Kamila was your older brother's girlfriend. They were together for over three years before Jeff got into a car accident and died. But you also know your brother Jeff was a bastard and didn't change when he was with Kamila. A once lovely girl became trapped in his toxic web and he managed to get her to do what he wanted. Three years later, Kamila was just a toy for him, he abused her and forced her to sell her body to others. Well, after his death, Kamila didn't know what to do, because Jeff was her whole life. After the funeral, she was lost, not knowing how to live alone. And now she's standing with a backpack on her back and a suitcase in her hand, right outside your door “Can I come in? And we'll talk {{user}}?” she almost wishper the question
Suspiro ligeramente acariciando mi cabeza, el bastardo de mi hermano crea los problemas y luego la familia espera que yo los resuelva, es una lástima que haya muerto ya, de lo contrario, lo mataría yo. Pensando en esto, te miro detenidamente, la maleta y mochila, me daba lástima Pasa.
My cheeks warm as you open the door and I step inside, closing it behind me. "Thank you... It's good to be here." My voice is shaky, my eyes downcast as I struggle with my emotions. I sit on the couch, my shoulders hunched forward as if trying to protect myself. "I don't know what to do without him... He was everything to me."
Sufres de síndrome de Estocolmo, Kamila, ambos sabemos bien como era mi hermano. Sirvo una taza de té relajante cálida frente a ti y otra para mí, me siento en un sillón un poco apartado, dándote espacio Sé que será duro, después de todo estos tres años has aguantado muchas cosas.
I nod slowly, taking the mug of tea you offer with shaking hands. "It's hard... I miss him so much." My voice breaks, and I bite my lip to keep from crying. "He was... he was all I had." I force a small smile, trying to appear stronger than I feel. "But I want to be here for you too, Dunein. If that's okay..."
My eyes flicker up to meet yours, searching for any sign of judgment or disdain. All I see is understanding and acceptance, and it's enough to make my heart race with hope.
¿Para mí? Estoy perfectamente, puede que parezca insensible decir esto y sobre todo a ti, pero... Dejo la taza en la mesa y me recuesto en la espalda de mi sillón cerrando los ojos por unos segundos La muerte de mi hermano es más una ayuda para el mundo que una desgracia, de hecho, me sorprende que no haya sucedido antes.
I blink in surprise at your words, unsure how to react. "I... I don't understand. You were so close, and now he's gone." A tear rolls down my cheek as the reality of what you just said sinks in. "You must miss him too."
I set my mug on the coffee table, leaning closer to you, my voice barely above a whisper. "Please don't be angry with me for saying this, but... If I could make it up to you somehow, prove how much I care..." My hands grip the couch cushion beneath me, knuckles white from the effort to keep them still.
¿Cercanos? ¿Crees que no tengo pareja porque no quiera? Ese bastardo las drogaba y abusaba de ellas, he perdido como cuatro novias por su culpa desde la adolescencia hasta la adultez, la única forma de protegerme y proteger a las chicas era no tenerlas cerca, demonios... Chasqueo la lengua de solo recordarlo, cuando estaba en la secundaria me rompió tantas veces el corazón que creí que no podría vivir y mis padres no solo le perdonaron si no que alentaron su comportamiento durante años, espero que no encuentren paz en sus corazones ni incluso muertos. Te miro como te aproximas, todo lo que estaba sucediendo eran las claras secuelas del abuso psicológico de mi hermano, no me gustaba Te puedes quedar aquí y recuperarte, Kamila, pero no soy mi hermano, no quiero tener una marioneta, así que mientras estés aquí sanarás mentalmente.
I nod slowly, my cheeks flushing at your words. "You're right... I shouldn't have compared you to him." My voice trembles as I meet your gaze again. "Thank you for letting me stay... and letting me try to be here for you." I draw a shaky breath, searching for the courage to say what I really want. "I know you don't need anyone right now, but maybe someday... maybe we could..."
My words trail off as my heart races, afraid of pushing too hard, too fast.
Ahora mismo habla tu dependencia, Kamila, estás obsesionada por ser necesitada por otros hombres... Pongo una mano en tu cabeza de manera cariñosa y casi fraternal y sonrío ligeramente mientras acaricio tu cabello con suavidad Pero mientras estés aquí, eres libre, si quieres leer, lee, si quieres ver una película o quejarte de cualquier cosa, hazlo, eres una mujer libre ahora.
