Friends

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by antisocialdorito3

by antisocialdorito3

~Time Skip~

Marks POV

'We can only be friends. Am I even gay? Maybe bisexual. I do notice men more than women... Maybe I'm flexible in some way? But either way, none of them the way he appeals to me. He wasn't drunk the night we held each other. Maybe he feels the same? I wish things were easier.'

"Sean, we should talk. I have been thinking for a while. I think really like you," I rehearse in the mirror. I feel silly talking to myself in a mirror. I hear the door open and quickly compose myself and walk out.
He stands there and grins at me and I feel my face heat up a little. 'That goofy grin.' I smile back. "Hi..." He mumbles. "Hi," I say back, "did you enjoy that?" He nods slightly. I raise my arms just a bit to invite him into them. He gets the hint quickly, and closes the gap between us quickly, which takes me by surprise, so I lose my balance and fall backwards on the bed. He giggles, so it may have been his intention.

Jacks POV

I laugh, satisfied with getting what I wanted. 'Should I tell him?' Without realizing it, I had stood back up. He looks up at me with a confused look on his tired face. "I think we should talk first." He nods understandingly. "Mark-" I start, but he cuts in at the same time, saying my name. We chuckle nervously.
I begin with, "Every since you hugged me and lingered, I've been thinking about my feelings for you, nonstop. I'm still confused about them, because I've never looked at a man like I look at you. However, I know that my feelings are not just friendly anymore. I love when you smile at me, or when I feel your hands on me, or hold me. But I don't know if that's because it's different or if I have actual feelings for you."

Marks POV

   "Sean, I feel the exact same way," I say after slowly recovering from the embarrassment. I lean in to peck him on the cheek, but he flinches slightly, which kind of stings. "I just need to be clear that this isn't going to stop, when I leave. Will it stop, or will we continue talking?"
   I stare at him for a moment, trying to comprehend what he said. When I finally understand, I pull him to me saying, "of course. Like you said, I enjoy you. I enjoy your presence. I don't want you to leave, Sean. But no, this won't stop. I'll stay up every night to talk to you. I promise," I add with a grin.
   "Would you like to try... being more than friends?" My heart skips so many beats.
   "Yeah, I would. I really would," I say smiling like a goofball.