Disclaimer: don't own it. Was digging around old books from high school and found this wedged in my history notes. Didn't have anywhere else to put it.
Marco reached up and wrapped his arms around the strong pair of shoulders in front of him, pushing himself higher in his boyfriend's embrace. Warm lips moved over his, hands caressed his neck and Marco's eyes closed in bliss.
'Dylan,' Marco murmured against his mouth as he reached higher to run his fingers through the head of blonde curls. But his hands touched only short, almost bristly hair. Marco opened his eyes and jumped backwards to see Tim glaring at him. Marco bit his lip. He'd done it again. How ironic, thought Marco as he avoided Tim's stare. Tim's eyes were so similar to Marco's yet it was clearer than ever that only his blue eyed ex was the one for him.