Authors Note: I used some lyrics to a song called "Dejame Robarte un Beso" by Carlos Vives. I don't own the rights and used it solely to carry a portion of the story.

Only Time Will Tell

Part 4

Katie couldn't even begin to explain how she felt. She had been staring at the button, now comfortably placed above her engraved last name on the lapel of her uniform. This would be the first of many more badges to come. She knew that from now, she was going to work very hard to ensure Earth's safety and independence from the Galra. After the meeting had been over, she had been enveloped in hugs and kisses from her mother. Shiro and every other soldier in the room, praised her and stood in salute to her. The last to approach her were Iverson and her father, who both after giving her a salute hugged her so tight she felt the pride to her very core. She had to tell her friends, she had to tell Lance. He would be so excited, maybe even eliciting a hug from him too. With all the commotion, she hadn't even had a chance to think about the night prior. She had been in his arms, he had held her tight and they had fallen asleep like that. Not to mention the fact he had dreamt about her. The way her name fell from his lips, so winded and pleading. Lance had dreamt about her and he had feigned innocence. Could it had been that intense that he didn't want her to know. Katie could feel the heat rise to her cheeks, now walking towards the outside hall where she left the soldier.

"Katie? Sweetie, what's wrong? You're all flushed, do you want to have a seat before we leave? Would you like to go back to the hospital? Maybe all this was too much to handle…." her mother had managed to notice her crimson cheeks. Catching her completely off guard as well, Katie turned to her defensively. Her mother looking so concerned. Colleen hadn't left her daughter side since after she had come home. Much less after the battle.

"hah no Mom please, I'm fine I promise. It's just, your right, all of this was so sudden I wasn't expecting any of this at all." She said waving her hands slightly dismissingly. She still felt so guilty for making her mother suffer for so long and now making her worry more was pure torture. Her gut couldn't take any more guilt. "Mom, I'm sorry I keep making you worry like this. I meant it, I'm okay", Katie said with a sure smile. Yea there is no way she's going to talk to her mother about what and or who was making her so flustered.

Colleen, however was no fool and she knew her daughter better than that. She may had been gone for several years, but Katie was still Katie. No matter how much she had grown she was still her baby and they were both so similar. Like they had been cut from the same cloth. Katie wore her heart on her sleeve just like her mother did. Colleen knew that with time she would open up and talk about what was on her mind. "If you say so honey, just know that you can always talk to me'', she smiled.

They walked together towards the main hallway away from all the soldiers that had now grouped together outside the council room. Different topics being thrown left and right, some about the newest Alien races that had arrived to Earth, others about their duties and the work they still currently had. One topic however caught her ear.

"So, who are you going to the party with?" she had over heard a female commander ask her subordinate. "I had asked my wife and her family to come with us" he answered. They had walked past her and her mother. Party? When?

"Hey mom, have you heard anything about a party?", she asked her. Colleen looked at her surprised.

Of course, Katie might not have heard yet, with being in the hospital and all. She smiled at her daughter. "Yes, Lance's mother and her family thought it would be nice to have a little party to liven things up. In lieu of recent events, she with the help of her daughter Veronica have set something up for tonight. They had a name for it in Spanish, I know it means Bonfire. They felt that we all need a little fun, we need to stand as a race in total solidarity and this party will help with that. I'm sorry honey I had completely forgotten to mention it."

"It's okay Mom."

Bonfire? She had never been to one, even in the time before she went to space. Did Lance know about said party? He might, it was his family after all. They were bound to tell him. How come he hadn't mentioned it though? She contemplated all these thoughts until she clearly heard the voice that had been haunting her most recent day dreams. Lance yelled out for her as she looked up to meet his eyes. He was in a full sprint, coming towards her. Katie could feel the heat rushing back to her face.

"Katie!" he yelled again waiving at her. She half smiled, very awkwardly. Katie felt a pair of eyes searing at her side. Oh, yea her mother noticed, and just smiled knowingly. Colleen had known it was just a matter of time, she knew her kid well.

She patted Katie's shoulder gently, "I'll take my leave sweetie. Your father and I will see you at the party. Okay?". With a wink and a smile, she took off and left Katie to her own defenses.

She turned her gaze back and before she knew, Lance's good arm was around her waist and she was being lifted from the ground in a twirling motion.

