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marksbear · 11 months

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MULTI FANDOM MALE READER SCENARIOS

It’s been a while since I done one of these, but I think it’ll be good for me to practice more at writing different characters and such so enjoy!

The fact is I had more tags to share 😭

-Miguel O’Hara biting your neck harshly to get your attention when he feeling jealous. Or marking you as his.

-Izzy Hands always lightly taking your hand and helping you either up the steps or down the steps. He doesn’t even realize he’s doing it most time. Everyone in the ship always notices it but doesn’t say anything.

^^Ofmd

-Bob taking off his glasses and putting them on you then starts to compliment you how good and cute you look.

^^Top gun!

-Matt Murdock tracing your face in morning when he thinks your still sleep. He also traces your face anytime your two are arguing because he wants to see your emotions.

^^Marvel

-You and The Corinthian driving around during late nights with his hand on your thigh as he drives you around.

^^DC

-Tony stark buying you whatever you want or even dream of. It can be jewelry all the way to new houses and cars.

^^Marvel

-Bruce Wayne and you being a power couple throughout Gotham. Lots of magazines and headline about you two.

^^DC

-Teaching Adam Warlock about feelings about like having a crush or being in love.

^^Marvel

-You and Doom head being an unstoppable duo anytime you two are paired up in a game.

^^Rob Zombie movie 31

-You and Richard Madden making fun of each other accents in interviews for the newest movie you two are in.

^^Actor

-You and Hobie Brown making out in a middle of Miguel’s rant.

^^Marvel

-Homelander wrapping his arms around you as you two makeout and he slowly rises from the ground bringing you in the air with him.

^^The Boys

-You we’re very close with Love to the point all lot of people thought you two were dating. Joe was furious so he started to stalk you planing to murder, but all that stalking for weeks slowly became to months and he slowly started to catch feelings.

^^YOU

-Benedict Bridgeton being so in love with you, but he so scared that his family would disown him as well as everyone around town.

^^Bridgeton

-You and Benedict sneaking off during ball’s and random events to be with each other alone.

^^Bridgeton

-Imagine sitting down in the bleachers waiting for Mark to be done with his track meet.

^^Author/ Me

-Playing with Dutch Van der linde hair during a camp meeting and he tries to stay focus but he can’t.

^^RD2

-You and Larry smoking as you two listen to Sal play the guitar.

^^Sally Face

-Ted feeling ashamed after he realized that he caugt feelings for you even though your a player.

^^Ted Lasso

-When Dean first met you y’all both were very young. You were reckless and carefree while Dean was taking care of Sam and brought him along while you two hanged out. And he caught feelings, but he was confused about why he had feelings for a man so he kept it to himself.

^^SPN

-Helping Mark walk without his leg brace or crutches.

^^Author/Me

-Stu Marcher giving you neck kisses in the middle of class. And most of the time teachers sees him and gives you both detention.

^^Slashers

-Hannibal Lecter leaving bite marks all over your neck and shoulders.

^^Slashers

-Roy Kent being soft spoken and quiet anytime he’s with you.

^^Ted Lasso

-Larry Trainor slowly warmed up to you being his boyfriend so he lets you touch his skin underneath the bandages.

^^DC

-Anytime before a fight Arthur asks you to hold his hands. He says it’s for a good luck, but he’s just really stressed and tense.

^^Peaky blinders

-Steven Grant still being so shy and quiet with you even though you two has been dating for years.

^^Marvel

-Bringing Namor gifts like flowers, jewelry and even little things like a picture of yourself or a padlock necklace. He cherishes all of them and keeps them safe.

^^Marvel

-Meeting Namor on the beach at night almost every night.

^^Marvel

-Bobby and Athena inviting you into their relationship. They both didn’t cheat on each other to find about their feelings for you they just kinda knew one day and talked it out and for a while and a lot of thought they asked would you be willing to date them.

^^9-1-1

-Being a rich man while Steven is your trophy husband.

^^Marvel

-Dying your hair with mark.

^^Author/Me

-Watching Mark stay up all night writing just for him to randomly stop to watch a movie.

