ep 2

"Welcome family, come in and start helping my wife who is crazy with all the preparations," said Uncle Pedro as he opened the door and hugged each of us.

"Are my nephews still slacking off as usual?" said my father about Fer and Patricia, my uncle Pedro's children.

Fernando, between his work and his girlfriend, is little or nothing that collaborates in the house, and Patricia takes all day looking for clothes and thinking about how to dress up for the night, so yes, brother, lazy as when they were kids," said my uncle as he entered the kitchen where Aunt Maura was.

I hope this time Fernandito at least lets himself be seen," said my mother.

- "You would be surprised to know that he is no longer Fernando and that he is now the tallest in the family, but don't tell him because it feeds his cockiness and I can't stand it anymore," said Aunt Maura.

Speaking of the king of Rome, he just sent me a message that in 1 hour he is coming," said uncle Pedro looking at his cell phone.

After that, my father and I helped my uncle set the table and do some last-minute shopping, and my mother and aunt were busy preparing the food along with Patricia who joined us later. It was almost 6 pm when we were all in the kitchen enjoying a glass of wine and the front door was heard opening to later hear something being thrown to the floor.

Fernando, I've told you a thousand times not to throw your backpack on the floor," Aunt Maura shouted towards the side of the living room.

- "Yes ma, I'll pick it up" shouted a very deep and loud voice. "I guess some things never change," I thought the instant I recognized my cousin's natural rebelliousness at being messy and possibly leaving the backpack where he initially threw it.

Footsteps began to be heard in the direction of the kitchen until an imposing figure leaned against the door frame leading into the kitchen, arms folded across his chest and an overbearing smile on his mouth. I swear at that moment I gawked and did not recognize the Adonis in front of us. Fernando was no longer the athletic boy I once remembered seeing in pictures on social media; Fernando was now a god. His hair had lost its blond tones and its length, now was dark hair and almost shaved, walking with a sleeveless t-shirt you could appreciate his arms too big ending in hands enclosed in fists in which different veins could be appreciated, I could appreciate on the shirt that he had bigger pecs than the tiny breasts of cousin Patricia to culminate with long and imposing legs, not to mention the attractive face with which Fernando always had, his features had matured giving way to a marked jaw, thick lips, profiled nose, green eyes and bushy eyebrows.

Son, son!" my father mentioned pulling me out of my amazement and directing my gaze to him. "Your cousin Fernando is talking to you and you always with your head in the clouds", he culminated.

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