A/N: Woop woop Chapter 9!

That night at dinner, Jude announced that I was his boyfriend. To be completely honest, it surprised me. We'd told Stef and Lena about a half hour ago and I didn't think he was ready to let anyone else know. I guess he showed me wrong.

I was shoveling mashed potatoes into my mouth when he says it.

"So, Connor's my boyfriend now."

I sit there in shock, mouth slightly open, offering a view of the food in my mouth. I couldn't help it. I wasn't expecting him to say that. Especially not so casually. Everyone kind of just sits there too, looking between the both of us.

"We've been dating for two weeks now." He continues. "Stef and Lena already know so I thought I'd tell the rest of you."

"Judicorn, that's wonderful!" Mariana squeals.

"Congrats, bro." Jesus grins.

"I'm happy for you two." Brandon nods.

I manage to close my mouth and swallow slowly as Jude looks to Callie. Her eyes are narrowed in an almost angry grimace.

"You've been dating for two weeks and you're telling me now?" She demands.

Jude's face turns a light shade of pink. "S-sorry, I just...wanted to keep him to myself for a little while." He mumbles nervously. God knows he always views to get Callie's approval.

She grins and walks over to Jude, squeezing him tightly. "Well you could've at least told me." She grunts, and tickles him playfully.

"Callie!" He laughs. "You know I don't like it when you tickle me!" He gasps for air.

I smile. He's just too adorable.

"Of course you do!" She chuckles.

Eventually Jude pries her hands away from him. "So...you're not like...mad?" He asks gently.

Her eyebrows narrow. "Why would I be mad? I think Connor's a great kid."

"So...you don't care that I'm...gay..?"

She bursts into a fit of giggles. "Jude, I always knew!"

His eyes widen. "You did?"

"I'm your sister! Of course I knew!"

"And you didn't...say anything to me?"

She shrugs. "I was going to wait until you were ready to tell me."

"Thanks, Callie. I love you!" He throws his arms around her and they hug again.

Then she turns to me. "Remember: you hurt my baby brother and you'll regret." She tells me sternly.

I hold my hands up in surrender. "Wouldn't dream of it."

I bring Jude close to me and kiss him.

Everyone cheers and Jude and I both blush.


Dinner went by great after Jude and I came out to the rest of his family. I was really happy they were all so accepting. It made me kind of jealous. I wasn't sure how my mom would react if I told her, but I knew for sure my dad would most definitely not be accepting at all. I already wasn't supposed to be hanging out with him because my dad thought Jude was gay, and if he knew that I was gay too, well, I could guess it wouldn't end too well.

After dinner we all piled into the living room to watch a movie on Netflix. I sat on the couch next to my boyfriend, my arm around him, and his head laying on my shoulder. Just about everyone made a comment on how cute we were. It made me a little embarrassed but I still liked it. Once the movie was over, my mom picked me up. She didn't know that my dad wasn't letting me come over to the Foster's house. I thought that maybe my mom wouldn't let me come over either if she knew that Jude was gay. But so far she hadn't suspected anything of him, which I was grateful for.

The next morning when I walk quietly into the supply closet Jude is already there. He shuts the door and pushes me against it.

"Hey." He grins, pressing his body to mine.

"Hey yourself." I smile and then his lips are on mine.

As usual he fists his fingers in my hair and I gasp when he bites my bottom lip. Normally I was the first one to get things heated. Not that I minded, of course. I slip my tongue into his mouth, and he lets me do the work. My right hand rests gently on his cheek while the other grabs his hip. He pulls me closer and takes his hands out of my hair and his fingers graze my own hips. He pulls my t-shirt up slightly so he can run his hands along my sides. His fingers are cold against my bare skin and I shiver.

I moan as he grinds up against me. Then I too push his shirt up and press my hands to his bare chest. His chest though, is warm. I rub my hands up and down all over his chest. This drives him crazy and he groans in pleasure.

Before we can do anything more, the first bell rings. We pull away, breathing hard. We straighten our shirts and walk, together, out of the closet. Jude gives me a hesitant look and I raise my eyebrows in question.

"I...I don't care what people think, not anymore."

I smile, and hold my hand out. He takes it and we walk down the hallway holding hands.


This was probably the shortest chapter but you got lots of cuteness! Don't forget to leave a review :)