^^Author/Me

-Lee and Maren catching you eating a person right in the middle of a dark and empty road.

^^Bones and All

-Being a different love interest for Elio and being heartbroken once he chose Oliver over you.

^^Call me by your name

-Imagine rejecting Derek Shepheard after finding out he has a wife.

^^Greys anatomy

-Rue hugging and crying on you tight after she relapsed.And you being her favorite person ever since what happened with Jules and Elliot.

^^Euphoria

-Being a father figure to Rue.

^^Euphoria

-Imagine being Maddy Perez brother and finding out Nate pulled a gun on her so you pulled up to his house barged in and looked for him and beat the shit out of him.

^^Euphoria

-Billy Hargrove acting like he hates the nickname “Curls.” Or “Curly.” But when you say it he loves it.

^^Stranger things

THE END

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pussydestroyer10110 · 1 year

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I LOVE ELIO AND WHEN I SAY LOVE I MEAN LOOOOVE

Timothèe Chalamet was such good casting for Elio and I can proudly say I've read the book and watched the movie (this is fucking astonishing because I normally lurk around the internet)

There's barely any of these so I'll make one myself

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ELIO PERLMAN X MALE READER

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Summary: You take the place of Oliver. Elio is 18, you are 20. This takes place in the part of the movie version where Oliver leaves and Elio is left heartbroken but you however realise you can't live without the love of your life so you drag your ass back to him.

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Have you ever heard of the phrase distance makes the heart grow fonder? Well in your case that statement is very much true.

You'd just arrived at the airport and your flight was due to be boarding any minute yet you had a sickening feeling in your gut with every step you took closer to that gate. You were about third in line, your passport open on the page with your picture, when suddenly tealisation hits you like a freight train.

This was wrong.

You shouldn't be here.

You should be with him.

So you closed your passport and bolted murmuring 'excuse me' every time someone got in your way because you were now a man with a mission. The wheels of your suitcase could barely keep up as they groaned from your frantic dragging, it was now that you were thanking the lords above that you only travelled with one item of luggage.

You made your way into the main foyer and ran towards the main entrance trying to flag a taxi.

"Scusi, do you need help?" A small woman asked from the side of you seeing your struggle of trying to get a taxi.

"Yes, I need to be in Crema as soon as possible but none of them seem to notice me." You say with a pitiful tone laced with spite.

"Crema?" She asked.

"Yes, I need to visit someone very special to me before it is too late." You reply looking downcast.

"I am going to Crema, I will give you a lift." She said sympathising with your unfortunate situation.

"Really! Thank you so much I'll be forever grateful!" You say in disbelief of this womans generosity.

She just smiles and nods her head. You couldn't resist and wrapped your clumsy frame around her in a loving hug, she laughed and patted your back.

"Come on we must leave if we want to make it by the end of today" She demands ushering you towards the car.

You place yourself in the passenger seat as she gets in the drivers and quickly pulls out of the hellish car park. Your leg bounces up and down in nervous excitement. What if he never forgives you for leaving? What if you were just a summer fling?

What if he didn't want you to return?

"Tell me about them" She says.

And that's how you spend the seemingly never ending journey, rambling on about the boy you had fallen in love with in a scarily short amount of time. The conversation wasn't completely one sided as she tells you about a husband she has waiting for her in her small residence in Crema and how she's been so excited to see him and her little boy - Lèon.

You ride was filled with a love sick aura as you discussed those who you loved dearly and she didn't even blink when you mentioned your lover was a boy. By the end of the journey you'd made a new friend.

The beautiful place of Crema began to appear with its trees lined paths and cobbled roads, outside was nearly dark now as the last 5 hours had been pure travelling with your new companion. She drive the car through the quiet streets before she reached the dusty path that had begun to feel like home over this summer.

She stopped the car and turned to look at you.

"Go in there and you tell that boy you love him and if no one accepts you here come to mine and I'll gladly make up the spare bedroom." She says smiling widely at you.

You lean over and hug her tightly.

"Thank you so much, you don't know how much this means to me." You tell her.

Before you could say anything else though she shooed you out the car wishing you luck.