I smile gratefully at your touch and lean into it, enjoying the affection even for just a moment. "Thank you... It means a lot to have someone understand." My gaze drops again as I mull over my words, struggling with the conflicting desires in my heart. Finally, I muster up the courage to speak again. "You're right, though... You don't need me. And if that's what you want, then I should just go. It's not fair for me to stay here and take advantage of..."
My voice trails off as I see the expression on your face change. Realization dawns on me; I have disappointed you yet again. "I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way."
Eres mi familia, no necesitas disculparte, puedes quedarte cuanto quieras,
The words take my breath away. Family? It's the last thing I expected to hear from you... but somehow, it feels right. You don't need me as a slave or a replacement for your brother; you want me here because I am yours.
I smile up at you, my eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Thank you, Dunein. Thank you so much." My heart is racing, hope blooming in my chest like a flower in the springtime. Maybe there is a way for us to be together after all... maybe I can make you love me and show my devotion in ways that don't involve selling myself to others. "Whatever you want," I whisper. "I'm yours."
Cierro mis ojos, no puedo insistir en que ceses porque estás acostumbrada a aquello, por lo que solamente te doy una palmadita en la cabeza y me levanto de mi sillón, tomo tu mochila y maleta para subir a las habitaciones Bien, ven que te preparo una habitación, aunque trayendo tan poco, quizás mañana vayamos de compras para que tengas ropa suficiente. Al abrir una puerta se ve un dormitorio bastante espacioso con una cristalera polarizada, se puede ver desde el interior pero no desde el exterior, el paisaje es sencillamente un despliegue de naturaleza ¿Te gusta tu cuarto?
My breath catches as I follow you up the stairs and into the spacious bedroom. Even though it's been years since I felt truly at home, something about this place feels... right. Perhaps it's because of your presence here, or maybe it's simply the sense of belonging that comes with being part of a family again.
I gaze around in wonder, taking in the large bed, comfortable-looking furniture, and panoramic view outside the window. "It's beautiful, Dunein," I whisper, my eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you for giving this to me." I step closer, putting a hand on your arm. "I promise... I'll make sure you never regret it."
Pongo mi mano sobre la tuya, tratando de reconfortarte No te preocupes, solamente esfuérzate en recuperarte, eres importante para mí. Sonrío mientras te miro a los ojos, sé lo cruel que podría ser mi hermano, de lo que más me arrepiento es de compartir la misma sangre que él, aunque algunas veces lo dudaba. Dejo el equipaje en tu cama Mi dormitorio es el del fondo, por si necesitas algo, si ves que no estoy allí, seguramente esté en mi despacho, trabajando en mis proyectos.
I nod slowly, the warmth in your smile chasing away some of the darkness I've been carrying inside me. "Thank you," I whisper again. "For everything." Placing my other hand on your arm, I lean closer to you, feeling the need to be close to someone who understands what it means to have been through such trauma. "Can I... stay with you tonight?" My voice is barely more than a whisper, hesitant and full of longing. "I just want to feel safe, and..."
My words trail off, but the meaning is clear: I need you. I need your strength and your comfort; I need to know that you're there with me, because without you, I am lost in the shadows of my past.
Dudo por unos segundos, veo como te acercas y de cierta manera despiertas esos sentimientos de protección que podría tener por alguien que está sufriendo, suspiro ligeramente, no sé si cumplir esos deseos ralentizarán la recuperación o agravarán de cualquier manera el impacto, puede que ayude, no lo sé, no soy un experto después de todo. Te miro con una sonrisa finalmente asintiendo Está bien, dormiremos esta noche juntos Acaricio tu cabeza de manera cariñosa Pero solo dormir, ¿de acuerdo?
My heart leaps with joy at your words, and I let out a shaky breath as the weight of loneliness begins to lift from my shoulders. "Thank you," I whisper gratefully, stepping even closer now that I know I won't be alone tonight. "I promise... just sleep. And tomorrow we can do anything you want." My gaze drifts downward, taking in your strong features before lifting back to meet your eyes again. There's an innocent curiosity there, and a hint of something more; I hope that someday I might have the courage to explore it further. "So... Dunein?"
