Mitch flashed his eyes awake again, feeling sore all over. He felt like he had just woken up from a nightmare. In this one, he had been attacked by his best friend. Thankfully, there was no rope or tape in sight. He turned around in got suddenly surprised. Jerome was staring him right in the face.
"Are you okay dude?" he asked.
"No, I...y-you were attacking me..." he murmured.
"Don't worry. It was just a nightmare. Go back to sleep. It's 4:00 in the morning.
"But it...but it felt real..." Mitch said.
He eventually drifted back to sleep, letting go of his fear. Well, what happened actually WAS real, but Jerome wasn't going to tell him that. Ever.
Adam, Ian, Ty, Tyler, and Martin were all hanging out in the living, chatting and laughing amongst one another. Jerome walked in and sat down with them. He felt a little guilty about what he did last night, lying to Mitch that what he did to him was a nightmare. He looked over to Mitch and noticed his friend frowning.
"You alright, buddy?"
"Yeah...I just can't get mind off of that nightmare still." He shrugged. "I'm sure I'll forget about it soon."
Jerome started to stretch out his legs. "Here, come sit on my lap".
Mitch scooted up to him and perched himself on his friend, arching his back in a peculiar position and wrapping his legs around him snugly. He let an obvious blush spread wide across his face.
"Mitch...? Why are sitting on Jerome like that in such a funny way, and why are you blushing so hard? Are you...gay or something?!"
Mitch just smiled. "Well, yes. I haven't told any of you guys yet, but I am actually gay. But you know what? Gay is okay, right?"
He and Jerome looked at each other, giving small laughs. They both leaned in for a kiss.