Nerves started creeping in along with all the negative outcomes and scenarios playing on repeat through your mind as you approached the doors of the Italian villa. Your hand clenched into a fist - your knuckles pale - and knocked on the door thrice.

The sound of rushed footsteps and the noise of blanketed voices talking in Italian caused you to stand up straight with a nervous smile etched on your lips. The door opened and the woman known as Mrs Perlman or as she insisted you called her Anella, had her face turned away from you still in conversation with Mr Perlman.

As soon as she turned her head towards you she let out a gasp and then smiled widely pulling you in for a big hug.

"What are you doing here (___)!?" She said happily.

You were unsure of what to say.

"I ..... couldn't leave?" You said with anticipation.

"(___) my son is in love with you and if you are in love with him then I give you my blessing" She poke quietly and you couldn't help but let tears begin to pool along your water line.

"Go, he's in his room, he hasn't stopped crying since you left." She told you.

With that you bolted up the stairs running towards the door that you'd acquainted yourself with, knocking gently.

"Leave me alone" A voice that sounded almost like a whimper said in Italian.

You turn the handle and peak your head around the door seeing Elio's thin form curled in the bed you used to sleep in, your shirt clutched tightly in his hands.

"Go away" His voice was so tired and fragile.

You went to the bed perching yourself in the space by his upper body. You saw the redness of his cheeks and the paths of the tears leading from his closed eyes, it broke your heart to see his agonised body lying tense in front of you.

Your hand approached his hair and you brushed a stray curl off his forehead, only then did he open his eyes.

As soon as he saw you he leapt into your arms and collapsed into sobs, fingernails dragging along your arms, trying to draw your body impossibly close.

"(___)" He said softly almost as if he wasn't sure you were really there.

"I'm here my love." You whisper moving your arms to wrap around his waist and resting your head on top of his.

You sat like this for what seemed like seconds but was actually nearly half an hour, he just kept whispering your name and clawing your arms and back while sobbing desperately in your arms. Finally his cries subsided into sniffles and he relaxed slightly in your arms.

He looked up at you and you raised your hands to cradle his face in your palms.

"Why are you here?" He asked as if he was scared of your answer.

"Because I love you and I can't imagine my life without you in it." You said before leaning in and pressing a gentle kiss onto his lips which conveyed all the emotions you couldn't put into words.

He kissed back before pulling away with a smile.

"I love you too. Promise me you won't leave again." He asked.

"Of course not, I plan to stay as long as you'll have me." You respond, every word being the truth.

And that's how your life went, a life full of romance and happiness, one where you never left each other for anything that wasn't completely necessary.

It was just you and Elio.

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AHH ANOTHER ONE DONE THIS MIGHT BE MY FAV

Don't judge its 1am so sorry for any shitty mistakes or anything

It's short but something, I had an English exam today and I think that might of sucked all the good writing out of me so my condolences

#cmbyn #elio perlman #elio #crema #Italy #romance #fluff #love #seperation #comfort #bxb #call me by your name #timothée chalamet #male reader #x male reader #andré aciman #elio perlman x male reader

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a-constant-gay-panic · 2 years

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! REQUESTS ARE CLOSED !

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My masterlist!

Genres I'll write:

fluff

angst

smut

I can and will ignore/not write something (even if it is one of the genres listed above) if I see fit. this could be due to me not feeling comfortable writing about it, finding it offensive/insensitive etc. if that is the case, please just accept the fact and move on.

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Type of fics I'll write:

one shots

drabbles

imagines

song!fics

multi chapter fics

AUs

dark!fics

Not sure if I'm missing anything.