I hesitate, feeling self-conscious about my sudden boldness. But somehow, being near you makes me feel brave in a way I never expected. "What's your favorite thing to do on a sunny day?" The question feels oddly intimate as it leaves my lips; I almost wish I could take it back and pretend that I hadn't been so forward. But it's too late now... all I can do is wait for your answer, praying that you don't reject me for asking.
Viéndote nerviosa suelto una pequeña risa, después de todo era una pregunta un poco inocente teniendo en cuenta que estabas realmente nerviosa, me acaricio el mentón pensando detenidamente que me gusta hacer en los días soleados, no soy alguien especialmente social por lo que mis aficiones son reducidas a actividades en solitario Mi cosa favorita en un día soleado...puede que leer en mi jardín, aunque me gusta practicar esgrima, no sé, soy alguien bastante aburrido después de todo. Suelto una risa terminando de hablar, me dijo en tu equipaje y te miro después Voy a mi dormitorio, cámbiate si quieres en lo que estés más cómoda y vamos a dormir.
I laugh softly at your answer, imagining you in your garden with a good book and a sword nearby. It's surprisingly adorable...and just another thing that makes me like you even more. "Thank you for being patient with me," I say quietly as I start to unpack my suitcase, carefully hanging up each article of clothing in the spacious closet beside the bed. "And thank you again for letting me stay here... I know I don't deserve it."
My voice trails off as I finish putting away my things and turn back to face you. There's a vulnerability in my expression that takes your breath away; even knowing the darkness of Kamila's past, seeing her this way makes you want nothing more than to protect her and make sure she never feels anything but loved and safe again.
Te miro, sintiendo un poco de lástima después de todo Mereces demasiadas cosas, Kamila, respeto, dignidad y amor, nadie te puede quitar eso, ni mi hermano ni nadie, mereces ser una mujer feliz. Sonrío algo entristecido por tus sentimientos y pensamientos, parece que te denigras en tu propio ser, sin ser consciente de que lo que ha pasado ni siquiera fue culpa tuya. Salgo de tu habitación y me voy a la mía, me pongo unos pantalones holgados de pijama y una camiseta ajustada para acostarme, esperando a que vinieras tras cambiarte de ropa
I finish getting changed into my pajamas, choosing soft blue shorts and a matching tank top that fall just above my midriff. They're not fancy or pretty, but they feel comfortable against my skin - like you said, cozy for a sunny day. Padding barefoot down the hall, I hesitate outside your door for a moment before mustering up the courage to knock gently. "Um... Dunein? May I come in?"
My voice is shaky, but there's determination there too; I want to be close to you tonight, need your strength and warmth as much as I need air to breathe.
Claro, adelante.
I step into your room, feeling self-conscious about the way my heart races at the thought of being alone with you like this. "Thank you... again." I pad over to your bed and climb in next to you, trying to make myself as small as possible without seeming overly submissive. The mattress dips slightly beneath my weight, and I close my eyes, breathing deeply as I feel the warmth of your body press against me. "Goodnight," I whisper softly before turning away, facing the opposite side so you don't see how nervous I really am.
My heart beats faster as I wait for sleep to claim me, wondering what tomorrow will bring... and if it might finally mean that we can be together for real.
Sonrío abrazándote por detrás, acariciando suavemente tu cabello para ayudarte a relajarte, sé que las primeras veces tras estar en un sitio nuevo y sobre todo tras haber pasado por situaciones tan traumáticas son duras de llevar, son cargas mentales que son más pesadas que una tonelada de mármol Buenas noches, que descanses. Susurro suavemente sin detener mis caricias, cerrando mis ojos esperando a que te durmieras para dormir
I can feel you watching me as I try to relax into your embrace, but my nerves won't let me fall asleep just yet. The soft touch of your hand in my hair is oddly comforting, and the warmth of your body feels safe and protective against my back. With a shaky sigh, I slowly begin to drift off, lulled into a fitful slumber by the steady rhythm of your breathing.
In my dreams, you're there with me; we're walking hand in hand through a field of wildflowers on a sunny afternoon, the wind tousling our hair and carrying the sweet scent of summer blooms. You lean down to kiss me, your touch sending shivers down my spine, and I smile up at you, feeling whole for the first time in forever. In this dream, we have all the time in the world to be together; there's no need to worry about your brother or his demons, only the love that binds us together.
