Projekt 7-1-25

No More Missed Opportunities

As Michael walks home that day, Fritz can't help but feel a bit empty as he sits by his windowsill and watches his best friend stumble on the sidewalk.

I can't just sit here and do nothing after all that stuff with Michael... maybe he wouldn't mind too much if I followed him home... he thought.

After a moment of consideration, Fritz decided to grab his coat and his shoes and walk down to the road where he saw Michael stumbling moments prior.

He made his way down to where he remembered Michael's house to be. As he walked, he thought about what to say to his friend when he randomly showed up at his house.

When he arrived, he was greeted by a confused Irish woman. "Hello Fritz. May I ask why you're here? Did Michael leave something at your house?"

Fritz smiled and said, "Yes ma'am. I was just dropping by to return it. If you'll let me, I can go up to his room and deliver it personally."

Michael's ma stepped to the side to allow Fritz to go inside the house and watched as he cheerfully marched up the stairs and out of sight.

As Fritz knocked on Michael's door, he discovered that he was extremely nervous. His palms were sweaty as he stood awkwardly, picking at his nails and scratching at his arms. He watched as the door slowly opened to reveal a topless Michael.

Both boys' faces turned a deep crimson as they stared into each other's eyes. Nothing was said for what seemed like an eternity, until Michael broke the silence. "W-what are you doing here?" he said tentatively.

"I uh... wanted to talk. About the stuff that happened at my house." Fritz spoke quietly, willing himself not to look down at his friend's bare chest. Michael stuck his head out into the hallway before pulling Fritz into his room.

"Okay if we're gonna talk about this, then I'm just gonna go ahead and say it," Michael started, "I like you. In a romantic way. And I really want to kiss you right now."

Fritz's eyes widened. His mouth moved as if to say something, but no words came out. After a minute of getting no response, Michael started to lose hope as his smile faded and he took a step away from his friend.

Before he could say anything else, Fritz grabbed his arm and hastily connected their lips. It was a purely innocent kiss, both boys too nervous for it to be anything other than the sweet and gentle peck that it was, but it was more than enough for them. Their hearts beat in sync as they pulled away slowly, not wanting the moment to end but knowing that Fritz couldn't stay much longer without their parents getting worried.

They both said their goodbyes and promised to properly talk about their feelings the next day before Fritz trudged back home, looking back every once in a while, trying to catch even a glimpse of the boy he loved.

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-I'M SO SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG BUT I'LL TRY TO UPDATE MORE PROBABLY <3