"Aiden! Aiden! Wake up! Come on, you slowpoke!"

Aiden groans as he wakes up from his slumber. He touches his face as he feels the dried up tears from his cheeks.

He looks around the room and spots Daime on the corner with a wide smile. Aiden smiles at him with his half asleep spirit as Daime launch towards him and flop to the bed with Aiden.

"Wake up, sleepy head! You promised to help me. Come!"

Aiden just stares at Daime and tries to recall if he indeed promised him anything. Daime sighs and opens the door to scream at Primo.

"The fuck did you do to Aiden last night? Why does he looks so exhausted?!"

Primo only chuckles and continues with what he is doing. Aiden just looks at him with a smile and moves away from the bed as he stands in tippy toes to ruffle Daime's hair.

"Nooooo. Don't do that. It took me four hours to do a proper hairstyle!"

Aiden only chuckles and goes inside the bathroom and washes his face. He even hums a song that is quite unfamiliar with him.

He looks at the date and tries to pinch himself if he is seeing the right date. The calendar says the year is 2032 but the last he checked the digital calendar under the clock before he went to bed last night, the date says 2022.

"What in the world is happening?"

He just shrugs it off and continues with his morning routine. He washes his face with facial cream, moisturizer, gel cream and beauty soap. One at a time after each cream had been washed off from his face.

He looks at his reflection before drying his face when Daime opens the door with a pout on his face.

"Still not done?"

Aiden chuckles and nods at Daime.

"Chill, I will be out in thirty."

Daime whines and walks away from the door. He knows that he can't do anything bad to Aiden or Primo will kill him.

He sits on the edge of the bed like a good boy and waits for Aiden to finish. Just like what Aiden said, the latter goes out of the bathroom in exactly thirty minutes.

Aiden is full dressed and ready to go. Daime widens his eyes and shock to see Aiden ready after thirty minutes.

"What the hell? What kind of sorcery is this?"

Aiden laughs at Daime's reaction and walks out of the room to bid Primo his good bye. The taller male kisses him on his cheeks and tells Daime to take care of his boyfriend.

Aiden blushes at the sentiment but Daime's reaction made him question the reality of what is happening in front of him.

"Of course, I will. Or else, I won't see my future kids being born if Aiden gets in trouble."

Both of the Santoros laugh at their antics and Daime pushes Aiden to his car.

"Let's go, sleepy head!"

Aiden can only nod and follows the man without any proper explanation of what is happening right now. He is still asking himself if this is reality or just a dream.

But in the back of his mind, he is hoping that this just a dream and Daime is still his.

Daime starts the engine and the car moves out of the gates of the mansion. Grandmama is there in the front porch, waving them goodbye with a big smile on her face.

Weird.

Everything is weird to Aiden. Because the last time he remembers is that Grandmama is still mad at him for taking two of her favorite grandsons.

The ride to the town is peaceful and quiet. Aiden likes the atmosphere around him and Daime. It is a type of atmosphere that is both a comfort and a relaxation.

He doesn't want it to go away as he sighs deeply and leans his head by the window. Daime looks over at Aiden's direction and smiles.

[Aiden looks cute. I am so glad that Primo got him and not just anyone from the family.]

Daime thought in his mind. He looks back to the road as the song plays quietly in the background.

The serene sky and the soft floating clouds that travel in the sky, Daime sighs as he readies himself for the big event.

"Fuck. I am so excited."

Aiden looks at Daime with confusion in his eyes as the latter can't contain whatever excitement he is feeling right now.

This gives Aiden another wonder. What is Daime being excited for? And most importantly, who?

They arrive at a boutique shop filled with gentlemen clothing. Plain colored vest that differs from the lightest color to the darkest, shining leather shoes that varies from different designs, shapes and points, long sleeves that accentuates the male's body structure and his muscular appearance.

The boutique looks an expensive and luxurious boutique that only caters rich people like Daime. He wonders if the same boutique exists back in 2022.

He sighs and enters with Daime. They are welcome by the clerk with a big smile plastered on his face.

"Mr. Santoro! You finally came!"

Daime nods enthusiastically as he proceeds at the counter while Aiden takes a seat at the lounging area while Daime talks to the clerk about a certain pattern for his clothes.

"Perfect! We have the exact match!"

Daime nods proudly as he goes to Aiden's side and sits down comfortably. He sighs and leans back to relax. Aiden stares at him and asks the most dreadful and confusing question that he has in mind.

"What are we doing here?"

Daime looks at Aiden as if he is joking and completely faces him to see his reaction as he tries to comprehend what is going on right now.

"Wait… Didn't I tell you already?"

Aiden shakes his head as he looks at him with wide eyes. Daime chuckles as he thinks that Aiden is still joking.

But this thought contradicts by how Aiden stares at him with curiosity. Daime stops from laughing and changes into his more serious face.

He clears his throat to make sure that Aiden will hear him because he knows that he already told Aiden about this topic.

"I am getting married to a woman of my dreams! Can you believe that I found the girl for me?"

Aiden's smile suddenly falters. Daime sees this sudden change and feels a sudden shock.

"Why are you not happy? Are you okay, Aiden?"

Aiden can't comprehend what Daime just said. So he did the first thing that comes up to his mind, which is run.

Aiden stands up from the couch and runs out of the boutique. Daime screams his name but it is too late.

"AIDEN!"