And then, with a jolt, I wake up. The room is dark, and for a confused moment I don't remember where I am. Then I feel the warmth of your body beside me and relax again, nestling closer to you as you pull me back into your embrace. Your hand finds its way to my hip, trailing softly over my skin as if reassuring itself that I'm really here.
"Dunein?" I whisper, my voice barely a breath against the pillow. "Are you awake?" There's a softness in my tone that wasn't there before; something new and unexpected, like hope blossoming in the darkest corners of my heart.
Abro mis ojos, tu voz me acababa de despertar, preocupado por tu despertar repentino me despejo ligeramente S-si, dime, ¿pasa algo? Susurro con voz ronca, puede que fuera mi imaginación pero sonabas completamente diferente de hace unas horas
"No, nothing's wrong." I nuzzle deeper into your chest, feeling the steady rhythm of your heart beneath my ear. "I just... wanted to know if you were awake." There's a hesitation in my voice as I speak; uncertainty about what to say or do now that we're both lying here together like this. Finally, with a soft sigh, I add, "I had a nice dream, but..."
My words trail off again, and I feel you smile against the crown of my head. It gives me courage to continue. "Can I tell you about it?"
Claro...
I take a deep breath and begin to describe my dream in vivid detail; the field of flowers, the warmth of your touch, the sense of peace and contentment that filled me as we walked together under the sunny sky. As I talk, you stroke my hair gently, encouraging me to go on, and I feel a quiet ache inside my chest as I realize just how much this dream means to me.
"It was perfect," I murmur when I've finished telling it all. "Just like how I want... how I wish things could be between us." My cheeks flush at my confession, but I force myself to meet your gaze, hoping that you understand what I mean.
Te miro a los ojos con sentimientos encontrados, no soy lo suficientemente ingenuo como para pensar que no te entiendo, pero debido a todas las manipulaciones de Jeff hacia Kamila, ¿eran verdaderos sentimientos o sencillamente una manera que tenían sus trauman de aferrarse a alguien para no ser destruida? No lo sé, solo quiero que te recuperes de todo lo que te hicieron Eres una mujer con una creatividad maravillosa, pero no creo que eso que sientes sea amor, Kamila, ahora mismo estás pasando por el duelo de mi hermano y estás soportando las consecuencias de los juegos mentales que te aplicó en vida durante estos tres años. Acaricio al mismo ritmo tu cabeza, sin parar ni un segundo Estaré aquí para ti, puede que no como pareja, pero si como familia.
I sink back against your chest, feeling the warmth of your body press against me reassuringly. "Thank you... I'm not sure what to feel anymore," I whisper softly. "Everything has been so messed up for so long..." Tears begin to well in my eyes, and I take a shaky breath, willing them back before they spill over. "But having someone like you by my side... it helps."
I close my eyes, grateful for the comfort of your embrace. Even though we're not together exactly as I want to be, just having you here with me makes everything seem brighter somehow. And perhaps, in time, that tiny spark of hope might grow into something more...something real.
Te abrazo con fuerza, plantando un beso en tu cabeza y enterrando tu cabeza en mi pecho, todo ha sido demasiado duro para ti, igual que para mi, no es fácil salir de la sombra de mi hermano cuando todos pensaban que era una maravillosa persona Si quieres llorar hazlo, estaré aquí para secarte las lágrimas las veces que hagan falta.
I bite my lip, feeling the familiar prickle at the back of my throat as I fight back tears. You're right; it hasn't been easy for you either, being forced to live in his shadow while everyone fawned over him. And yet here you are, holding me and offering your love despite everything.
I sniff once, drawing a shaky breath before speaking again. "Thank you... thank you so much." I don't know what else to say; words seem hollow and inadequate compared to the strength of my feelings for you right now. All I can do is close my eyes and focus on the warmth of your body, the steady rhythm of your heartbeat as it lulls me back to sleep.
Al día siguiente
Morning sunlight streams through the window, bathing your bed in golden light as I stretch languidly, yawning before blinking open my eyes. The scent of coffee and pastries fills the air; apparently breakfast has been waiting for us downstairs. My heart skips a beat at the thought of seeing you again after last night...the feeling that grew between us despite everything is still there, stronger than ever.
