Martín: Andrés is so pretty...
Mónica: Don’t be jealous, Palermo, you’re pretty too!
Martín: I’m not being jealous, I’m being gay.
Martín: Andrés is so pretty...
Mónica: Don’t be jealous, Palermo, you’re pretty too!
Martín: I’m not being jealous, I’m being gay.
“estoy seguro de que de una forma u otra el tiempo nos volverá a juntar”
Andrés, showing up at the monastery: What’s up guys? I’m back.
Martín: What the- you can’t be here. You’re dead. I literally saw you die.
Andrés: Death is a social construct.
Andrés: Martín, remind me what your last name is?
Martín: well, it hasn’t changed since we met...
Andrés [getting down on one knee]: maybe it’s time it does.
Andrés: I want you to look me straight in the eyes.
Martín: You can’t have me look at those eyes and expect me to be straight.
Estocolmo: It's kinda cold.
Denver: Here! Take my jacket.
Palermo [looking at Andrés]: I'm cold, too.
Berlín: Well, damn, Martín, I can't control the weather!
ok I need help please I can't find a BerlínxPalermo fanfic cause my dumb ass didn't save it. They are at the monastery (I think) and they try to hide their relationship to the others but then Andrés gives up and the morning after he says something like "I didn't want to have sex because the morning after your face glows and you can't hide it" to Martín while they're lying on the grass
UPDATE:
tkss @histoireeternelle 💕
huele a azufre
Palermo: rearrange my guts daddy
Berlín [trying to remove the glass from his eyes]: why isn’t he under anesthesia
Denver: he’s under so much anesthesia
Berlín: It's not gay if I wanna date Martín, but like as bros right?
Nairobi: I'm not an expert, but that does sound kind of gay.
Helsinki [eating chips]: I'm an expert. That's gay.