"Lance! Oh my god put me down!", her hands gripped his shoulders tightly. No one had ever done that, no one besides her father that is. This felt intimate, so new. Hi broad chest pressed tight against her. What was wrong with her, she never got that flustered around him.

"I'm sorry Pidgeon, I'm just so excited for you!" he chuckled extatically as he gently set her down.

"Excited?" she tilted a brow.

Lance smiled brightly at her "Yea, I heard about your promotion. You know I have connections, and long story short I found out about your new rank title."

He had connections alright, she could see Veronica waving to her from her peripheral vision. Sporting a wide grin across her pretty face. All Katie could do was smile sheepishly and wave back at the older girl.

"So, I'm not sure if you have heard the rumors yet. I sure didn't know until my mama' and Veronica came to visiting hours and mentioned it, but there's this party. I wanted to know if you m-might want to come with me?" he managed to squeak out his question, and Katie couldn't believe what she was hearing.

The universe was really out to get her, she wasn't sure how much more emotional stress her little heart could take. Lance was asking her to the party and she just stood there dumb founded.

"Y-you want m-me to go to the party, with you?"

It was his turn to be incredibly shy, and she was sure that he had never looked as handsome as he did that very moment. His caramel skin upon his cheekbones now had a rosy tint. Rubbing a hand behind his neck, pulling at the tiny strands of hair from sheer anxiety anticipating her answer. The boy she had been sure could never possibly be interested in her, had asked her to the party. In return was looking as disgruntled as she had a few seconds prior.

"unless o-of c-course you're thinking of going with someone else that's t-totally understandable", he stammered on barely taking a breath, not meeting her gaze. The very thought of rejection shook him, and he had to steel himself when he saw her take a breath. 'Damn, she's going to turn me down'.

"I'll go."

"It's okay Pidgey. I'm sure you'd much rather go….wait W-what?", he stopped whilst shooting an incredulous look at her.

"I'll go to the party with you," her cheeks now rosy as well, made the amber in her eyes all the brighter. 'Damn, she is beautiful'.

"Really? Awesome!" he balled up his fist in a triumphant gesture.

Veronica stepped up, after hearing that Katie had accepted. Taking the conversation into her own hands, "I'm glad to know you'll join us." She softly placed a hand on Katie's shoulder, "it will be a Fogata party, a bonfire. We'll have music and food and so much fun. It's time we all got out of our funk and actually started behaving like humans again."

Katie liked the idea, when her mother had mentioned it there had been a shimmer in her eyes. After the Galra invasion, there had been a change in the multitude. The tumultuous time brought it out of everyone, they had all been on guard. Now it was time for change. They had their time to mourn the lost, now it was time to celebrate their victory.

"This all sounds like fun, I've never been to a bonfire party. Maybe because I've never really lived by the coast. I'm more of a city girl," she admitted and both Lance and Veronica's jaw dropped. This poor girl, she was in for a good time, they would make sure of it.

"I wouldn't even know what to wear. Don't know if there is anything I could wear, with all the damage and the city being in ruins", she shrugged.

"Oh, don't worry about that. Actually, the city has been slowly brought up again while you and the rest of the crew were recuperating. We could go on a run to find something for you to wear. Or if you'd like I could also lend you some clothes, I still have this really pretty dress that I was saving to give my niece Nadia when she came of age."

Dress? Lance's ears perked up at this and felt extremely hot, he was brought back to his previous dream. The sunset, the beach, the light peach tint of Katie's lips brushing his. He hoped that the heat from his ears didn't reach his cheeks again and completely betrayed him. He would get to see Pidge in a dress. Since when had he been reduced to this, flustered mess of emotions. He was never like this when Allura was near.

'Because you actually have feelings for Katie you dumb dumb', the little voice in his head deadpanned. Somehow the little voice in his head sounded a whole lot like Veronica. He was so lost in thought he didn't hear the real Veronica trying to coax him from his daydream.

"Lance! Hey! You with us?" Veronica asked frustrated. "Hey space cadet, come back to us please," she snapped her fingers in front of his face. "We've decided, Katie will come to our quarters to get ready. We'll meet you at the Fogata once we're done. Deal?" her arm was now around Katie's shoulders in a half hug. Katie's cute blush now tinting her face again. 'She's so cute, and she's going to the party with me' he thought to himself. He felt like the luckiest guy.

