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Ever since that flower vine wrapped us close together Drakken and I have dated. Fun and casual were my favorites. Hand holding was fine, but when it came to kissy face I didn't really want that with him.
Sure every now and then I'd give in a tiny bit. Did I wanna make out with him, not really. I know in the past I did and that was because I was under the influence of the moodulator. That stupid thing made Kim and I act like complete emotional fools.
I even chased him down and slapped him good. The wrath of my mean green gave him some burn marks. I was so upset and no I did not forgive nor forget.
Later on, after this and after the Lorwardian showdown he kept asking what was wrong and I just told him it was nothing. I could tell that he wanted to dig into my secrets, but I changed subjects.
One day he presented me with a ring and he asked me to marry him. We weren't even that serious. I could tell he was lonely as was I. Love wasn't what I felt, not for him anyway. It was then that I had to sit him down and tell him the truth.
"I may have hinted about it, but I've failed at telling you about my personal life." I told him first.
"EHHH what?" He started, "You mean dating, right?"
I took a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. "No, Drakken, I mean my actual life. The life before the vine, before the moodulator, before we even met."
He looked confused. His eyebrows furrowed as he studied my face for any signs of what was coming. "What are you trying to tell me?"
"I'm bisexual." I told him honestly.
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The words hung in the air. Drakken's eyes widened slightly, but not with shock or disgust. It was more like he was waiting for the punchline to a joke he didn't quite get.
"You're . . . bisexual?" He finally managed to repeat, as if saying it out loud would make it make sense.
I nodded, feeling a mix of relief and anxiety. "Yes, I am. And I know it might change things, but I needed you to know."
Drakken was silent for a moment. His gaze never left mine. He took a step closer. His hand reached for mine and squeezed it gently. "Okay." He said. "What does that mean for us?"
"Partners and friends, like before we started dating. And I've had feelings for someone for a few years now." He looked down at our intertwined hands and then back up at me.
"Does this person know?" He quietly asked.
"No. I need to keep it that way. She's in a relationship." I answered.
Drakken's grip tightened briefly before he let go, stepping back to give us both some space. "I see." His eyes searched mine, looking for something, perhaps hoping for a change in my story.
"I'm sorry." I said, feeling a lump form in my throat. "I didn't mean to lead you on."
"Bahhh I knew it wouldn't last. It's fine . . . who is she? Do I know her?"
I could see the curiosity in his eyes. The hint of jealousy creeping in. But mostly, I saw his understanding. And his willingness to accept my truth without question. "Who's your favorite person to hate on?" I asked, smirking.
He took a second to think before replying, "You know I don't hate anyone."
"Come on, Drakken, play along." I nudged him with my elbow, trying to lighten the mood. "Rah-rah sis boom bah."