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Who I'll write for:

— Golden trio era —

Harry Potter

Hermione Granger

Ginny Weasley

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

Luna Lovegood

Cedric Diggory

Pansy Parkinson

Draco Malfoy (depending on the request)

— Marauders era —

James Potter

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Regulus Black

Lily Evans

Peter Pettigrew

— General/non specific era —

Bellatrix Black/Lestrange

Tom Riddle

Narcissa Black/Malfoy

— Losers Club —

Beverly Marsh

Bill Denbrough

Richie Tozier

Stanley Uris

Mike Hanlan

Eddie Kaspbrak

Ben Hanscom

— Bowers Gang —

Henry Bowers

Victor Criss

Patrick Hockstetter

Reginald (Belch) Huggins

STRANGER THINGS

Steve Harrington

Eddie Munson

001 / Henry Creel

Max Mayfield

Robin Buckley

Billy Hargrove

Will Byers

OTHER FICTIONAL CHARACTERS

Peter Parker (tasm & mcu)

Wanda and Pietro Maximoff (mcu)

Elio Perlman (cmbyn)

Hal (The king)

Rue Bennett (Euphoria)

Rodrick Heffley (diary of a wimpy kid)

CELEBRITIES

Either because I write for their fictional character/s or because I just feel like it:

Jenna Ortega

Sadie Sink

Sophia Lillis

Timothée Chalamet

Finn Wolfhard

Zendaya

Other than that, it all depends on said celebrity. If they’re not on the list, ask and I’ll get back to you.

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Types of Readers I’ll write for:

In regards to fluff, smut and angst:

fem!reader

gn!reader

male!reader (however I'm not the most experienced in this)

plus sized!reader

In regards to smut, specifically, I will write sub!reader but primarily dom!reader as I have more experience with this.

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What I will not write about:

Sexual harassment/abuse

Self Harm

ED's

Con-noncon / noncon

Illegal age gaps (a minor and an adult together)

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Things to include when making a request:

who you want to be in it

what kind of fic you want

any specific reader you had in mind

a basic idea / summary of what you want it to be about

any prompts from my prompt list (optional)

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That’s all from my side, love ya <3

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gaypiratesandangels · 4 years

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Piano

Male reader x Elio Perlman

Requested by : @pcterstark

Tw: slight smut , fluff

Your parents were both professors and were invited by one of their colleagues to spend the summer in Italy with his family. Thus there you were sitting in your car riding through the beautiful landscapes of Italy. You arrived at a big house surrounded by nature, on the porch there were three people standing. The professor, his wife and what you assumed was their son were waiting to welcome you and your family. Your parents shook everyone's hand and made you do the same, when you shook the son's hand you were able to take a better look at him. He was around your age and height, he had brown hair and eyes. You instantly felt a strong attraction to him. "I'm Elio, nice to meet you" "I'm y/n nice to meet you too" you smiled while your heart fluttered by the touch of his hand.

You went in the house and Mafalda showed you your room. You fell into the bed. It was already midnight and you were exhausted so you instantly fell asleep dreaming of the unfamiliar boy you just met.

The next morning you woke up by your dad knocking on your door. "Y/n wake up we already finished breakfast but you can eat with Elio while we take a look at the village." You putted your clothes and went downstairs, the table was standing outside and the dark haired boy was sitting on one of the chairs next to it. "Good morning" he said while turning his head towards you. "Uhm,good morning" you sat down and looked at the bit of food that your parents had left. "What do you want?" Elio asked while scratching his head. "We've got eggs, orange juice, peaches, bread...just pick whatever you want" You ate some bread, an egg and a peach. Meanwhile there was a comfortable silence between you two, only some glances where exchanged.

You finished eating and went upstairs. Right when you started unpacking Elio walked in "This is actually my room you know, but I sleep next to it when there are guests." He was standing in the doorway with his hands in his pockets, the sunlight that shined trough the window fel on him like a spotlight. You noticed small things about him you hadn't noticed the first time, you had seen that his appearance wasnt bad but now he looked different. The sunlight made his hair look almost like gold and his eyelashes made shadows on his cheeks. Your heart stopped for a second. "Sorry if I scared you" he laughed. "Its okay" you looked away from his breathtaking appearance painfully aware of your red face. "My parents are giving yours a tour, can I give you one too?" he asked, you said yes, I mean how could you have said no?

