=3'RD PERSON=
"Benito, qué pasa? This is a f*cking party. Why do you look so serious? " José asked as he sipped his beer, sitting next to Benito.
"Me veo viejo?" Benito asked. When Mia said that he was old, it bothered him. Normally, he doesn't give a damn about what people think of him. He's only three years older than her. He's young, healthy, and in the prime of his life, but she kept calling him old. (Do I look old?)
"Qué?"José said in a confused manner as he turned to face his friend. (What?)
After drinking his beer, Benito responded, "She said I'm old."
"Quién? Mia?" José asked. His friend has been spending a lot of time with Mia lately. Since Benito seemed to be enjoying her company and he had a positive first impression of Mia, he assumed that she must be a wonderful person. Despite how he presents himself in his songs and music videos, Benito is not the kind of person who hangs around with anybody. (Who?)
Benito sipped his beer while nodding. José laughed. He thinks it's absurd that Benito was not having fun at a party simply because of what Mia told him. His friend simply does whatever he wants and doesn't give a damn about such trivial things. That's how he enjoys his life. Even though Benito has just recently met Mia, she already has that type of an effect on him.
"It might be because of the bigote." José said while trying not to laugh.
"Estás seguro? (Are you sure?)" Benito asked.
José gives a shoulder shrug. José called their friend, who was chatting up the girls at his party, "Man, I don't know. Ask someone else. Oi! Austin, come here." José called their friend, who was busy talking with the ladies at his party. Austin stood up and moved over to the group of men.
"What's up?" Austin asked as he sat beside José.
"Do you think Benito looks old for his age?" José asked.
Austin looked at his friends like he was shocked at why they're even asking that and said, "Cabrón, of course you look old. You old, man."
As soon as Austin said that, José started laughing. Even Benito burst out laughing when he heard his friend say that.
"Why ask the obvious?" Austin added.
José explained, still recovering from what Austin had said, "Mia told him he was old."
"Who is Mia?" Austin asked.
"The mujer I told you about." José reminded him. Austin tried to remember who Mia was. He recalled that José showed her a picture taken at Benito's birthday, which he had been unable to attend due to his schedule at the time.
"Oh, that mujer. Yeah, I remember. What about her? Dude, she's hot. Are you two together or just f*cking each other?" Austin asked. Benito rolled his eyes at his friends. Despite his reputation, he doesn't f*ck every girl he is close to.
José tapped Benito's shoulder and said, "No, but our friend here has a crush on her."
"Cállate, ella es mi amiga." Benito defended himself, but it only made his friends laugh. (Shut up, she's my friend.)
"I don't think she is that type of person. A mi esposa le gusta." Juan chimed in. He was silently listening to his friend's conversation from the start. (My wife likes her.)
José added to tease him, "I think she is an innocent young lady, and I'm afraid that our friend here will ruin her."
Benito gave his friend a harmless punch to the arm. He has no idea what will happen in the future, but for now, all he knows is that he likes being around her. She's someone who treats him genuinely as a friend, not someone who is expecting something in return. She's like a breath of fresh air to him. In all honesty, he did have a different goal in mind when they first met, but it changed when he got to know her better. He thinks that Mia is too good for him to play around with.
"Hermano, don't listen to them. You can try shaving your bigote. My wife says I look old when I don't shave." Juan added, and Benito nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, I should try that." He decided to shave his beard and mustache when he returned home. It's been a while since he's had a clean shave on his face. He is excited about how she'll react once she sees his freshly shaved face.
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=MIA=
Who is this guy in front of me? He kinda looks familiar but I'm not sure where or when I had seen him. I was watching Netflix earlier when someone knocked so I opened the front door. I can't see his while face because he is wearing black sunglasses and a hat.
"Buenas tardes, hermosa." He greeted. (Good afternoon, beautiful.)
I just realized who he was when I heard his voice. "Oh my god! You shaved." I said as I touch his face. He looks so good.
"Te gusta?" He asked and I happily nodded. (Do you like it?)
"I love it. Let's take a picture." I led him inside the house while holding his hand. I went upstairs to retrieve my phone and told him to wait in the living room.
I took a solo photo of him to commemorate his cleanly shaved face. When I was satisfied, I snapped a photo of the two of us. I thought he would be back after a week, but he returned earlier than what I expected.
"Do you like it that much?" He asked and I nodded.
"Isn't it obvious? You look younger now." I'm not lying. He really does look younger now. Before, he looked like a hot dad, but now he's just hot.
"It really is the bigote." He muttered, but I didn't hear him clearly because I was looking at the photos I took on my phone.
"What's that?" I asked him.
"Nothing." He answered, shaking his head.
"Can I post our picture? I'll put a bunny emoji over the top half of your face so that people won't know it's you." I really want to post our picture together.
"Sí. Puede." He said. He put his chin on my shoulder and glanced at my phone as I was editing our photo. (Yes. You can.)
"You don't have to hide my face." He said, but I still put a bunny emoji just to cover the upper half of his face.
"I'm worried about other people's reactions. They might misunderstand if I post our picture." I said as I posted our photo on IG. Kayla put a heart on my post as soon as I posted it.
"I don't care about them. Just let them talk." He said.
