Time flew by and soon there were only five minutes left of the two hours Simon had before meeting up with Raphael.
He was still getting ready, checking his backpack for a second time now.
His money was there, same went for his precious camera. Of course, he had promised to show his family and his best friend Clary pictures when he was back.
Cell phone? Check. Sunblocker? Check.
But where were his sunglasses? He started to search through his backpack and to his displeasure he couldn't find them.
Frantically, Simon looked around only to find them on his bedside table right next to his alarm clock. Hurriedly he picked them up and tossed them into his bag.
Now he only had one minute left until he needed to be in the entrance hall. He most definitely would be late, what a great first impression that would make. Well, second impression, they had met at breakfast after all.
Simon practically ran out his room, nearly knocking down one of the cleaners.
Blushing brightly, he apologized mortified - "I am so so sorry... " - ,before he darted to the elevator.
Sometimes those horrible machines just took too long to get you to your destination; it truly felt like eternity to Simon.
He tapped his foot impatiently, checking his watch.
He already was two minutes late. What would the handsome stranger think of him?
Fortunately only thirty later, the lift stopped and he stepped into the entrance hall.
The young man began to search for Raphael, finding him leaning against a wall, next to the bar, drinking an espresso.
He walked over to him in a haste, embarrassed by his tardiness.
As soon as the other man saw him, Raphael smiled at him.
Simon immediately blushed a bit, excusing his lateness, though Raphael didn't seem to mind.
"No problem, at least you took long enough for me to drink my espresso. You can pay by the way if it makes you feel better." the man laughed.
"Of-of course I will pa-pay." Simon stuttered his reply.
Raphael looked quite surprised for a few seconds before he put his hand on Simon's shoulder and explained, amused "That was a joke, I already paid. Lighten up a bit." Raphael winked and let his fingers linger a little moment longer before he announced "Let's go!"
Simon managed to nod, feeling a bit lightheaded due to the touch.
He couldn't help but admit that he liked the feeling of those hands against him.
As they stepped outside, Raphael put on his sunglasses and began walking in the direction of small town's historic center.
Simon had a bit trouble keeping up with Raphael's fast and long strides.
The older man soon noticed, taking Simon's hand into his larger one almost immediately.
"Can't loose you in a crowded place like this one, right?" he said with a smirk.
Simon didn't even want to protest; his hand felt good in Raphael's and despite of how cheesy it sounded, they were quite soft.
They had spent the whole day together with Raphael explaining the city's unique history while pointing out the most popular sights to the younger man, whenever they passed them.
"How about some ice and a nice coffee, Simon?" Raphael asked having spotted an ice cream parlor close to them.
"Sounds great!" Simon grinned, "I just quickly need to use the bathroom."
They chose a small table with a nice view on the fountain which stood on the townsquare.
"I could order for us already, while you use the restroom?" Raphael asked, looking sheepishly at his date, " What would you like to have?"
Feeling a bit brave Simon replied in a simple statement.
"Surprise me." he said, before leaving in a fast pace.
By the time he got back, there already were two coffees waiting for them.
"What did you order?" Simon watched the older man curiously.
"I thought you wanted a surprise?" came back the retort.
"Uhm, Yeah right. I trust you here, then."
"You can always trust me." Raphael promised, taking Simon's hand, caressing it lightly for a few seconds.
"Is he flirting with me? But why would someone like him, flirt with me?" ,Simon asked himself, though before he could react to the gentle touch, their waiter arrived, placing a big fruity sundae onto their table.
"The tropical couple special for you two lovebirds." the waiter said with a wink, before once more leaving them alone.
"Uh.. You.. You.. took a couple special?" Simon asked, feeling himself blush one of too many times more today.
"It costs less and it looked delicious," Raphael replied, raising one of his perfect eyebrows, "Do you have a problem with it?"
Simon couldn't help but feel a little disappointed at the reasoning, not that he wanted to be with Raphael, what, never! "No, I mean great idea." he mumbled quietly, looking at the ice cream.
They ate in silence for a while before, just like in the morning, Simon had a spoon dangling in front of his face.
"Come on, try this, quickly, before I eat all of it. It tastes absolutely fantastic,."
Not really having another option, Simon let himself be fed by Raphael for the second time today and again, he was blushing like a idiot. " Ye-yeah you are right, it tastes amazing." he muttered and not really minding or even thinking about them not really being a couple or even friends, the two men soon started feeding each other.
Simon was easily distracted by how sexy Raphael looked whenever he wrapped his plumb, pink lips around the spoon.
Slowly it was dawning on him that he might have a tiny crush on the Mexican.
To his utter surprise he was not even freaked out, despite the fact that he was straight.
Well everybody got a gay thing, right? And they were on vacation so it wasn't as if they'd see each other again.
Above all that, Raphael certainly would not feel the same way. So why worry and freak out.
After they finished they split the bill and walked over to the fountain.
Raphael told him about the legend of a couple who married there against all odds. It was said, that whoever kissed their partner next to this magical fountain, would be happy together with them, forever though Simon didn't really find himself capable to listen.
He was concentrating on Raphael's hands which moved rapidly while talking, on how beautiful his his voice sounded, talking about such precious subjects.
Before he was able to register what he was doing, Simon lips were pressed against Raphael's, his hands holding onto his shirt tightly, as his skin started to tingle, butterflies rumbling in his stomach.
As soon as he realized what he was doing though, Simon immediately stepped away, panicked, his cheeks blushing red with shame.
"I-I am so so sorry... I shouldn't, I mean, I really shouldn't have.. Look, if you don't want to see me again I... I understand.. I mean..."
The young man was interrupted gracefully by Raphael who had pulled him towards him, their lips once more fitting together.
This was different than the kiss before. Raphael clearly knew what he was doing, his fingers tangling in Simon's hair, drawing out a quiet whine from the nerdy boy.
His other hand explored the male's surprisingly broad back, sliding lower until it finally landed on his ass, Raphael pulling him even closer, needing to feel him against him.
His tongue slid over Simon's bottom lip,begging for entrance, which he allowed eagerly with a rewarding moan.
They kissed passionately, only pulling away from each other when they were out of air.
"I guess we all need a little holiday fling, right?" Raphael thought himself before surging forward, once more claiming Simon's lips as his.