"Sounds like a plan, besides I have to go get this thing removed", Lance slightly lifted his casted arm. "I was discharged today and told I don't need this anymore'', he said turning to Katie. "So anyway, see you tonight?" his gaze soft. Blue eyes met Amber with longing and a hint of something, she didn't want to get her hopes up for.

"Yea, see you there."

They walked towards opposite directions, when through the intercom a very frustrated woman's voice sounded through the halls.

"Would Cadet McClain, please return to his hospital room."

'Oh quiznak' he thought, Katie walking away with Veronica just giggled.

The sun had set, and the decorative lights had been strung along a common area outside the Atlas. The Atlas had stood idle after the battle. She had been reduced to go back to her ship form in order for the paladins and everyone else to be treated for wounds as well as to reunite families.

The party would soon been in full swing, Lance's mother had overseen the food preparations, while his father had been working with him and his brother's on gathering lumber for the bonfire. He had taken time after the preparations to tell the team about the Fogata. Hunk and his family had been all in for the festivities, Shay would be his plus one. Coran and Romelle had been nothing less than intrigued by this human custom and had been looking forward to being honorary humans for the night. Allura had already known, she and his sister had been recently working together. With all the Galran tech and the fact that they had still been trying to find all the missing pieces of the Galran battle beast. Veronica had mentioned it during.

Keith was the tough one, he had practically almost begged him to go. Keith had only feigned disinterest, to his chagrin. After messing with Lance, he finally admitted he wouldn't miss it. Especially if it meant that he would see Lance make a fool of himself if he decided to dance. Lance couldn't complain though, he was more than happy that his relationship with the red paladin had gotten much better with time. He could now sincerely say that he was Keith's right-hand man, as well as he was the right hand of Voltron.

Lance had finished up his duties, taken a quick shower and taken his time on choosing what he would wear. He wanted to look good for his girl. His girl, he really liked the sound of that but no. He wasn't going to get ahead of himself. She could still very well reject his advances. He would try his best to earn her trust and romance her. He wasn't the young adventurous man he had been 4 years ago. He had grown, emotionally and mentally. The new Lance was analytical and practical, two important virtues that he had learned from no one else but Katie. The very thought made his stomach flip. She was so good for him, he just hoped that she agreed that he was good for her too.

He stood in his assigned room rummaging through the clothes his family had managed to salvage for him. Giving himself a final look over the mirror. He was very vain, he could comfortably admit that. If he was being completely honest with himself, he looked great. He had chosen a light blue button up collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, untucked. He had some khaki straight legged pants with his regular sneakers on. He had gelled his hair back and to the side, successfully achieving a coiffed look.

He was seeing himself for the first time in weeks, the remnant scars of the battle now clear on his person. Rosy like scars gracing his once perfect unblemished skin. He also noticed the defined muscle on his forearms and collar area. Which could be nothing short of expected from the training with the simulator at the castle of lions all those times. Past Lance would have flipped at seeing his perfect skin scarred and marred to no repair. The thought alone caused a simple chuckle now. No matter, he had a party to attend and a beautiful little genius to swoop off her feet.

When he got to the party, he saw his family and friends eating and talking animatedly. The rest of the crowd was filled with officers and soldiers in their civilian clothes. He could hear music playing in the back ground, the sound so familiar. Like the summers in Havana when he would visit his uncles, who had been big Salsa musicians in their day. Playing music for him and his siblings, his mother and father teaching him the basics of Salsa dancing. He smiled at the memories. The tradition had been continued through his brothers Marco and Luis and even himself on the guitar. His brothers smiled and waved at him, Marco shouting his direction.

"Lance! Hermano! *Que bola? How are you feeling?", Lance walked towards them both and greeted them.

"I'm feeling great, you know me I bounce back quick. By the way, I'm looking for my friend. Have either of you seen a short young lady with round glasses?", he placed his hand near his chest gesturing at her estimated height.

"You mean miss Holt, no bro I haven't seen her. Is that who you looking good for. *Estas' hecho un Mango! your looking handsome little bro."

"It's not like that, at least not yet" he pouted at Marco's teasing.

Marco just laughed, he missed teasing his younger brother. "Well if it does become that, I'm proud of you. She's a good girl and from what we've heard she's a spitfire that one. You remember what Papa' and Mama' taught us, you respect her *muchacho. Take good care of her."

"I think It will be the other way around, she's always saving me. But, I will brother. I'll catch you both a bit later maybe play a *bolero with you both. I miss playing." Waving goodbye, he returned to his earlier mission.

