Reader is male. Don't worry next one will be gender neutral.
I walk through the hall of nines penthouse. Running my hands through my hair. I'm about to come out to nine. I'm freaking out. What if he doesn't accept me? What if he hates me? I reach his door. No turning back now. I knock on his door, twice. He opens the door. His hairs a mess, he's all sweaty, and he's shirtless. I hope my face isn't red right now. My heart quickens, and the way he smiles at me. Let's me know that he can hear it. Why does he have to be so hot? "Y/n, come in." He says, moving aside.
I walk in. Pulling at my hair. Hoping the pain will help me through this. "What's going on?" He asks.
I take a deep breath. "I'm-I'm.. gay. I get it if yo-" he cuts me off with a kiss. At first I just stand there, but then I join in. He breaks it. We're both breathless.
"About time." He says, placing a hand on the back of my head. My face goes red.
"How did you know?"
"I can hear your heart beat." He leans in close, whispering the last part in my ear. Sending a shiver down my spine. I hear him let out a small laugh. He places both of his hands on my arms. "Now if it's ok with you. I would like to make my mark on my new boyfriend." I smile at him. "Good." Then he pushes me on his bed. Him on top, and we get in a heated kiss.
