ClayRai, which was suggested by several people (although I'd have done it anyways, considering that I love it).
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Metaphorically Speaking
Raimundo was never particularly fond of metaphors. Slang was one thing, but metaphors were entirely too poetic for him- at least, most were. Clay's down-home super-southern Texas cowboy metaphors were just plain stupid, to the point that he honestly felt like smacking his head against a brick wall whenever he heard one. Rai had always been a "say what you mean and mean what you say" type of guy, and in his opinion, a snake's belly button had absolutely nothing to with anything anyone meant to talk about.
As fond as he was of the cowboy, he swore that the day he started using his metaphors would be the day that he'd end up in a white jacket in a padded room.
However, once he thought about it, Clay's metaphorical talk was beginning to rub off on him; he used several metaphors to describe the cowboy himself. Clay was his fire extinguisher, the only person capable of calming him in his flaming fits of anger. And Clay was his rock, a constant presence that kept Rai's volatile emotions grounded. He was a pillar of strength and a solid companion who never wavered even in the fiercest winds.
And no matter how hard Rai searched his brain for a more relevant way to say what he wanted to, sometimes it seemed that the only way he could express his feelings for the other boy was with a good metaphor.
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