"Blue," Perth sighed as soon as he accepted the call from the pub owner. He knew he would have to talk to him and explain everything, even though he didn't really need to excuse himself for anything.
The brown eyed lad didn't speak for a few seconds, "Perth, it's so nice to finally hear your voice after all these days."
It hurt Perth how hurt the pub owner sounded, but he knew he couldn't drag this conversation any longer.
"Yeah," he said, "It's been a while. A lot of things have happened and changed since the last time we saw each other."
"Really? I don't really want to have this conversation over the phone." Blue said breathless, and it was like he knew what was about to come.
"It's better this way, believe me. I feel so guilty." Perth sat down in his kitchen table. It was raining outside and he could hear the droplets of water against the kitchen window.
Blue didn't speak for a few seconds, and Perth didn't blame him. In fact, he blamed himself for bringing Blue in this mess. The pub owner had been such a good friend to him, even though a bit pushy at times, but still. Perth didn't blame him.
He knew that if he had been on Blue's shoes maybe he would have done the same. Perth's situation was so miserable, and the boy had been helpless, so Blue of course he would have felt as if he needed to save him.
"Why do you feel guilty?" It was low and hurt when it came, and Perth's heart broke again. It was like Perth knew what he was going to say, and just waited for Perth to confirm it.
He made a few patterns with his finger on his dining table, trying to come up with the best way of how was he going to say that. Nothing seemed good enough.
"Saint and I...uh... we've decided to work it out." Perth winced when he said it, in anticipation of what Blue's reaction was going to be. He didn't really know what to expect.
"Have you?" It came with a snort, and then a chuckle escaped Blue's lips too.
"Yes," Perth elaborated, "We went on a honeymoon and we have talked about it. I know you may think I'm stupid for doing this, but. It's what I chose to do." Perth finished determined and sure of his decision.
He was not afraid per say, but he didn't want to hurt Blue further. He didn't deserve it. Maybe if Saint hadn't seek him, and approached him, and asked for forgiveness he would have tried to take things further with the pub owner. Blue had a special place in his heart, but only as a friend. Nobody could take Saint's place.
"Perth, I don't think that was a very wise decision. You better than anyone know, how much Saint has hurt you!" Blue spoke harshly, enunciating each word.
"I know how much Saint has hurt me, you don't have to repeat it. There are things that has happened between us as a couple that are between him and I. Please, respect that." Perth pressed his lips together.
"Don't make me laugh for God's sake. He will never change. He will always be the same asshole that he has always been." Blue's voice came in a rush, sounding like he wanted to make up Perth's mind and trying to make him reason.
"Look, I didn't want to tell you this way. It's the worst way possible, but I need to focus on my marriage." Perth pressed.
"What about us, then?"
"Nothing really happened between us, Blue, and you know it. A kiss does not make a relationship. That's all what happened between us. Just a kiss. That's it."
Blue didn't speak again, but he did not end the call either. They just kept hearing at each other's breathing for a little bit. Then the pub owner sighed.