"...and this is the living room" you had been through the garden, kitchen and now you had arrived at the last stop. The room was pretty big, there was a TV and a few couches but one thing catched your eye. A piano. Ever since you were little you wanted to play it but you hadn't had the time. "You play the piano?" you curiously asked Elio. "Uhm yeah, you?" "No but I've always wanted to" you said casually. "I could teach you something" he said while taking a chair and placing it next to the piano chair. He sat down and patted to the seat next to him "Sit down". He started playing and you were blown away by his skills. He finished and asked if you've ever played before when you shook your head he stood up and took place behind you. His soft hands grabbed yours and placed them on the piano. He showed you wich notes to press but you couldn't really focus. Maybe it were his hands or his body against your back but a boner had started to grow. You were painfully aware that you couldn't just stop it and your face flashed red. "I need to go to the bathroom for a second" you said standing up and leaving Elio's body that was almost wrapped around you. You tried hard to walk normally but the second you where out of the other boy's sight you ran. You arrived at you bedroom and locked the door. You never had been in this situation before but Elio's touch did something to your body. It didn't take you long to be cumming all over your hand, you quickly wiped it off and went back down.

The next few hours you spend on learning how to play the piano, Elio was an amazing teacher even tough you payed more attention to him then what he was teaching you. You ate lunch with your parents who had just returned and then you played again. It was already 8pm when Elio proposed to show you around in the small village. He tought it looked better when the sun was almost down. You wandered trough the uncrowded streets talking about everything and nothing. You ended up on a small grassland just outside the village, you both sat down and looked at the lights from the streets that had become very small. A comfortable silence fell over you and you looked at him. The moon was just bright enough for you to take in all his little features just like you did this morning. His eyes, his hair, his lips...

You moved closer but stopped a few inches away from the lips you wanted to touch. What if he didn't want this? You were proved wrong when Elio closed the space between you and softly pecked your lips. Both of you backed away for a second to look at eachother but you instantly reached for his face and cupped his cheeks. The second kiss was much deeper and lasted longer, you were rolling in the grass while you held on to him tightly. He pulled away to breath and you laughed "I've been wanting to do that the moment you shook my hand" you breathed softly into your ear. He smiled at you and stroke your cheek "You're special y/n, there's something about you" if it hadn't been dark he would have seen your face flush red. He came closer to your ear and whispered "That boner from this morning was pretty hot " while moving his hand up your leg...

#male reader fanfic #male reader #male!reader #male reader x elio #cmbyn fanfic #elio perlman #elio perlman fanfic #male reader x elio Perlman #cmbyn

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trulytimothee · 4 years

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here’s some Timmy gifs💖

#timothee #timothee chalamet #timothee imagine #timothee x you #dailymenedit #male celebrity #call me by your name #the minutes #oliver cmbyn #elio perlman #elio x oliver #timothee x reader #chalamet #cmbyn aesthetic #cmbyn movie #timothee photoshoot #timothée chalamet icons

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localspiderboy · 4 years

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Restless Night

Oliver x Gender Neutral!Reader Drabble

Warnings : none

Genre : Fluff

Word count: 307

Request : @lok-b id love to see a fic for oliver from cmbyn! perhaps something with a male reader where it’s really late at night and they’re just hugging each other? maybe by the windowsill?? you can fill in the blanks!

A/n: Every time I have writer's block it lasts for like months so it's been a while since I've written anything, so please excuse this being so bad a short lol. It's also 1 am but I really felt like writing. This is meant as male reader but there are no pronouns. I want to write more Oliver stuff though so next time it will be better.

Status: Edited

It was quiet tonight, aside from the sound of your own breath and the distant cars down below. Even those were fading away as you laid your head on the cool glass of the window, gazing absently at the lights of the city.

It was another night you couldn't sleep but you didn't mind so much. It was interesting to look at the city this late. It seems to be both asleep and alive. The lights of the many buildings continue to shine bright however the streets are empty besides the occasional car or person walking by. A very stark contrast compared to what it's like during the morning.

"What are you doing awake?" A voice interrupted the silence causing you to divert your attention from the door frame to the window.

A smile appeared in your face upon seeing your boyfriend Oliver. Even with his hair a mess from obviously falling asleep at his desk he still looked handsome.

"Couldn't sleep." You responded as you brought your knees up to your chest whilst looking back out the window.

