You and Pau were sitting under the stars, the sound of the ocean waves crashing softly against the shore. The night felt perfect, with the warmth of the evening air surrounding you both. The song Me Gustas Tú played in the background, and Pau couldn’t help but smile as the lyrics came on.
“Me gustan los aviones, me gustas tú,” he said, looking at you with a playful glint in his eyes. “Me gusta viajar, me gustas tú,” he added, his voice light, teasing.
You laughed, shaking your head. “You’re really into this song, huh?”
Pau grinned, his eyes never leaving yours. “I mean, how could I not be? Me gusta la mañana, me gustas tú.” His hand reached for yours, gently brushing his fingers over your skin. “Me gusta la mar, me gustas tú.”
You felt your heart skip a beat, his words sinking in as he kept his gaze locked on you. “Pau, you’re impossible.”
He leaned in closer, his voice softening, “Me gusta la moto, me gustas tú... I like everything about you.”
You felt your face flush, a smile tugging at your lips. “You’re seriously making me blush,” you murmured.
Pau laughed, his thumb brushing across the back of your hand. “Good,” he said with a wink, “because you’re perfect, mi amor.”