No Homo

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A/N: This is non-betaed, poorly revised, and might have some OOC-ness. I apologize in advance for any errors.

Since he was little, John knew he liked both boys and girls. His father taught him that it is okay to like both sexes, as long as he used protection.

One day during class he saw Isen staring at Blyke, who was talking to the teacher. More specifically he was staring at Blyke's butt. Wait a minute, is Isen gay? He's blatantly staring. To be be fair Blyke does have a nice ass.

John continued to observe the elite-tier's behavior. He saw Isen flirting with Cecile (who jokingly rebuffed him), and noticed his behavior around girls and boys were the same. Therefore, he concluded Isen must be bisexual.

When John confronted Isen about it later, Isen immediately tried to deny everything.

"W-What? I think you've got it all wrong, I'm 100% straight!"

John gave him a disbelieving look. "Uh huh, sure. I saw you staring at Blyke's ass the other day, and I've seen you check out and flirt with both boys and girls."

Isen's cheeks started turning red. "First off, I zoned out and I happened to be looking in that direction. Secondly, I don't check out guys."

Is he that unwilling to admit his sexuality? John thought. "You know, I'm bisexual as well. If you're scared of everyone's reaction I don't think you have to worry. I'm sure everyone will accept you. If you need to talk to someone just let me know."

Isen was silent for a bit. "Well... I'm not sure. Can we talk about this later? I need to get to a press team meeting."

"Sure."

A few days later, Isen pulled John into an empty classroom.

"You were right." he admitted to the raven-haired man, who smirked in response.

"Told you. Have you told anyone else?" John asked.

"No," Isen said, looking away. "I'm just nervous. What if they reject me?"

John snorted. "Honestly, I'm sure they already suspect that you're bi." He then put a hand on the elite-tier's shoulder. "Don't worry about it, they'll accept you."

Later on in the afternoon, after school ended, Isen called everyone to his room.

"What's this about?" Remi asked.

"Well," Isen looked over at John, who nodded at him. "I just wanted to admit that I'm bisexual. I just realized it, and I hope you guys can accept that."

"Okay? Was there something else you wanted to say?" Blyke asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I already said it! I was coming out of the closet!" Isen said in surprise. "Were you listening?"

"Honestly dude, we've all known you were bisexual for the longest time," Blyke said. Isen can hear John snorting. "I mean, I've seen you flirting with boys and girls. Also, you stare at me too much to be considered straight."

Isen blushed as the room busted out into laughter.

"All jokes aside, Isen we'll always support you, no matter what your sexuality is," Remi said. Everyone else nodded in affirmation.

~~~~~O~~~~~

Being comfortable with your sexuality has its perks. John and Isen often jokingly flirted with each other, especially in front of homophobic students to piss them off.

But John especially liked making Arlo uncomfortable.

He often flirted with Arlo, starting with random compliments like "your eyes are pretty" and "you are handsome" before going to innuendos. He wasn't  interested in the blonde — he just enjoyed seeing his discomfort.

One day he groped Arlo as they passed each other in the hallways, causing the blonde to jump like six feet in the air and yelp in surprise. The students in the hallway turned to see a blushing Arlo and John laughing behind him.

Arlo's embarrassment rapidly converted to anger and he shoved John up against the lockers. "Keep flirting with me and I'll pound your ass." He snarled.

John just stared at Arlo until the blonde realized what he said. Before he can retract his threat the raven-haired man smirked and replied,

"Name the time and place, Daddy."

The whole hallway erupted into laughter as Arlo chased John, yelling obscenities and threatening to kill the god-tier in 36 different ways, 30 of which involved a fork.

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