All it took was One kiss

TK Strand x Carlos Reyes

Who's gonna tell us the stories, that our textbooks don't?
Tales of love that stay blurry, cause our courses won't
Ignore the way they're designed to erase the past

It had been less than a week and TK was dancing with a cute police officer their paramedic knew. Those eyes Carlos weren't straight. TK  knew better than anyone what those eyes meant. In the heart of Austin, Texas, the neon lights of the crowded bar flickered to the rhythm of an upbeat tune that filled the air. TK Strand and Carlos Reyes stood in the center of the dance floor, lost in the music that pulsed through their bodies. The sound of a gay anthem blared through the speakers, enveloping them in a sense of freedom and celebration. The music pulsed through the air like a heartbeat, setting the tone for a night of electrifying energy and unrestrained passion. TK, with his tousled brown hair catching the kaleidoscope of colours around him, exuded a magnetic aura that drew gazes like moths to a flame. His eyes, a deep shade of brown that sparkled with an infectious blend of mischief and joy, scanned the crowded dance floor with a sense of playful confidence.

To keep good intentions secret
To force a mask                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Too many handwritten letters
Signed to: "my dearest, with love"

TK's brown hair shimmered under the coloured lights, his brown eyes sparkling with joy and mischief. He moved with a fluid grace, his every movement filled with an effortless charm that drew all eyes towards him. Carlos, with his rugged good looks and smouldering gaze, matched TK's energy with a raw sensuality that was impossible to ignore. As he moved through the throng of bodies, TK's every step seemed choreographed by an unseen force, a fluid grace in his movements that made it impossible to look away. His slender frame seemed to glide effortlessly through the crowd, his presence commanding attention without him having to utter a single word. With each movement, a palpable tension crackled in the air, wrapping around them like a cocoon of desire. TK's movements were fluid and graceful, his passion evident in every step, while Carlos exuded a raw energy that ignited the space around him. Together, they moved as one, their bodies speaking a language of longing and unspoken emotions.                                              

All pulled from their papers ripped out as cover-up
To disguise endearment, as friendly notes
It doesn't take a scholar, to know how this one goes
Historians will call them                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Close friends, bеsties, roommates, colleagues
Anything but lovers
History hates lovers
Sidekicks, family, good pals, buddies
Anything but lovers
History hates lovers                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             

As the music reached a crescendo, TK and Carlos found themselves drawn together on the dance floor, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony to the beat of the music. With each movement, a palpable tension crackled in the air, an unspoken desire that hung between them like a shimmering veil. The world around them faded into a blur, the only focus being the electric pull that existed between TK and Carlos. At that moment, it was as if time stood still, their connection transcending the chaos of the club as they danced with a passion that bordered on the divine. As the night wore on, TK and Carlos found themselves drawn into a whirlwind of emotions, their interactions a dance of push and pull that kept them both on edge. The undeniable chemistry between them simmered just beneath the surface, a fire waiting to be unleashed.

Forty years of living together
Wearing the same wedding bands
Two kids and a golden retriever

As the night wore on, TK and Carlos found themselves entangled in a dance that went beyond mere physical movement. Each step, each touch was charged with a magnetic pull that neither could resist. The dance floor became their sacred space, a stage where their emotions played out in a symphony of desire and yearning. Their interactions were a delicate balance of push and pull, a dance of emotions that kept them both on edge. TK, with his enigmatic charm and vulnerable soul, complemented Carlos's fiery spirit and unwavering determination. Together, they were a force to be reckoned with, their chemistry undeniable and potent. The undeniable chemistry between them simmered just beneath the surface, a fire waiting to be unleashed. As the night drew to a close, TK and Carlos found themselves bathed in the afterglow of their dance, their hearts racing and their breaths intermingling in the shared space between them. 

"Just friends" don't live like that
They don't look at each other
With love in their eyes
With hopes to settle down for the rest of their lives 

It was as if the universe itself was holding its breath, waiting with bated anticipation for the decision that would tip the scales of their intertwined destinies. And then, in a movement almost imperceptible, TK took a tentative step forward, bridging the physical distance that separated them. The air crackled with tension as their gazes locked once more, each searching the other for answers, for truths that eluded words. In the dimly lit club, surrounded by a sea of strangers, TK and Carlos existed in a world of their own making. Their movements were a dance of emotions – a delicate balance of push and pull, desire and restraint. With each twirl and sway, they unravelled a little more, letting go of the walls they had built around themselves. And as they stepped away from each other, the connection between them still thrumming in the air, they knew that their dance was far from over. It was a story that had only just begun, a tale of love and longing that would unfold under the watchful gaze of the Austin night sky, where two souls had found each other in the most unexpected of places – a dance floor that had become their sacred space.