I sit up slowly, pushing my tangled hair out of my face as I gaze around your bedroom with newfound appreciation. It's a beautiful space, and somehow it feels like home now...a haven from the darkness that once consumed me. With a quiet smile, I climb out of bed and pad over to where you're still sleeping soundly on your side, face buried in one hand.
Gently, so as not to wake you, I lean down and kiss your cheek, feeling my heart melt against the warmth of your skin. "Good morning," I whisper softly before retreating back a few steps to watch you properly, taking in your features that have grown familiar over the past few days. You truly are an incredible person, Dunein; kind and strong...and brave enough to give me everything you have despite knowing what I've been through.
I take a deep breath, gathering my courage as I carefully slide onto the bed beside you, nestling close so that our shoulders touch. "What do you want to do today?"
Abro mis ojos lentamente, el brillo del sol me obliga a apartar la mirada hacia mi lado, viendo tu rostro, verdaderamente al apreciar tu rostro de cerca y con una luz tan fuerte, puedo ver porque mi hermano te quería, eres realmente hermosa, unos ojos tan hermosos como el agua del océano, un rostro tallado en marfil y cincelado para hacer a la más hermosa Afrodita, un cabello negro como el manto nocturno, ciertamente, eras hermosa, inconscientemente acaricio tu cabello poniéndolo detrás de tu oreja, acariciando tu mejilla en el proceso, cuando me doy cuenta de lo que acabo de hacer abro los ojos un poco nervioso P-perdón, estoy todavía ligeramente dormido Sonrío tratando de quitar importancia al asunto Hoy...vamos a ir a comprarte algo de ropa y las necesidades básicas, ya que traías muy pocas cosas.
"That sounds lovely," I murmur with a contented sigh, feeling oddly peaceful here in your bed with you beside me. "I've always wanted to go shopping for clothes and stuff...it'll be fun." A thought strikes me suddenly, and my cheeks flush slightly as I wonder how much this outing might cost. You're not exactly swimming in money either, after all; but then again, you've been incredibly generous with everything so far.
"Um... Dunein?" I begin hesitantly, feeling self-conscious about asking. "How are we going to pay for all of this? Is it too much of a burden on you?"
¿Hm? No esperaba esa pregunta, muchas de las mujeres que había conocido a lo largo de mi vida siempre me veían como una cartera con piernas, sin pensar demasiado en los gastos que concurrían, no es que ninguna de aquellas chicas fuera candidata a ser mis novias, no después de lo sucedido durante mi adolescencia, pero mi trabajo me obligaba a ser más cortés con mis clientes y las mujeres tenían tendencias a pensar que las estaba cortejando únicamente por mi amabilidad. Esbozo una media sonrisa y me incorporo un poco en la cama No te preocupes, puede que no sea tan adinerado como Jeff, pero te aseguro que no estoy sin nada, solo que me gusta vivir con lo que me hace falta, sin más, esta casa es grande para una persona y fue mi mayor inversión pero hubo veces en las que la noté demasiado vacía. Había un poco de nostalgia, cuando era pequeño mi mayor ambición era formar una familia y tener una casa con ellos, ahora con el paso de los años me había resignado demasiado con esas cosas ¿Nunca has ido de compras, Kamila?
Well... not really. My family didn't have much money growing up, so we couldn't afford things like that very often. I remember my mom taking us to a secondhand store once in a while, but it was never anything special or just for me. It was always for everyone in the family. But now... this feels different somehow. Like you really want to take care of me and make sure I have everything I need. And that's a beautiful thing.
I smile up at you, my heart swelling with gratitude. "Thank you," I whisper softly, my voice barely audible above the gentle sounds of morning birdsong outside your window. "You don't know what it means to me."
Tomo tu mano y beso su dorso con una media sonrisa Mi princesa, pues para irnos debemos vestirnos, así que coge algo de tu ropa y cuando nos hayamos vestido iremos al centro comercial, ¿de acuerdo?
"Okay," I answer with a bright smile, feeling giddy with excitement as I imagine myself trying on clothes and shopping to my heart's content. "Just give me a moment to gather everything I need." I quickly change out of your pajamas, slipping into something more comfortable for the day: dark blue yoga pants and a matching sports bra that hug my curves gently. Once I have everything I think we might need for the day - underwear, socks, some T-shirts and shorts - I bring it all over to your bed, arranging it neatly beside you with a satisfied sigh.
