I don't think about spending my whole life dating, I think about taking the next step, but of course it depends on you...

— Is that a marriage proposal?

Nate doesn't answer anything, just takes my hand, and walks towards the door, and leads me in with him. We leave the room, and enter another, he turns on the light and I see exactly what he told me he had, a large bed in the center, a large sliding door, and what looks like a balcony, he leads me to the bed. He lets go of my hand, sits down, and taps the bed, inviting me to do the same. I do as he asks, and stare at him.

— Remember when I asked you to go steady? — you ask, and I nod my head positively. — I was so nervous, even though I knew you would accept, because we both felt the same way. Now I'm more nervous because it's a very important step in our lives, and you know I'm not perfect, I'm too boring, I'm too stubborn, and...

Nate lowers his head, takes a deep breath, pulls a velvet box from his pocket, opens it, and inside is a pair of silver rings, with a gold detail in the middle, like a small stripe.

— So you want to be my husband? — he asks me, and my mouth opens and closes, I can't utter a word, tears are streaming down my face, and he lightly brushes his finger across my tears, but I'm not the only one who is crying, his eyes are also watering. — If you don't...

— Of course I want to! I don't know how we're going to do it, but I want to... I want to be your husband, Nate!

Every moment beside him is unique. The atmosphere of love so present in this room, made me see that I want to publicly assume what we live, and continue living by his side, but as his husband. In three years we have been through so much, we have deprived ourselves of assuming our relationship for the sake of our careers, even though we live in a country where the BL industry reigns absolute, both with the novels and in television and film productions, even so, it does not prevent prejudice from ceasing to exist.

I watch every detail of his face, and think about what it will be like if we assume our relationship, although Nate has left it implied in the live, and this has generated the most talked about subject, and has not pleased our manager who has called me numerous times for both, also do not know the reaction of some producers of the agency that takes care of our careers on TV, and sponsors. Would we lose the space that we have conquered in the media? How will the fans react? Would we have their support? Something tells me that it won't be easy, but if we are together, all of this can be lighter. The sound of Nate's cell phone takes me out of my thoughts, he reaches out to grab it, and as soon as he unlocks the screen, his expression changes completely.

— What is it?

— Same thing, P'Dan wanting to know where we are, plus a bunch of people asking where I am and what all that was about in the live...

— Will you answer?

— Not now, I just want to think about what we will do for our wedding, after all, there is a long process ahead, and there is one more thing...

— What?

— Since everyone wants an answer, I thought we could do a live broadcast to clear everything up once and for all, and if you want to assume our relationship, what do you think?

— I agree, I think we need to assume once and for all, I'm tired of pretending we are friends! After the live, we can think about our wedding, contact our lawyer, and see about all the procedures, since our civil wedding will not be here...

As soon as he hears what I say, a huge smile forms on his face, making my heart even lighter.

THE END