A sweet walk

When Jake had finished taking a shower and Aibek who had already finished dressing as well as had made some delicious sandwiches was waiting for his Canadian friend, after all the black-eyed one still had to get dressed and he had to prepare some things to avoid accidents, both wore a very warm coat, boots, scarves, and mountaineering gloves, after all even if it was a forest there were risks due to the roots of the trees that protruded from the ground as well as giant stones that could climb to see the landscape, the reason For which the Canadian will also carry a backpack with some blankets and a camera, he wanted to save every moment they had together.

—Are you ready Bek?- He asked as he left the room and went to his side since the boy was ready with a backpack on his shoulder waiting for his friend.

—I'm more than ready Jake!- With a big smile they both came down from the treehouse in a calm way and when they touched the ground they knew it was a bit wet, they had to be very careful now that they were on the road, after all, they did not want an accident, since that would be not being in the next competitions.

They walked calmly, they could observe how the place put them in a unique calm, only that there was also a silence that could be scary but it was not like that, on the contrary, everything was going in peace until they came to a small path where there was a large stone and where they might be comfortable after all the place was designed to spend time alone with their partners, but for now, they were a couple of friends barely influenced in the world of love, but too little.

-Looks good! We can rest after walking a lot! - He mentioned as a proposal his friend Bek who nodded silently starting to climb that rock that seemed pleasant to him, he felt happy to see the place from above where they were.

-It's fun! Look, we can see everything from here! - Bek mentioned happily sitting down while he took out of his backpack a small notebook from the case that Jake had given him, he was happy about that although he started to draw his friend, after all now it was a new scenario, the big trees, your friend eating a sandwich, perfect for drawing.

In his mischief he let out a small laugh because he was already finishing the line, he only had to put shadows on it, although the Canadian had already eaten the sandwich, he had enough time to draw it doing that action.

—What are you doing naughty?- He asked, curious to see his gaze so lost or rather, so focused on his being, also because he saw that he was using the notebook that he had given him along with the case, he felt very happy about that.

—Drawing you ... is what I do, don't you like it?- Her voice sounded shaky as if she was afraid to know that the older one didn't like being drawn.

Jake suffered for the tenderness in which he saw the child so fearful and sweet that they made him sigh with charm but then he reacted since the expression of that sweet Kazakh had become terrified and scared that made him deny with real euphoria as he approached and drank your hands delicately.

—Honey ... Your hands are great and more when you draw, rather, when you draw me ... you are my everything! say! your drawings are my everything! —He seemed like an idiot talking but I hoped that he understood that there was nothing wrong with drawing him on the contrary, he loved being drawn by the child who wanted his room full of portraits of him made by the hands of his childhood love.

—Seriously Jake?- That surprised the boy who took more courage and smiled so much at his friend that he did not hesitate to hug him showing that portrait of him.

—It's so true!- He smiled softly thanking heaven for that charming hug that made him smile a little more so he silently saw the portrait, perhaps it would sound somewhat egocentric or very narcissistic but ... he looked very handsome in each portrait that he wished he had them hanging on the walls of his room.

—Jake ...- He whispered because now he felt more nervous as he felt like his talent for portraying the older man was emerging so naturally that it was a surprise.

While they both shared a warm hug, the child felt so hot on his face due to the shame that they made him blush more than he should, so he kept quietly hugging him.

"I don't know what souls are made of, but mine and yours are one."

—Emily Bronte

Jake understood that his soul was so complementary with Aibek's, with that beautiful being, so sweet that he did not want him to leave his side, he loved him so much to the point of making him feel happy making him sigh like a boy so, in love That Aibek noticed but ... no, he didn't think it was for love but another feeling.

-Aibek .... You are very sweet ...- He said without thinking at that moment as if his brain stopped working just to say nice things that made the Kazakh at his side shy, who looked like a little red tomato,

—A sweet being ...

More and more he began to say those words sweetly, it seemed so sweet that they made him smile because the sweet way of being of his opponent was like appreciating chocolate melting slowly and so beautiful that until a Canadian wanted to try this solo that she really refrained from kissing him.

-No, do not say that! I'm not sweet! And ... and I don't know how you said it! - More blushing I look at him but then he clung to him calmly, he looked really embarrassed but little by little he will calm down.

Aibek in his thoughts only denied being cute, he wanted to be attached to him but his thinking was negative, so much so that he silently thought clinging to his friend.

—Jake shouldn't say any of that ... no ... I'm not.- He whispered in a unique softness but embarrassed, he attached himself to him in a sweet and relaxing way.

-Of course, I can! I can tell! - He affirmed silently to the point of kissing her cheek with love only to make him fall sweetly.

-No! You can't do it! - He denied again trying to get away from his friend although the Canadian did not hesitate to squeeze him in his chest until he was hidden so that a big and charming smile of triumph could be shown on Jake's face for just winning the hug of Bek as well as having him hidden in his chest, was the best in the world and that would never change, he really needed to be the best man for Aibek, he really hoped to be the best man in addition to making him laugh like now that he was tickling him with his nose in the ear of the jet who writhed releasing her voice in a small and very sweet laugh.