He began to skim the crown for a mop of honey locks and a pair of round glasses, but nothing. Looking over at the 3-foot fire blazing in the pit, he approached Hunk and Shay. They both each had a plate of food and were sitting next to the pit.

"This- Bonfire, you called it right? It's so pretty and lively", Shay said astounded.

"Yea, it is isn't it. Back in Samoa where my mother is from, we have these fun festivals. Very much like this one" Hunk said proudly before popping a garlic knot into his mouth. "Oh, hey look its Lance," he waved him down.

"Hey guys, I hope you're having fun. By chance have either of you seen my sister Veronica or Ka-…I mean uh Pidge?".

'Smooth dude, way to almost blow your cover', he thought to himself.

"No man, haven't seen them. Great party though, I really missed your mom's garlic knots", he said whilst chewing said knot. Shay just nodded in agreement.

"Hah, thanks. You and me both my man. I'm going to go look for them, catch you guys in a bit", he assured as he walked away.

He kept searching and searching to no avail. He was stopped from his search as he felt a slight tap on his shoulder. The act bringing him from his reverie, excitedly turning his gaze to only find Allura behind him. She looked like the very ethereal princess she was. Her tresses falling like silver white cascades over her shoulder and down her back. She was wearing a traditional pink Havanan dress, he recognized as being worn before by his sister Rachel. The trim of the dress low at chest level, leaving her shoulders bare to the night chill. The waist line tight against her frame, accentuating her curves. She looked amazing, and yet he could be far from interested compared to before.

"Lance, this human custom is so much fun. Look, your sister Rachel even managed to loan me a dress for the occasion. How does it look?" she sincerely asked him, twirling in a circle to show herself off.

"You look great Allura, beautiful as always. I'm glad your having fun", he shot her a genuine smile.

"I was wondering we could spend some time, maybe you could teach me more about your family's custom's and festivities like these. Veronica had mentioned many holidays that you all share together as a family."

He was about to reject her request, when from behind Allura he saw his sister Veronica. She looked great in her red form fitting cocktail dress, it made her blue eyes pop. He remembered many times that he had to scare off possible jerks, trying to pine after his beloved sisters. His sisters were very beautiful, so him and his brothers always had their hands tied trying to pry the scumbags away from them. His eyes then wandered to the person she was talking with.

Next to her was this beautiful vision in a periwinkle colored dress. His breath hitched when he noticed her smiling and laughing with his sister. Her bare shoulders and how the dress hung from her slender neck like a collar. The back of the dress fell slightly low to the small of her back leaving the freckled skin there exposed. His finger tips itched, he could already feel the soft skin and he hadn't even touched her yet. She had also opted to pinning her hair back into a simple, yet elegant style and she wasn't wearing her glasses. A bright pink flower was securely pinned upon her left ear. She had a pair of small wedged sandals that complimented her dress and not to mention her pretty, slender and toned legs.

'Oh quiznak, she's breathtaking. Crap, I'm in trouble.'

She looked like she was looking for someone, probably him. As she caught his gaze he felt his blood freeze. Had she caught him ogling her from a distance. He probably looked like a creep to her. All those thoughts flew out the window when she began to wave at him with a big smile on her face. She was going to start walking over towards him, when she noticed who he was standing next to she stopped.

"Hey there Assistant Chief of Communications, congratulations on your promotion", James Griffin startled her, coming towards her from behind her. Drink in hand, he flashed a lop-sided grin at her. That title was going to take some getting use to, but she couldn't help the swelling in her chest at the sound of it.

"Thanks Griffin", she reciprocated.

"Please, call me James. May I call you Katie? I heard you go by another name?" he politely asked.

James was nothing short of a gentleman and that southern drawl that he tried to hide so well just made his appeal even more endearing.

"My family and friends call me Pidge actually, Katie is okay too."

"Well Katie, it's a pleasure to formally meet you again. Now in a much different circumstance. I hope it's not too forward of me, but may I say, you look amazing. May I get you something to drink or eat. I've heard that Mrs. McClain has some mad cooking skills."

Katie looked over to Lance, he was still looking at her. She could tell Allura was talking to him, but his eyes were glued to hers.

"Thank you, James. umm sure, I could go for some food. I'm pretty hungry" she agreed, she wasn't going to just stand in the way of Lance's chance with Allura. She started following James towards the food tables.

