Elian leaned forward, forehead pressing against Izan's, their breaths mingling in a shared warmth. Time seemed to stretch, each second an eternity as they stayed like that, cocooned in their own world, the outside fading away.
Elian's heart was full, emotions swelling as he took in every detail of Izan's face, the softness of his eyes, the way his gaze lingered as if he, too, couldn't look away. Slowly, Elian closed the distance between them, their lips meeting in a kiss so tender it made his heart ache. It wasn't just a kiss; it was a moment of hope and trust, of everything he thought he'd lost but was now finally within reach.
Izan wrapped his arms around him, holding him as if to shield him from the doubts and shadows that lingered in the corners of his mind.
