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Rafael Barba: Good Neighbors / Part 2

A Part TWO to “Good Neighbors”, a previous request re: living next to Rafael in your 20s & reconnecting. This one’s the re-connection, :).

Originally posted by sherrykinss


It took you at least a few days to finally get the gusto to call his cell;



“How did you know it was me?”

“How couldn’t I?”

“Well, I was wondering if you did want to get together sometime, I’ve missed you so.”

“Tomorrow night?”

“Uh… so soon?”

“It’s been too long already.”

“Right… Right, yes, tomorrow should work.”

“I’ll text you the place, eight sound good?”

“Sure, Rafi.”

You were just on time, apparently minutes after he arrived- and he rose to standing the second he saw you come in through the doors he had been absolutely transfixed on.

When he hugged you, you felt like you were twenty-something all over again; fresh, young, full of life and anticipation. And oh, he hugged you; the moment you were in reach, Rafael nearly tripped over the table in his rush to embrace you. It was kind, gentle, and he wrapped arms over your shoulders to keep you close for just a second too long- not that you minded.

“I’m so glad you called,” he held you out before him, and let out a shameful, hushed wolf whistle of approval. “Look at you; Lovely and all grown up.”

“Oh stop,” you brushed his hands off of you, before wagging your shoulders proudly. “The years have been pretty good to you too,” A pinch to his cheek, you couldn’t tell if the pink hue that came up was from your fingers or his blush, Lord he was handsome. “Bet you have to knock the ladies off of you with a baseball bat at this point.”

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Ella amará a otro hombre - José Ángel Buesa

Ella amará a otro hombre.
Yo voy lejos, andando hacia el olvido.
Y puede suceder que alguien me nombre,
pero ella fingirá no haber oído.

Ella amará a otro hombre:
el tiempo pasa y el amor finaliza,
y es natural que lo que fue una brasa
acabe convirtiéndose en ceniza.

Aunque nadie lo quiera,
envejecen las vidas y las cosas,
y es natural también que en primavera
los rosales den rosas.

Es natural. Por eso,
ella amará a otro hombre, y está bien.
No sé si ya olvidó mi último beso,
ni me importa con quién.

Pero quizás, un día,
oyendo una canción,
sentirá que esa vieja melodía 
le cambia el ritmo de su corazón.

O será algún vestido
que yo le conocí,
o el olor del jardín cuando ha llovido,
pero algún día ha de pensar en mí.

O puede ser un gesto,
un modo de mirar,
o ciertas calles, o un botón mal puesto,
o una hoja seca que voló al azar.

Y de alguna manera
tendrá que recordarme, sin querer,
escuchando unos pasos en la acera
como los míos al atardecer.

Será en algún momento,
no importa cuándo o dónde, aquí o allá,
porque el amor, por parecerse al viento,
parece que se ha ido y no se va.

Y si en ese momento ella suspira
y él pregunta por qué,
le tendrá que inventar una mentira
para que nunca sepa por qué fue.

Y él no verá esa huella,
eso tan mío en lo que ya perdí;
y, aunque la pueda amar
más que yo a ella,
ella no podrá amarlo más que a mí.

anonymous asked:

i was just watching those videos where parents tell their children that they ate their halloween candy and i can just picture elisa being one of the kids who don't even get mad, bc she was gonna share with her dads anyway

Elisa is a literal angel.

Rafael is the one to record the whole thing, because he doesn’t think he can tell their baby girl that they “ate” all of her candy without breaking down into tears.

So Sonny’s sitting at the kitchen table beside Elisa, showing her the gigantic empty bowl and saying, “Baby, uh…me and daddy have something to tell you. Please don’t be mad at us, but…we ate all of your candy last night.”

At first, Elisa just looks confused, because, “What about the secret candy, daddy? Couldn’t you eat that instead of my candy?”

Rafael has to hold back a laugh at that, and Sonny replies, “We ate that, too, bunny. We ate all of the secret candy, and then we were just so hungry that we ate yours, too. Me and daddy are really sorry, though. Can you forgive us?”

And the poor baby, she actually does look a little sad, but she says, “It’s okay, daddies, I was gonna share with you, anyways. ‘Cause you work hard all day for me, so you deserve some candy, too.”

But then, a few moments after she says that, she does start to get just a little teary (I mean, what kid wouldn’t?).

Sonny asks her, “Baby, what’s wrong?”, and Elisa just rubs at her eyes quickly and says, “Well – you could’ve just shared one or two pieces with me!”


And then she’s rubbing at her eyes again, and Sonny’s saying, “Oh, baby, come here!” and opening his arms up to her and pulling her in, and Rafael is so done with recording at that point, and he and Sonny kiss her hair while she buries her face in Sonny’s chest and they try to explain that they didn’t really eat all of her candy.

When Elisa finally understands that it was a joke, she tells her daddies that she’ll still share with them, as long as they promise not to play that joke on her again.