What in the heck! She was walking away with James? Why, did she not see him? He could feel his chest tighten with every step she took away from him.

"Lance? Are you alright?" Allura asked her voice dripping with concern.

"Yea, hey listen I'd love to stay and talk but there is something I need to do right now. I'm sorry, maybe you can ask Veronica. I'm sure she would be more than available to give you the run down. Okay? Have fun."

With that he was gone, full on stride towards Katie's direction. He could feel Allura's gaze burning him as he walked away. Catching Veronica in his way he interrupted her conversation with another officer.

"Vero, please take care of Allura. I feel bad, I had to leave her a bit confused. I must go get Katie, she's with James. She saw me talking with Allura, and I don't want her getting the wrong idea", he whispered into his sister's ear. She nodded her agreement and excused herself from the officer she had been talking with.

Lance was determined to reach her before anyone else tried to stop him. He couldn't help but feel a surge of jealousy run through him. James was a total stud, he knew him since they were kids. They shared some qualities, cockiness, vanity, but James however was very smart. He knew what James was capable off. From the beginning he knew what he wanted to be and what he could be if he set him mind to it. There was no impossible with him, which made Lance very self-conscious. Lance could lose Katie to him if he wasn't careful.

Lance reached his destination, standing behind Katie. He gently placed his hand on her shoulder and he smiled towards James. A total fake smile, James could understand what was going on.

"Hey there James. You don't mind that I take Katie from you for a bit, right?"

"L-Lance? What are you doing?", Katie said in a harsh whisper.

"U-um s-sure, by all means go right ahead"

"Thanks man", Lance replied with a smug grin on his face.

He pulled her towards the crowd, away from James. Katie had a firm pout, now contorting her lovely face. He managed to find a place near the fire pit. He stopped them there and tried to talk to her.

"Katie…."

"What the heck Lance! Why did you do that. James was just being nice, he was offering me a drink and some food. Did you really have to take me from there" she crossed her arms. Meeting his gaze, she now noticed had turned to a look of hurt.

"I'm sorry! It's just…. nothing never mind", how could he tell her he had felt jealousy. How could he tell her that she looked so beautiful and he didn't want to share her with anybody? That he had asked her to the party as his plus one and that he was feeling very territorial. He couldn't, she was her own person and he would never want to make her feel like she wasn't allowed to do as she pleased. Besides, she wasn't his girlfriend yet. He had messed up and was now at a loss of words.

"No Lance, you don't get to do that. You already didn't tell me what you dreamt about this morning. You just pushed it aside and disregarded it. You had mentioned me in your sleep." She jabbed her index finger into his chest. "Are you going to talk to me?" she asked him very much angry at this point.

His eyes turned somber, he didn't even know how to begin. He had told himself he wouldn't spill his guts to her. He was going to keep his promise even if it killed him on the inside. What would he gain from telling her. That he had had an epiphany that morning. That the very thought of her in his arms sent his heart spiraling and he felt total longing. She wouldn't believe him. Quiznak, why had he been such a dumb flirt in the past. Katie would think he still had feelings for Allura. She spoke up, breaking him from his thoughts.

"Besides, you were talking with Allura. I didn't want to interrupt you guys, I'd just get in your way" she coldly stated, the acidic words falling from her lips.

"Ugh! What is with you, I've already told you that it's not like that. I don't have those feelings anymore!" Lance said exasperatedly. He was going to do it, he couldn't stop that feeling of wanting her to know everything. He stopped himself, when he heard more music playing. A very familiar tune that he had heard before.

'Son muchos años que pasaron sin decir te quiero, y en verdad te quiero, pero encuentro formas de engañar mi corazón'

He sighed and held out his hand for Katie to take, "Come follow me".

She hesitantly took his hand in hers, he pulled her towards the sound of the music playing. Lance's brother Luis singing the melody of the song. It had been a lively tune, but they had changed the rhythm to a slow melody.

'Fue muchos años que pasaron sin robarte un beso, solo quiero un beso y por tu boca no me importa ser ladrón'

"Dance with me?" he asked her. She looked nervous, he stopped her before she could decline. "It's okay if you don't know how, just following me." Katie nodded her approval. Her blush now very evident on her cheeks. His hands hesitated, hovering near her waist. "May I?", he asked her permission.

"What?"

"Hah, may I touch you? You know… place my hand on your waist?" he chuckled.

"Nothing stopped you the night before," she said not meeting his gaze.