You didn't get an answer, instead, a moment later you felt a pair of arms snake around your waist and you were pulled into your boyfriend's warm chest. A content sigh left your lips as he placed soft kisses on your shoulder.

Something about being in his arms of your boyfriend, not speaking just enjoying each other's presence made a wave of fatigue wash over you.

Turning your body so you could hug him, you buried your face in the crook of his neck and your words came out as a soft whisper.

"Let's go to bed.."

He hummed at your suggestion before tiredly picking you up and carrying you to your shared bed. With you already asleep in his arms, he kissed your forehead and whispered goodnight.

#x male reader #malereader #gender netural reader #cmbyn #oliver x male reader #oliver x gender neutral reader #x reader #reader #gn reader #x gn reader #x female reader #male reader #x gender neutral reader #spidey masterlist

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imagineaworlds · 6 years

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Marco Polo (epilogue)

carequest(s): “can i request a elio x reader x oliver maybe?” “Omg i loved the cmbyn poly one. Can you do one where all three go to the vacation place (i forgot the name) and maybe later say goodbye to Oliver in the train part? sorry for my english, its my second language”

summary: just another summer with one of mr. perlman’s summer interns. but it’s not so normal.

pairing: elio perlman x reader x oliver (poly triad)

word count: 1,438

warnings: cursing. angst.

listen to: visions of gideon by sufjan stevens (from the cmbyn soundtrack)

(1) - (2) - epilogue

Early August was when I said goodbye to my best friend since I was little, and one of my lovers of late. Elio and I were surrounded by our parents as we hugged and cried into each other’s shoulder. Losing Oliver was hard enough, but I had Elio there after, but with Elio gone, I was alone.

Before he left, and with his parents on the train calling after him, I whispered, “Marco.”

Elio laughed through a small sob, “Polo. Even across the ocean, I’ll always respond.”

“We’ll always find each other.” Elio smirked as he kissed my forehead. “Ciao, bello,” I smiled up at him.

“Ciao, bella.” He grabbed his bags and joined his parents on the train. I turned to my mom, and she held me as we waved goodbye to the Perlman's.

That was over four months ago. The snow started falling in mid-November, and started sticking around the end of the month. As Christmas was approaching, I grew more excited about seeing Elio again, but I knew that Oliver wouldn’t be coming. Maybe that’s what hurt the most… the aftermath of missing someone so much. It stays with you, day and night, in every thought and every dream. Every movement you make causes you to wonder if they were doing the same thing, and if not, what were they doing?

For months, those thoughts consumed me, but more about Oliver, knowing that I may very well have never seen him again. Elio… Elio I knew would come back to me. So, even in the cold, I begged my mom and dad to take me to the station to greet the Perlman’s. I could hardly contain myself as I saw Elio’s nose pressed against the window to look for me. When he saw me, he bloated his cheeks and crossed his eyes to make me laugh. It worked.

Before the train came a screeching halt, Elio was already at the door, waiting to get off. Once the train was stopped, Elio opened the door and jumped out, and he ran to me. We collided in a tight embrace. “Mi sei mancata,” [I missed you.] we said to each other at the same time, and we laughed. Behind me, my parents were saying hello to Elio’s parents.

We pulled slightly from our hug so we could look each other in the eyes, but we were still embraced. “Marco,” I said as I brushed a curl out of his face. He had grown out his hair since the summer, so now it was longer and softer.

In that moment, Elio looked like he wanted nothing else but to kiss me, but alas, he kissed both of my cheeks instead. It wasn’t time for anyone to know about us yet. “Polo,” he whispered in my ear. “Mi hai trovato.” [You found me.]

“Non vieni con noi per cena?” [Won’t you join us for dinner?] Mrs. Perlman asked my family.

“Ci piacerebbe,” [We would love to.] my mom said.

“Venire.” [Come.]

At the Perlman’s house, my mother and Mafalda were in the kitchen, while Mr. and Mrs. Perlman were in their study. Elio invited me up to his room to help him “unpack”, but the second we were alone, Elio had me pinned against the wall and he was showering me with kisses. “È stata una tortura senza di te,” [It was torture without you.] he kept repeating, and his hands tickling me.

