a/n: Guys, I'm not dead! Also, if you notice any problems with the Spanish that is in this chapter, please, for the love of whatever may be, tell me! That said, if it's not too much to ask, can you please check out this art piece? I need feedback, honestly. /d9ndrso
The next time he saw Flavio was at the hospital, and Flavio was visiting him. Alejandro's parents had left him alone to go and do whatever it is that they do (even Alejandro didn't really know), so he could talk to his boyfriend in peace. Conversation was painful, though, something about three broken ribs making it just a little hard to talk.
"He really did a number on you this time, didn't he," Flavio said more than asked, gently stroking Alejandro's cheek, "I wish I could have been there to stop him, to protect him, to do something about all this. Are you going to call the police yet? Please tell me you will. I don't want you hurting any more!" Alejandro sighed, and gently lifted up a hand to shush him.
"I'll be okay," he managed, now stroking Flavio's hair fondly. Flavio managed to give him a tiny smile, and snuck a kiss. The kiss was like music, both instruments playing different parts in perfect harmony, practised, familiar soothing. A perfect composition of two. They didn't break apart for many minutes, though it felt like moments.
Then they turned to the sky and resumed watching the stars through the skylight, waiting for a shooting star, a miracle. "If you could have any wish, what would it be?" Flavio asked, breaking the silence with his gentle voice.
Alejandro thought for a little while, before smiling, "I... would want to be by your side. Forever. Tú eres mi querido, mi corazón, mi todo." Flavio couldn't help but blush at the romantic words, especially when they came out of the mouth of someone who was so often withdrawn and silent about his thoughts.
The sweet moment was shattered like a childhood dream when Alejandro's father called out for him, screaming words that were more horrible and sickening than school lunches. With one last parting kiss, Alejandro left, but not forever. In his plans, it was only until he was eighteen, then he and Flavio would never be separated, he and his love would be together forever, and everything would be perfect.
If only plans worked every time.