His laugh was timid as he gently placed his hands on her waist, she was a spitfire for sure. He slowly moved them at a steady pace.

"Just follow me, okay. I promise I won't do anything too crazy just nice and simple steps.

Katie placed her hands on his shoulder, really taking in the height difference between them. She noticed that, with all the time they had spent in space she hadn't notice how much they changed. She wasn't so young anymore. She had at least grown two more inches, during her time there. She could easily reach his chin now. Looking at their feet moving in sync, she realized she was really dancing.

"What's wrong?" Lance asked her, looking down at her trying to meet her eyes.

"Nothing, just I've never really danced, and I can't believe I'm actually doing it. Hah, I bet you did this all the time growing up huh?"

"It's a family thing, I'd always watch my parents teach my siblings and then eventually teach me. Especially because when we would go to parties, dumb guys would always ask my sisters to dance. But they sucked at dancing so my sisters always found their dance partner in us. Ever since Marco got married and Nadia and Sylvio were born, it was just Luis and I taking my sisters to parties."

"Haha, oh boy. So, you're an expert then, should I feel intimidated? I feel completely inadequate compared to you", she teased.

"Psssh, this is nothing. I'll show you real dancing, some day. I don't want to scare you away right now" he equally teased her back.

She chuckled and turned to Lance's brothers playing the same melody, she liked how it sounded even if she couldn't understand the words.

"Hey Lance, what is your brother singing. It sounds like a nice song, almost romantic."

"Oh um…" he hesitated, feeling a surge of heat to his face. "Well the song is about a guy telling the girl he likes that he knows he has taken his time to tell her how he really feels. He also asks her if she would allow him to steal a kiss and her heart so they can be together."

"But isn't that superfluous, it wouldn't really be stealing if he has to ask right?"

"Haha you would think, it sounds nicer in Spanish. It doesn't always translate the way it should", he liked this. Like all the tension from before had melted away. They were their usual selves now, except now the teasing felt more like flirting. It wasn't like their usual conversations.

Enjoying the full extent of her body pressed against him, he lost himself in the music. Keeping a steady rhythm for her to follow him, and she began to feel more comfortable herself. She placed her hands behind his neck. The act startled him, but not so much that he pushed her away. In fact, he relished in the moment and pressed her much closer. He felt bold enough that he spun her around, eliciting a laugh from her. That laugh, he loved it so much. More so because he had caused it. As he pulled her back to him, her hands found the nape of his neck again. She slightly threaded her fingertips through the small hairs that laid there. Katie's eyes found his, and for just a second, he saw something in them. So deep and tender. God, could it be that she felt everything he was feeling. Could it be that she felt something for him too? It felt like gravitational pull was drawing them closer and closer, noses brushing. She has freckles, on dotted along her nose and on the apple of her cheeks. Along her shoulders and he wanted to trace each one. Draw constellations on her skin. Their lips so close to touching just like in his dream, but he stopped himself.

"Katie wait"

She realized what had almost happened, like waking from a trance. "Oh my god, Lance I'm so sorry!", she tried to pull away from him. "I swear I don't know what came over me."

"No, Katie wait", he kept her from pulling any further away. As the song came to an end, a faster paced one came along. Veronica and her sister Rachel had pulled some people over to join the area for dancing.

"Come, follow me. Can we please talk?", he decided that after what almost transpired between them. It was no better time than to confess what he felt within him. With everything they had lived and survived, Lance knew that there was no time for what if's anymore. He would speak from the heart.

Katie nodded. Grabbing her hand tightly in his, he pulled her away from the growing crowd of dancers and towards the Atlas where the Lions stayed idled like the great giant guardians they were.

Sorry I took so long to finish this, as you can see it a hefty chapter, but I couldn't help myself. I hope you like it. I'm a firm believer that good things take time.

I used some of the lyrics from "Dejame Robarte un Beso" from Carlos Vives. They translate as,

'Many years passed with being able to say I love you, and I really love you. But I keep finding way to lie to my heart'

'Many years passed without being able to steal a kiss, I just want a kiss, and for your lips I don't care if I'm a thief'

I love this song, I feel like its perfect for them. It describes them so well.

Marco uses some Cuban lingo, for example.

"Hermano, Que Bola?" – means "Brother, what's up?"

"Estas hecho un Mango" – literally means you are a mango, but in Central America, when you refer to someone as a mango its because