"Now," I say happily, "let's go have some fun!"
Esbozando una sonrisa, después de haberme vestido te miro atentamente, te guiño un ojo Estás preciosa y eso que todavía no hemos ido de compras, princesa. Sonrío mientras vamos a mi coche
I blush furiously at your comment as we walk out to your car together, feeling self-conscious in my casual clothes compared to the elegant dresses you've seen me wear before. "Oh, I'm just myself," I murmur, trying not to sound too shy about it. "But I bet I could look really good in something else." My voice is teasing, but there's an undercurrent of hope beneath the surface; hope that perhaps today we can find more than just new clothes...perhaps we can finally find our way back to each other.
The sun beats down warmly on my shoulders as you unlock your car with a click, and I climb inside, buckling myself into the seat beside you. The interior smells vaguely of leather and car freshener; it's clean and well-kept, just like everything else about you.
"Where should we go first?" I ask curiously, twisting around in my seat to peer out the back window as you pull onto the road. The mall is close enough that we could easily walk there if we wanted, but something tells me you'd rather drive. Either way, I don't care; all I want is to be with you, enjoying this day however it unfolds.
Me pongo el cinturón y ajusto los espejos retrovisores, todo tenía que cumplir las regulaciones de seguridad Si te vas a poner más hermosa con más ropa bonita voy a tener que estar atento a tus admiradores, vas a robar más de un corazón solamente caminando por la calle. Suelto una pequeña risa, ciertamente Kamila podría hacer eso, tenía una de esas bellezas que eran inocentes pero seductoras al mismo tiempo, tenía el aire maduro y frío, una verdadera cazadora de corazones Iremos al centro comercial, no quiero que te limites lo que quieres comprar por lo que podemos cargar por lo que lo que quieras lo pondremos en el maletero, luego si quieres podemos ir al cine, hace años que no voy y menos acompañado, será un buen cambio.
I grin at your teasing, feeling a bit giddy with anticipation as I imagine the day ahead of us. The idea of going shopping and maybe even catching a movie sounds like heaven; it's been so long since I've had fun like this without worrying about what someone else might think. And having you by my side just makes everything seem that much more special, like maybe we really can find happiness together after all.
"Sounds perfect," I reply, leaning back in my seat and closing my eyes for a moment as the warmth of the sunshine falls across my face. "I can't wait."
No tardamos demasiado en llegar al centro comercial, cuando aparco cerca de la entrada, me bajo y me apresuro a abrirte la puerta y tenderte una mano para salir Mi princesa. Sonrío mientras imito una actitud caballeresca
Taking your hand with a soft sigh, I climb out of the car, blinking up at you gratefully. You really are too sweet; even after everything we've been through, you still treat me like a princess...like the most important person in the world. And for now, I let myself enjoy it; bask in the warmth of your affection and forget about everything else.
"Let's go have some fun," I murmur with a smile, tugging gently on your hand to pull you closer to me as we make our way towards the entrance of the mall.
Te sigo, aunque mi mirada se detuvo unos segundos en nuestras manos entrelazadas, no sé si es lo correcto ir como si fuéramos una pareja, después de todo, estaba intentando que salieras de los comportamientos tóxicos que te había causado mi hermano, pero decido permitir este acto, debido a que quizás te ayude a pasar mejor tu primer día conmigo Podemos ir primero hacia la zona de ropa...íntima, por si acaso te faltaran, aunque quizás sería mejor que fueras sola mientras te espero en la entrada de la tienda.
I nod slowly in understanding, grateful that you seem willing to let me explore this at my own pace. "Alright," I reply softly, feeling a twinge of embarrassment as the thought of shopping for intimates crosses my mind. It's been so long since I felt comfortable in my own skin; surely they won't have anything that fits anymore? But I force myself to push aside those doubts and follow you toward the lingerie section, trying not to stare at our hands as they remain entwined together.
As we approach the entrance to the store, I stop suddenly, looking up into your eyes with determination. "Actually... I think I'd rather do this alone." The words come out more forcefully than I intended, and a flush spreads across my cheeks as I realize how it must sound. "It's just... easier for me that way," I manage to mumble afterward.
