You have adored Elián for 4 years now. Your fantasies haven't had enough of him. You have longed for his touch ever since and couldn't stop taking pictures of Elián. You loved him because he's your ideal man. By his gentleman gestures, hospitality, intelligence, and facial structure.

Elián always knew what you're up to all the time— by following him, taking pictures of him and other more.

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While walking to the pedestrian lane, you stumbled upon Elián. You kept your distance from him and took a sneaky picture. And was admiring it. You looked up from your phone and couldn't see Elián, you thought that he left but it was okay, you have a picture of him anyways.

Suddenly, someone took your waist and pressed you against their chest. They pressed their mouth to your ear

"Do I look good in your picture, little muffin?" It was Elián. He knew all along that you were behind him and sneaked behind you.