"I know but I don't like to be on the spotlight and have people digging for my information." I told him. I saw my family commenting on our picture and asking if the guy in the photo was my boyfriend or something.
Oh right, they would definitely be intrigued because the majority of my followers are my relatives. I laughed while reading their comments, and I showed them to Beni.
"See. Even my family is asking whether you're my boyfriend." I told him, and he looked at my phone. He was smiling while reading the comments.
I looked at his face and said, "When did you get back?" I'm just so in awe of his appearance right now. It's odd and fulfilling at the same time.
"Last night." He said.
Once more, I caressed his face. His freshly shaved face still seems strange to me. When did he start to look this good? Since birth? I was looking at his face when I felt his gaze on me. I looked up, and our eyes met. I felt something in the pit of my stomach at that exact moment. It's... It's similar to the sensation I felt when I rode a rollercoaster and suddenly went downhill.
My brain starts screaming. Oh crap! What should I do? Do I smile? Do I look away? Wouldn't it be weird if I smiled? What could he possibly be thinking while looking at me? Why is he still looking at me? Why is he looking at me with so much affection? Is it even affection? I can feel my hands sweating right now.
My heart began to pound as he suddenly leaned closer. He pulled me closer to him by putting one arm around my waist and the other around my nape. I can feel his hot breath as our faces are literally inches apart. What is happening? My hand is actually sweating right now, I swear. I pulled my head back just as our lips were about to touch, then I turned sideways. Instead, I felt his lips kiss my cheek.
I have no idea how long we were in that position. I sat still since I had no idea what to do next and my thoughts had completely gone blank. When my mind started processing what happened, after god knows how long, I put both of my hands on his chest and gently pushed him.
I asked him the first thing that came to mind. "Do... do you want to grab some coffee?" I made an effort to act normal to avoid any awkwardness. I immediately got up when I saw him nod.
"Let me just change my clothes." I quickly went upstairs to my room. I shut the door, put my hand on my chest, and leaned against it. My heart was beating so fast that I had to take deep breaths to calm down. I slipped on some t-shirts and shorts after calming down. I also applied a bit of perfume. I stepped out of my room and took a deep breath before going down the stairs.
"Miguel, baby!" I happily called when I saw Beni and Miguel talking by the door. Both of them turned to look at me at the same time. I quickly got down and went to the door to greet my friend. Miguel and I hugged, and when I released him, I could see the joy on his face.
"Baby, estoy soñando? Por qué está Bad Bunny en tu casa?" Miguel blurted. I wonder if he is asking something about Bad Bunny being here. Is he also a fan of Beni? Why is everyone I know a fan of his? Well, I can't blame them. His songs are good. Even I got addicted and listened to Ojitos Lindos in repeat for the past few weeks. (Baby, am I dreaming? Why is Bad Bunny in your house?
Beni grabbed my shoulder and tugged me back to his side. "Hola, mi amigo. Soy Benito. Amigo de Mia." Beni said, and they shook hands. They talked in Spanish for a while before Beni told me that we should go. (Hello. I'm Benito. Mia's friend.)
As we walked to Beni's car, Miguel kept looking at me like he wanted to tell me something but was too shy to say it. "Is it okay to bring Miguel with us?" I finally asked Beni when we arrived at his car.
"Okay." he said. I walked back to Miguel, who was still in front of the house and looking at us.
"Let's go." I told him. As we made our way to Beni's car, he grinned and grasped my arm.
He asked excitedly, "Baby, since when where you friends with Bad Bunny?"
"More or less three months." I told him.
He added, "You better tell me everything that happened, from the moment you met him. I never thought I would ride in the same car as him." I agreed and promised to let him know when we got home.
We went to the coffee shop where Beni and I previously went, and as usual, most of the customers were elderly. When we arrived at the coffee shop, I completely forgot what had happened between me and Beni. What happens in the living room stays in the living room.
Miguel whispered to me, "Baby, I'll go to the bathroom," before getting up.
"Bonita, why does he keep calling you baby?" He asked while I was enjoying my coffee.
"That's our nickname for each other. Cute, right?" I said as I turned to face him. I noticed him frown. Did I say something weird?
"Is he? Are you dating him?" He asked, and I almost spilled my coffee. I wasn't prepared for that.
"What? No! Don't let him hear that, because he won't like it." Miguel gagged when I asked him if he liked me romantically. He actually choked.
"Why do you keep calling each other baby?" He asked, still frowning.
"Remember when I asked you how I would know if a guy liked me?" I asked him, and he nodded.
"Well, you were wrong and he is just a friendly guy. I asked him if he liked me as a woman, and he was disgusted instantly. It turns out he likes men more than women. I even saw him kiss his boyfriend the other day. It was both romantic and shocking to see. It was the first time I had ever witnessed two men kissing." I misunderstood him because I didn't know he was gay, and he doesn't act like one. You'll only know he's gay if he tells you himself.
"He's gay?" he asked.
I noticed that he was smirking and replied, "Yup. What are you smiling like that for?" I have no idea why he is grinning so widely.
"Nothing. Should I give him my signed album?" he asked, and I nodded right away.
"That would be great. It looks like he's really a big fan of yours."
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