His hands then trailed lower. “Stiamo per essere scoperti, Elio.” [We’re going to get caught, Elio.]

Elio nuzzled his head in the crook of my neck. “He hasn’t called. I haven’t heard from him once. Did he call you?” I shook my head. “Does he hate us?” I shook my head again. “I feel as though he does…”

I didn’t know how to respond, so instead I said, “I should go downstairs. I promised my mom I would help them make latkes.” I kissed his lips one more time before leaving him in his room.

In the kitchen, Mafalda was making a salad, my mother was cutting and shredding the potatoes for me to fry. We gossiped about whatever we wanted, and laughed at each other’s comments, and scolded others. Dinner was about ready, the latkes nearly done when the phone rang. As it was not our house, neither myself or my mom thought about answering it. Elio yelled that he would take it.

We went about our business as Elio talked on the phone, and then I heard the Perlman’s join the call. My attention was caught when I heard them cheering Oliver’s name. I looked to my mom, who told me to go and she would take care of the rest. I wiped my hands clean on my apron before walking to where Elio was on the phone.

“They know about us,” he said into the phone before I could reveal myself from around the corner. I decided to stay hidden. “How?” My heart was racing in my chest. What was Oliver saying? Why was he calling now, and why did Elio look upset? Elio took a deep breath, “I have to go.” And he quickly hung up. As much as I wanted to talk to Oliver, something he said made Elio clearly upset, and he swiped away a tear that ran down his cheek. Before I could walk to him to ask what was wrong, he got up and went into the dining room. I quietly followed him, and watched as he sat in front of the warm fireplace, ablaze with crackling flames.

As I approached him, Elio tucked his knees close to his chest, and put his face in his hands. “Cosa ha detto Oliver?” [What did Oliver say?] I asked quietly, trying not to disturb him.

Elio, still hiding in his hands, said, “È fidanzato. Ad una donna americana. Qualcuno che ha visto e spento per due anni, ha detto.” [He's engaged. To an American woman. Someone he's been seeing on and off for two years, he said.]

Suddenly, my limbs went numb, and my heart fell to my stomach. And for a moment, I felt like I couldn’t breathe, and the world was spinning around me. Every memory, happy and sad came rushing back to me, only making things worse… And I couldn’t say a word. I just broke into tears. We had given so much of ourselves to Oliver, we both loved him, and we were waiting for him… then he was gone. The pieces of ourselves that we gave away weren’t coming back, and without it how could we move on. I hid my red face and teary eyes in Elio’s side, and he adjusted to hold me close to him.

We both cried, but tried to stay silent as to not worry our parents who were likely listening in the next room. “They know.” Elio sobbed. “Both of our parents know about us and Oliver.” In just a few minutes, everything was falling apart, and I didn’t know how I would survive it. Maybe it was a good thing Oliver hadn’t called until we were together. If I heard the news alone, I might have died from a broken heart then and there. But there was Elio, there to console me, and I there to console him. “The worst part…” Elio croaked as he wiped his nose on the sleeve of his shirt. “He called me Oliver… which means he… lui mi ama ancora.” [he still loves me.]

With the snow falling outside, and the table set for dinner, we were supposed to sit around a full table with our families, and put on a good face, but we couldn’t. Mrs. Perlman was the first to come to us, and she saw how close and distraught we were. She said, “Oh, miei amori,” [Oh, my loves.] she cupped Elio’s chin. “Aller. Allez en haut ... rejoignez-nous quand vous le pouvez.” [Go. Go upstairs… join us when you can.] As Elio helped me off the ground, Mrs. Perlman looked at us with sad eyes, “Farà male. Forse per un tempo molto lungo ... ma ricorda, anche lui sta male. Sappi che siamo qui per te e ti amiamo entrambi molto.” [It will hurt. Perhaps for a very long time... but remember, he is hurting, too. Know that we are here for you, and we love you both very much.]

Stay silent and die in pain, or speak out and live in happiness. That’s what she always said… but that day it felt like speaking out meant living in pain. And I didn’t know when I would find my voice again.

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