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Noah~Theo stared at me, eyes wide and glassy with shock, lust, and all the months of shit we’d buried. My confession hung between us like smoke “I love you” and for one terrifying second I thought he’d shove me away. Instead, he grabbed my face with both hands and crashed his mouth into mine.The kiss was brutal from the start. No shy brushing of lips. Tongues sliding hot and wet, teeth clacking, spit already slicking our chins. He tasted like salt and desperation. I groaned into his mouth as his fingers twisted in my shirt, yanking me down on top of him. We tumbled onto the bed in a mess of limbs, grinding hard against each other before we even got our clothes off.“Fuck, Noah,” he panted, biting my bottom lip hard enough to sting. “Say it again while you wreck me.”Our clothes disappeared in a frenzy. My shirt flew somewhere. His pants were shoved down his thighs and kicked off the edge of the bed. I ripped his boxers off and finally got my hands on that perfect, tight ass I’d bee
Noah~ I had only stopped because Nikolai wanted a drink from the convenience store across the street. I stood waiting on the sidewalk, hands in my pockets, when I looked toward the parking lot. I saw Benito grab Theo’s hoodie. He pulled him forward. And kissed him. For one second, I could not breathe. Everything around me became background noise. People kept walking past me. Cars kept moving on the road. Someone laughed loudly nearby. I heard none of it. The only thing I saw was Benito kissing Theodore. My Theodore. The sight burned into my mind like fire. My hands started shaking. I felt sick to my stomach. My chest felt tight and heavy. How could this happen? After everything we had been through. After all the time I wasted being afraid. Nikolai walked back holding his drink. He noticed I had not moved. “What happened?” I did not answer. My eyes never left the parking lot. By the time Theo pushed Benito away, it was already too late. I only saw the kiss. Not the rejection. Not th
Theo~ “…Benito.” Benito looked at me as I rubbed the back of my neck. “…Are you flirting with me?” For a few seconds, he just looked at me. No grin. No joke. No sarcastic comeback. I immediately regretted asking. I scratched the back of my neck harder. “You know what? Forget it. I do not know why I said that.” Benito finally spoke. “What if I am?” I blinked. “…What?” Benito shrugged. “I am asking.” I laughed awkwardly. “I honestly cannot tell if you are messing with me.” Benito did not answer. Instead he started walking toward campus. I followed, my head spinning. The silence between us felt heavier than usual. I kept stealing glances at him, trying to read his face, but he looked calm as always. My stomach twisted the whole way. I had no idea what I had just opened. Part of me wished I could take the question back and go back to our easy jokes from before. I spent the entire morning classes distracted. I kept replaying the conversation in my head over and over. Every time Ben
Theo~ I arrived at the gym early before hockey practice. I liked getting there when it was still quiet. The empty space helped me clear my head after restless nights. I started stretching on the mat, feeling the familiar pull in my muscles. Benito suddenly walked in carrying two sports drinks. I frowned. “I did not ask for one.” Benito tossed the second bottle toward me. “I know.” I caught it easily. “Then why did you buy it?” Benito shrugged. “I saw two.” I laughed. “That makes absolutely no sense.” “It did to me.” I shook my head. “You are an idiot.” Benito smiled. “You keep saying that.” “Because you keep proving it.” The conversation felt normal. I relaxed a little as we talked about nothing important. For a moment I forgot about his question from yesterday. We chatted about random things like the new playlist he made and how bad the cafeteria coffee tasted lately. It was easy. Comfortable. I even laughed at one of his dumb jokes without thinking twice. For a short time
Theo~Practice had already started and I was irritated before I even stepped on the ice. Benito’s question from yesterday would not leave my head. “Would you even notice if someone was?” It kept repeating, no matter how many times I tried to push it away. I told myself he was just joking around like always. Then I remembered the look on his face when he said it. He had not been joking. That made everything feel heavier.Coach noticed me miss an easy pass during drills. “Where’s your head today, Theo?”“Nowhere,” I muttered, skating back into position.Coach did not look convinced, but he let it go. Practice continued and I played well enough. My body knew what to do even when my mind wandered. I just could not shake the distraction completely.When practice finally ended, I showered quickly and started pulling on my hoodie in the locker room. Benito walked over without saying anything. He reached up and brushed a tiny piece of tape out of my hair. The casual touch made me jump.“What
Theo~ I woke up the next morning in a surprisingly good mood, the kind that felt foreign after so many heavy weeks. As I stood brushing my teeth in front of the mirror, the realization hit me fully. For the first time in months, I had not woken up with Noah dominating my first thoughts. The usual ache and mental replay of old conversations were absent, leaving an unexpected lightness in my chest. I paused with the toothbrush still in my mouth and stared at my reflection for a long moment, water running unnoticed in the sink. “Well… that is weird,” I muttered to myself, the words muffled but sincere. I brushed it off quickly, telling myself that maybe Melody had been right all along. Perhaps I was finally starting to move on in small but meaningful ways. Shaking my head, I finished getting ready, grabbed my bag, and headed out to campus with more energy than I had felt in recent days. I walked into the morning lecture expecting to find an empty seat somewhere in the middle rows li
Theodore~“Do you know the new guy?”Joe’s voice was casual, but I could feel his eyes on me as we walked toward the lockers. I kept mine forward, jaw tight.“No. Why?”“You’re looking at him weirdly.”I let out a dry laugh. “Just because I’m gay doesn’t mean I want to fuck every guy, Joe,” I mutte
Noah~I’d seen a lot of people try to fake control before.Athletes, especially. Hockey guys were the worst for it. All that chest-beating, loud voices and hard eyes, like if they looked confident enough nobody would notice they were falling apart inside. I had absolutely no idea why the fuckers co
Theodore~I should've fucking said no. That was the first thought that hit me when I saw the moving truck pull up but the second thought was far worse.Why is he actually here?I stood by the window of my dorm, arms crossed, watching like it was some kind of bad joke the universe was trying to sel
CHAPTER 4Theodore~“Mom, you can’t do that!”My voice cracked and pitched higher than I meant it to. I cleared my throat, forcing myself to breathe through my nose before I completely embarrassed myself. Jesus Christ. How could she possibly think this was okay? Sharing a dorm was one thing.Sharin







