No Homo | zaylor ✓

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"I can't tell them," Taylor said nervously as he and his boyfriend sat together in their dorm room. The two boys were cuddled up to one another beneath several layers of blankets, all due to the lack of heating in their cold dormitory. Body heat of another was needed. The cold air also happened to be a perfect excuse to cuddle each other.

It was the final Saturday before their winter break would commence. Taylor had promised Zac that he would tell his fraternity brothers prior to the students' winter vacation. This would be the last time that all of them would be together before break. It was his last chance. He didn't want to break the promise that he had made to Zac, but he was very nervous.

"You know what will happen if you don't do it," Zac said with his head pressed to Taylor's chest.

Taylor let out a loud sigh before saying, "I know." He wasn't going to lose his boyfriend if he didn't do it, but he would no longer be called the special name that was reserved for the times in which they fucked.

By this time, many of the people in Taylor's life that he valued knew about his relationship. He dreaded the question he was asked every single time. "So are you gay or bi?" He didn't know the answer. He would just shrug and ignore the question from there. He liked Zac, and that was all that he needed to know for now.

Logan knew, Taylor's brothers knew, and the couple had a feeling that Mrs. York knew as well. Although Zac had known of his sexuality for years, his family, surprisingly, was unaware of it. He knew how his family felt about anyone who was "different", so he chose to keep quiet about it. Therefore, Taylor didn't force Zac to tell his family members the truth.

Later that day, Zac and Taylor prepared themselves for the final frat party before the new year.

"I don't know if we should even go," Taylor argued as they were getting dressed. "We should study for finals."

Zac scoffed. "As if you study for anything."

He had a good point. No more arguing about whether or not to go.

"They won't even care," Zac later said to Taylor as they walked to the frat house. Taylor shrugged in response. He wanted to believe that, he really did. But it was difficult to do so when his anxiety prevented him from believing it.

Logan had decided to walk with them, which he was beginning to regret. He was the third wheel, trailing shortly behind them due to the lack of space on the sidewalk.

"You know," the kiwi started, "I don't think they'll care. They're supposed to support you regardless of things like that, so why should they care?"

He had a valid point. Taylor just looked away and sighed. "Whatever. We'll see. Just let me get some alcohol in my system first."

Fair enough. Nearly two hours into the party, Taylor had finally consumed enough alcohol to feel confident enough to tell the entire party his secret. Zac remained close to him the entire time. Of his peers that knew, which consisted only of Logan and Zac, neither of them were aware of how this announcement was going to be made.

Taylor drunkenly climbed onto the randomly placed pool table, interrupting an ongoing game.

"Excuse me!" he shouted. Nobody heard him. He continued shouting for a few minutes more, eventually reaching a point where he decided to remove his shirt to draw the attention of the crowd. This did exactly as he had hoped, bringing in the attention of many of the boys and girls within the frat house. He shouted once more, earning the attention of a few more of his frat brothers and other partygoers.

"Hi, I'm Taylor. I'm in this frat and I just, I just wanna say that I'm Taylor and I have a boyfriend!" he slurred with one arm raised as if this was a life-changing victory. Maybe it was, though.

Everyone immediately returned to what they had been doing, not at all caring for Taylor's statement. It wasn't that they didn't care about him, just didn't think it was important. It didn't change the way any of them — or most of them, rather — thought of him. He expected there to be a homophobe here or there but he would deal with that after winter break.

He climbed off of the pool table, being approached by the upperclassman Jon, whom he had befriended earlier in the year.

"It's pretty cool that you felt comfortable enough to tell everyone that," Jon said with a smile. Taylor's lips curved up into an almost identical expression.

It was finally over with. Taylor was so relieved and Zac was so proud of him. The two walked back to their dorm shortly after, holding hands and giving one another kisses here and there for the majority of the walk back. They knew that things were not going to be easy, but in that carefree moment, they didn't focus on the negatives. All they cared about was one another and the love they would now be able to show to the world.