The year was 2013. It had been five years since Sam and Kunal first met. For real, not in Venice. The year they had spent with Neha had been the best year of their life. Not because they were constantly out partying, drinking, dancing, passing out, and then waking up just to do it all over again…but because they found each other.
Although Kunal was too much of a manly man to ever admit it to anybody, he had never really had any friends growing up. His father was in the army and he moved from place to place. He thought by moving to America he could settle down and make friends but it was pretty hard to find Indians in a mainly Latino community. He would have moved away, but he had gotten into photography and seeing half naked girls was worth the hole ever growing in his heart by the lack of real interaction. All he wanted was a friend.
Sameer had grown up with tons of friends. He had grown up in the most Indian part of London, and to this day chatted up his old mates from school. He came to Miami looking for a good time. At least he thought he did. Somewhere deep down he was tired of his overbearing mother, and just wanted to get away and have the adventure of a lifetime. And if that involved becoming a nurse and giving hot blonde girls sponge baths well, hey, good for him.
Even when they had lived together it was undeniable that the two were a hit jodi. Heck, it was probably the only reason Neha believed they were gay to begin with. Maybe she saw something they didn't.
If you asked either man when they began to develop feelings for the other, it would have been the night they all watched horror movies. Kunal and Neha scared Sameer so badly he couldn't sleep, and it just seemed natural for him to crawl into bed with the already sleeping Kunal. What Sameer didn't know was that Kunal was entirely awake, and thought Neha had gotten into bed with him. He had never been so surprised as when he felt the hot, hairy arm reach around him as he was pulled closer in order to spoon. He would have said something, but there was just something comforting with Sameer holding him. If Kunal focused, he could hear Sameer's slow, even breathing and feel his chest rise up and down. Waking up with Sameer's hairy leg in-between Kunal's was a feeling he never thought he'd get used to, but when Sameer moved his leg in his sleep the weird friction-y feeling made Kunal shiver. To Sameer, the highlight of the night was seeing the sleeping Kunal. He claimed Kunal looked like an angel, the moonlight accentuating every gorgeous feature of his face. When Sameer was sure Kunal was asleep he even took off Kunal's sleeping mask, just to see Kunal's eyes when he slept.
The morning after they claimed it was a drunken mistake, but neither really ever shook it off.
