Carlos
smiled at him. “But you love me anyway.” He leaned in again to kiss his
mouth happily. “Same here, Han… I’m glad to have you. And you do
deserve me, I promise. I’m here, after all.”
“I do love you.” Hancock smiled, a little spark running through him at his own words, it was still a little weird getting used to saying, even if it was true. “How do you know I haven’t just tricked you into thinking I deserve you, hmm? Either way, I ain’t lettin’ go, so I s’pose it doesn’t matter much anyway.”
Carlos just hugged Hancock. “No, it doesn’t,” he said. “I won’t let go either. You should know… I love you too. And I do think you are a beautiful person. One of the best out here.”
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