Disclaimer: I own nothing! All of the characters belong to GH and ABC
A/N – Georgie does not know that Lucas is gay in this fic – no one does.
Lucas curled up on his bed, trying to study for his up coming exam. Who really needs to know this stuff anyway? Rolling over, he groaned as the words he had been trying to comprehend blurred.
"I need to take a break." Lucas sat up just as he heard his door slam open and shut.
"Wow, man what is your problem?" Lucas asked Dillon, though there was no malice in his voice.
"I – She—urgh!" Dillon started - his movements choppy and sporadic.
"Yo, dude, take a breath okay. What happened?" Lucas breathed, trying to calm Dillon down. Dillon slumped down onto the bed next to Lucas, so they were both sitting close together near the head board.
"She lied to me." Dillon stated simply, his sadness seeping through his soft spoken words.
"Who lied to you? Brooklyn? Your mother?"
"Georgie" Dillon admitted, defeated. "I mean, I hated when she wrote to Diego, but I could deal with it. I hated it when she started visiting Diego, but I could deal with it. But, I mean, she's acting like he's innocent or something, and..."
"Dillon, she knows he's not innocent, besides, you agreed to accept her compassion for Diego. It sucks, but… my cousin has a really large heart."
"No, it's not just that. Lucas, she kissed him. She wants to be with him." Dillon said dejectedly.
"What!" Lucas yelled, startled. "No, you've made a mistake. Georgie loves you, I don't really get why, but she does! You're making a mistake and you're going to break my cousin's heart!"
"Don't you think I wish I was wrong?" Dillon shouted. "Lucas, she told me. She told me..." Dillon sobbed, having lost the one person in his life that held him together, that kept him sane. Numbly, Lucas moved over and envelopedhim in a hug, trying to comfort his friend. However, Dillon pushed him away.
"No, no that's not it, though! Lucas, I don't care that much! I mean yeah it hurt, but, it hurt like I was losing a best friend, not a girlfriend. Lucas, what if I don't love Georgie as much as I thought I did. I mean, I think… I've been having these dreams..." Dillon faded off blushing.
"What are the dreams about?"
"Well, they're about another guy" Dillon said quickly, turning his head from Lucas.
"Oh, OH" Lucas fell silent as he the full force of the implications hit him. Lucas's heart surged with a silent hope that maybe…but no, he wouldn't let himself hope like that.
"Dillon, are you gay?" Lucas questioned, hope slipping through his guarded eyes as sunlight does to a shaded window.
"I don't know, okay! I mean, I am completely accepting, you know, I have no problems with anyone else who is gay. I mean I have no place to be talking about social faux pas, I did dress up in drag - which is ironic because one of my favorite movies is Tootsie – that movie was such a clas-
"Dillon!" Lucas cuthim off. "I get it; you have no problem with gays. But that's not what I'm asking. Dillon, are you gay?"
"I don't know." Dillon sounded so lost; Lucas's heart went out to him. "I mean, I've never kissed a guy before, or anything, you know?" Lucas took a shaky breathe after Dillon's admission. He knew what he wanted to do, but could he do it.
"Dillon," Lucas started unsteadily, "I'm - I'm gay." He finished steadily, sounding more confident than he felt.
"You are? Huh, imagine that. I mean we could, but no, I mean it's not mandatory that just because we're friends and… I mean its" Again Lucas cut him off, but this time it was with his lips rather than his words. It was silent as they tentatively explored each others mouths; the passion grew as they became more comfortable and forgot about the world surrounding them, and all of its restrictions and prejudices. Dillon slowly pulled away, their foreheads still touching.
"Lucas"
"Yeah"
"I'm gay."