Nick doubted Jay was waiting for him but the door almost immediately opened. Nick realized it was a servant boy who had opened it.

"You must be master Gatsby's guest, Nick?"

"Yes, I am."

"Well then, let me guide you to where master said you would work."

"Alright, thank you," Nick said as he followed the butler through the mansion to a study room.

Jay was sitting in a chair next to the head of the table. Some crafts supplies were laid out before him but the poster board was blank. He was on his phone and barely looked up when Nick walked into the room.

"You wanted to do a poster?" Nick asked as he sat down across from Gatsby.

"What else were you thinking for your 'beautiful project'?" Gatsby snarled.

"Well unless you can draw, I can't do much with some markers."

"What would you want me to draw? Two guys kissing?" Jay asked with disgust.

"I was picturing more like two guys holding their child or two girls on a date?"

"You want me to draw that?" Gatsby inquired, hoping it was a joke.

"That's all you have to do. I'll do the rest of the stupid poster just draw one or two things."

"Fine," Gatsby groaned and took a smaller sheet of paper and began to sketch.

Nick took a few markers and started writing. He wrote about LGBTQIA protests and what the community has gone through to get their rights today. He wrote about how gay marriage hasn't even been legal for ten years. He wrote how there was still discrimination whether it be in school, at home, or in the workplace.

"Finished," Nick set his marker down with a smile.

Jay looked at Nick and Nick would've sworn he stared just too long for him to be straight. Jay never would have told anyone that he found Nick's smile intoxicating but he never wanted to see Nick do anything but smile.

Gatsby peaked at his phone, "Oh, wow, it's 9:30, are you hungry?"

He didn't know why he offered but he didn't want Nick to leave.

"Yeah, I wouldn't mind a snack," Nick agreed.

"Anything you would prefer? Cookies, a cupcake, a bagel?" Jay didn't know why he was being a good host. Hardly any people knew him while he was throwing a party and yet here he was offering food to this guy he had meant less than 12 hours ago.

"Do you have chocolate milk?" Nick asked, "it's my favorite with cookies."

"Of course, let me fetch someone to get that for us."

Gatsby stepped into the hall and Nick let curiosity get the best of him as he picked up the sketches.

They were incredible. Nick never would've guessed that Gatsby was such an artist. The sketch on top was two beautiful women snuggled on a picnic blanket, the next was two dads picking up their kid, each held one of their kid's hands as they lifted him over a puddle. There was one last piece of paper. It was a sketch of Nick, this shocked Nick a bit. The bi flag was lightly colored over him as well.

'I'm not bi though, he knows that. Why would he choose those colors unless,' his thoughts were cut off by Jay yelling, "what are you doing?"

Nick let the drawing of him fall to the floor hoping Gatsby wouldn't notice and he would have to think it was there before Nick could see it.

"I was just looking at your two sketches for the project. These are amazing Gatsby, you have real talent."

Nick thought he saw a blush creep across Jay's face but wouldn't hold himself to high.

"Alright, you didn't see a third one, did you?" Gatsby asked.

"No, should I? I only needed two for the project but three would be great!" Nick smiled like nothing was wrong.

"No, no. I just, I had another one over there that was unfinished and I don't like it when people see my work until it's finished."

"That makes sense, but no, I only saw these two. Did you want me to paste these on so we can just be tonight?" Nick asked.

"No!" Gatsby hastily answered, "why don't you come over tomorrow again and we can finish it then?" Gatsby added to try and make it seem like he just didn't want Nick's presence.

"Are you sure? I think all there is to do is to put the pictures on," Nick was confused. He certainly didn't have a problem coming over again but didn't think Gatsby would want that.

"No, it's fine. Just come over at 7:30 again," Gatsby assured him.

"Alright, see you tomorrow then," Nick smiled.

"You don't want another cookie? I believe you only had one. It won't hurt to stay a minute or two longer," Jay persuaded.

"Fine, I guess another cookie never hurt anyone," Nick shrugged and sat down in his chair.

As he picked another one off the platter so did Jay.

"So what did you write on the poster anyway?" Gatsby asked.

"History about the LGBT community and riots and yet how they are still fighting for their rights."

"What's it like?" Jay inquired, "being gay?"

"There really isn't a way to describe it. You just are, it's a part of who you are and there is nothing you can do. Accepting yourself is just the best thing ever and once you learn who you are it's just relief."

"I guess that makes sense," Jay nodded.

"So you never really knew anything about the community? Not even a flag of two?"

"I mean you got the rainbow one. I didn't realize there was more than one."

"So you've never heard the term bisexual? Or the colors of the flag? You know pink, purple, blue?"

"You're a liar!" Gatsby said slamming his hands onto the table and standing up.

"What do you mean?" Nick asked, backing up into his chair.

"You saw the picture!"

"What picture are you talking about?" Nick asked still playing dumb.

"I don't know maybe the one that has the bi-colors on it!" Gatsby continued to scream.

"So you do know what the colors are! I knew it!" Nick exclaimed.

"How are you not running away from me yet?"

"Why would I run away? It's just a picture of me with those colors over it," Nick said almost as if it was nothing.

"Exactly! I'm a creep! Who draws a picture of a person they meant that day!"

"If you find me attractive that isn't a problem!"

"Yes, it is! I'm in love with your cousin and I shouldn't look at you the way I look at her!"

"Of course," Nick spit, "I've never been good enough for anyone else and I'm not good enough for you."

It was Nick's time to stand up.

"I won't be back. You can finish it up yourself, I won't bother you."

"Nick! Please!" Gatsby quickly ran over and grabbed Nick's arm, "why do you think I wanted you to come over tomorrow? I wanted to see you again. Not just in English but when you're more carefree."

"You'll never mean it," Nick shook his head and tried to loosen his arm.

"How do you want me to prove it?"

"Figure it out, Gatsby, you're not stupid."

"Say it again, my name," Jay demanded.

"Gatsby, please!" Nick begged now.

Jay let his lips fall onto Nicks.