Carlos eventually did break the kiss, though he wasn’t quite ready to be away from Hancock. He hugged Hancock and nuzzled into his cheek.
“I’m so lucky to be here,” he murmured softly. “I’m not sure what I did to deserve a second chance, especially with someone I care about… but here I am. I’m… I’m so happy to be here, Hancock. I love you…”
Hancock was enjoying the moment, soaking in all the attention Carlos was willing to give him, but those last three words caught him off-guard. He froze, eyes widening and breath catching in his throat as he tried to process that and only succeeded in opening and closing his mouth a few times before sputtering out some kind of reply. “I–– you–– what? Really? Why? How….. how do you know?”
Carlos was confused by Hancock’s silence, and his breathing sounded weird. He pulled away to look at Hancock in confusion when the other spoke.
“You…” How did he know? That was… not what he was expecting as a response. “I just… know?” But then Carlos got a little worried – maybe he shouldn’t have said it. “I… do you really think I don’t know what it is?” he asked softly, his brow scrunched in concern.
The Perfect Scientist 