Tom's apartment

Dennis followed Tom in silence into his apartment. He was trying to calm himself down, but it was almost impossible. The sight of Tom and the stranger guy didn't leave his mind. Deep down, he knew Tom didn't own him any explanation, but then his heart was telling him a different story.

Tom opened his door and let Dennis in.

"This morning I confessed my feelings for you and you just ran away from me," Dennis said in frustration.

"Look Dennis, I…" Tom's voice trailed off. "I'm confused…" he confessed. "I don't know who I am anymore… and you… you changed towards me. At first, I didn't understand it, but you told me about these feelings and I really don't know what you expect from me."

Dennis stared at Tom a few moments wondering what to say. He knew what he wanted, but he didn't know what to expect from him. In the end, Tom wasn't the only one feeling confused. "Have you ever fallen in love with someone you knew you shouldn't have? I don't know if you have any idea what it looks like. You feel your heart torn apart everyday."

"Dennis…" Tom muttered, clearing his throat.

"When you told me what happened to you in that motel room, I felt my soul break…" he said, taking a step forward, slightly caressing Tom's cheek. "Last night, when you didn't come back home… I was so worried about you…"

"I'm sorry," Tom let out in a whisper.

"Then I saw you with him, Ryan… You told me his name. I saw him leaning over you… in the car. I confess my blood boiled," Dennis carefully put his other hand over Tom's waist. "I wondered what happened last night, what he did to you…"

Here we go again, Tom thought, pulling away from him. "I think this is not your business," Tom said coldly.

"Think again!" Dennis said, taking a step forward, putting his hand around Tpm's waist again. "Everything about you is my damn business!"

"Nothing happened… I mean…" Tom's voice faltered for a moment. "I drank a little and I was so damn confused… We kissed," his face flushed and he pulled away from Dennis' embrace. "That's all that happened."

Dennis lowered his head. "I see," he said, closing his eyes. He didn't betray you, a voice in his head tried to calm himself down. "And you'll see him again…"

Tom rubbed the back of his neck. "I… I don't know…" he quietly confessed.
Dennis looked at him and cleared his throat. His head was telling him to turn around and leave Tom's apartment, but his heart was begging him to stay and take the only one who own his soul in his arms.

His heart spoke loudly.

Dennis took a step forward and gently caressed Tom's cheek. "Maybe I was cursed…"

Tom frowned. "I don't understand," he quietly muttered, feeling his heart beat hard and fast.

"Everytime I see you, I fall in love… over… and… over… again," he said, pulling his face close. As Tom's eyes closed, he took a deep breath and kissed him.