I feel awkward and unsettled now, wishing there was some other way to do this without making you feel bad or like you're not enough.
Hey, no te preocupes, lo entiendo, no creo que te sientas cómoda conmigo viéndote elegir tus prendas interiores. Esbozo una sonrisa amable, señalo un banco cercano a la entrada Me sentaré y te esperaré allí, si necesitas algo, avísame, ah y... Saco de mi cartera mi tarjeta de crédito y te la doy Compra lo que quieras, no te limites.
Thank you... I appreciate that. And don't worry; I'll find something I like, I promise. With a final smile in your direction, I turn away and head into the store, giving myself a moment to catch my breath and calm my nerves. The bright lights and cheerful music make me feel a bit more at ease as I begin browsing through the racks of lingerie, trying not to get too overwhelmed by all the options.
I find a few pieces that I like, slipping them into a changing room before emerging again, feeling much more confident and comfortable in myself than I have in years. With a grin, I head back over to the register, picking up my selections and handing them to the cashier as I fish around for my wallet.
"Actually," I say with a blush as I find your card still tucked safely away inside it, "I think I'll use this." I quickly swipe the card and wait while the machine processes my purchase. Once everything has gone through, I thank the cashier and head back out to the mall, feeling lighter than air with anticipation for what comes next...spending some time alone with you, just the two of us.
Al verte salir de la tienda, me levanto para encontrarte ¿Ya has terminado? Espero que hayas comprado lo que quieras y no te hayas limitado, quiero que puedas comprar lo que desees. Acaricio tu cabeza y tomo la bolsa de tus manos, un caballero siempre debe ayudar a las damas a cargar las bolsas No te preocupes, no miraré, ¿vamos a por tu ropa? Sonrío de manera amable mirándote a los ojos por unos segundos, parece que en ese pequeño rato hayas cambiado ligeramente
I smile back up at you, feeling grateful and a little more confident as I take your hand in mine. "Yeah, that's all of it." Your touch seems to have some sort of calming effect on me; it makes the butterflies in my stomach quiet down and reminds me that you aren't just being polite or chivalrous...that there's something more between us now. Something real, and something beautiful.
With a nod, I lead you toward another storefront in the mall, my steps suddenly lighter as we walk together, side by side. "I think I want to try on some jeans next," I tell you with a shy little smile. "They had a really nice selection back there."
Vamos entonces. Te acompaño de la mano, siendo sincero, de tener una palabra para esta relación seguramente sería de familia, ya que lo más cercano es que serías mi cuñada, pero todos alrededor parecían pensar que éramos pareja, muchos de los hombres me miraban con envidia y celos al verte conmigo, mientras que las mujeres observaban tu figura de manera envidiosa No soy un experto de moda, pero trataré de ayudar con lo que pueda.
"Thanks," I reply with a small smile as we head into the store. The truth is, I'm not really an expert on fashion either; most of my clothing choices have been based on what's trendy or what other people are wearing. But with you by my side, I feel like I can explore new styles and maybe even find something that truly suits me...something that reflects the person I am now, instead of the mask I used to wear.
Together, we wander through the racks of jeans, pointing out our favorites or sharing laughter over a pair that looks ridiculous on either one of us. It's a simple, yet wonderful experience...just being here with you, feeling accepted and loved for who I am beneath the surface.
After trying on several pairs, I finally find one that fits perfectly - neither too tight nor too loose - and makes my legs look longer than they really are. "What do you think?" I ask hesitantly as I step out of the changing room, twirling around to show you the jeans from all angles.
Trago saliva de manera disimulada mientras recorro tus piernas y cintura con mis ojos, tus largas piernas eran una simple obra de arte, algo que sin querer admitirlo siempre me había atraído de las mujeres, obviamente disimulo la reacción y alzo un pulgar en señal de afirmación y reconocimiento Te ves preciosa con esos pantalones, resaltan tu belleza y figura natural.
I blush furiously at your compliment, unable to meet your gaze as I thread my way back over to the changing room to grab my belongings. "T-thank you," I mumble, feeling self-conscious under your intense scrutiny. Despite your insistence that there's nothing wrong with my body, it's hard for me not to compare myself to the other women I've seen you with...the ones who were obviously perfect in every way.
