Fifty Shades Of Gay (M×B)

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I scowl with frustration at myself in the mirror. Damn my hair – it just won’t behave, and damn Max for being ill and subjecting me to this ordeal.

I should be studying for my final exams, which are next week, yet here I am trying to brush my hair into submission. I must not sleep with it wet. I must not sleep with it wet. Reciting this mantra several times, I attempt, once more, to bring it under control with the brush. I roll my eyes in exasperation and gaze at the pale, brown-haired petite boy with blue eyes staring back at himself in the mirror.

My only option is to restrain my wayward hair
and hope that I look semi presentable.

Max is my roommate and bestfriend, and he has chosen today of all days to succumb to the flu.
Therefore, he cannot attend the interview he’d arranged to do, with some mega-industrialist tycoon I’ve never heard of, for the student newspaper. So I have been volunteered. I ve never heard of, for the student newspaper. So I have been volunteered. I have final exams to cram for, one essay to finish, and I’m supposed to be working this afternoon, but no – today I have to drive a hundred and  fifty miles to downtown Seattle in order to meet the enigmatic CEO of Dell Enterprises Holdings Inc. As an exceptional entrepreneur and major benefactor of our University, his time is extraordinarily precious
– much more precious than mine – but he has granted Max an interview. A real coup, he tells me. Damn him extra-curricular activities.
Max is huddled on the couch in the living room.

“Alex, I’m sorry. It took me nine months to get this interview. It will take another six to reschedule, and we’ll both have graduated by then. As the editor, I can’t blow this off. Please,” Max begs me in his rasping, sore throat voice. How does he do it? Even ill he looks cute and gorgeous, strawberry blonde hair in place and green eyes bright,
although now red-rimmed and runny. I ignore my pang of unwelcome sympathy.

Of course I’ll go Max. You should get back to bed. Would you like some Nyquil or Tylenol?”

Nyquil, please. Here are the questions and my mini-disc recorder. Just press record here. Make notes, I’ll transcribe it all.”
“I know nothing about him,” I murmur, trying and failing to suppress my rising .“The questions will see you through. Go. It’s a long drive. I don’t want you to be late.”“Okay, I’m going. Get back to bed. I made you some soup to heat up later.” I stare at
him fondly. Only for you, Max , would I do this.I will. Good luck. And thanks Alex as usual, you’re my lifesaver.”
Gathering my satchel, I smile wryly at him, then head out the door to the car. I cannot believe I have let Max talk me into this. But then Max can talk anyone into anything. he’ll make an exceptional journalist.

He’s articulate, strong, persuasive, argumentative,
not believe I have let max talk me into this. But then Max can talk anyone into anything.
beautiful  and he's my dearest bestfriend.

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