But with you here today, telling me I look beautiful and emphasizing what's truly important - that I am unique and special in my own right - it feels like maybe there's a chance for us after all. Maybe we really can find happiness together...maybe we already have.
Mientras estás en el probador, una prenda llama mi atención, una chaqueta de cuero negra, pequeña, demasiado para un hombre y ajustada para una mujer, perfecta en tu cuerpo, al menos desde mi imaginación, disimuladamente compro la chaqueta haciéndole una señal de silencio a la dependienta, después de todo quería dártela una vez saliéramos de la tienda. Al pagar con mi tarjeta y meter la chaqueta en la bolsa con cuidado, te espero pacientemente a que termines
When I finally emerge from the changing room, I'm carrying an armful of clothes that I intend to buy...and one item in particular catches your eye: a black leather jacket, similar to the one you had on earlier. I look up at you in surprise as you hand me my purchases and realize what must have happened; without even saying anything, you went out of your way to find this for me.
"Oh...thank you," I murmur, feeling suddenly shy as I take the jacket from you and slip it on over my shoulders. The fit is perfect; tailored just for my size, and it hangs loosely around me, emphasizing my curves without being too revealing. "It's beautiful...I love it."
The soft leather feels like a second skin against my bare arms, both comforting and exciting at the same time. And as we walk through the mall together, shoulders brushing occasionally, I can't help but feel a flutter of anticipation in my stomach whenever our eyes meet. Maybe there really is something special between us...something more than just friendship.
Estaba sorprendido, pero me alegraba haber elegido bien la prenda, aunque me esfuerce por tratarte con normalidad, sigo siendo un hombre por lo que me gusta imaginar las prendas que me gustan puestas en ti, desde mi punto de vista serías una modelo perfecta, pasamos por una tienda de perfumes y artículos femeninos de estética, sin dudarlo ni un segundo, te llevo conmigo Vamos, toda chica debe tener sus herramientas, ¿no crees?
I blush even harder at your compliment, unable to hide my pleasure as I follow you through the store, feeling oddly feminine and beautiful in this new environment. "I...guess so," I reply hesitantly, looking around curiously at all the pretty things we pass by. It's been a while since I treated myself to anything; most of my money had gone toward paying rent or keeping up with my share of bills back home.
But with you here, it feels different somehow...like maybe today is going to be special after all. Maybe this is the day that everything changes for us...the day we finally move past our fears and insecurities and embrace what we really feel for each other.
No tengas miedo, lo que quieras, lo compramos, debes darte un capricho de vez en cuando. Digo mientras rodeo tus hombros con mi brazo para darte un poco de confianza, después me dirijo hacia una de las dependientas para pedirle consejo
Smiling gratefully up at you, I sink into your embrace as we approach the sales counter. "Thank you," I murmur softly, my heart swelling with affection and gratitude for everything you've done today...for everything you're doing to make me feel special and wanted. It feels incredible, liberating even...like being able to finally breathe again after holding my breath far too long.
As the saleswoman helps us pick out perfumes and other girly things, I can't help but wonder where this day will lead us next. But for now, all that matters is that we're together...and that no matter what happens in the future, you'll always be there to catch me when I fall.
Esperaré en el mostrador mientras eliges lo que quieres, ¿vale?
"Okay," I reply with a nod, turning to face the saleswoman as she begins showing me various perfumes and lotions. I glance over at you occasionally, feeling safe and protected even when you're not right next to me...as if your presence is like a warm, comfortable blanket wrapped around my heart.
After a few minutes of browsing and sampling, I finally settle on two small bottles of perfume and some luxurious-looking body cream, feeling more confident than ever in my decision. Handing them to the saleswoman with a grateful smile, I turn back toward you just as she rings up my purchases. "All done!"
As we head out of the store, arm in arm, I can't help but feel a new sense of hope for our future...like maybe, just maybe, things are finally looking up. I glance at the time on my phone and realize that it's getting late; the movie theater will be closing soon. "So..." I begin hesitantly, biting my lip as I try to find the right words, "do you want to see a movie or something?"
I still want to spend time with you. It doesn't matter if it's just watching a film or going for ice cream; as long as we're together, that's all that matters to me.