"What's that?" Atlas asked Race.Race looked at Atlas briefly before returning to writing in his small notebook.
"What are you doing?" Atlas asked again, sitting beside him.
Race scooted away a bit. These past few days, he didn't want their skin to touch because it would bring back that strange feeling in his body.
Even when Atlas wasn't doing anything, that strange feeling was still there.
"Nothing," he replied and closed his notebook.
"What's that? Is that your confession for your crush?" Atlas asked, raising an eyebrow.
Race shook his head. "No," he said.
"Then why are you smiling?"
"I'm not smiling—"
"You were smiling! Even earlier, from afar, you were already smiling at your notebook." Atlas raised an eyebrow and pouted. "What did you write that made you smile like that?"
"I said, ‘it's nothing’."
Atlas sneered. "I don't believe you. I really feel like you're hiding something from your best friend."
Race rolled his eyes.
Race didn't get to speak as Atlas cut him off. "Don't tell me you're going to deny our friendship again?"
Instead of arguing with what Atlas said, Race remained silent.
"Whose confession is that for? Why do you need to write it down? To memorize it?" Atlas asked one after another.
Annoyed, Race turned to Atlas. "It's not a confession, okay."
Atlas squinted his eyes. He didn't believe what Race said. "Then why were you smiling?"
"It's not—"
"Just admit it; you're going to confess to me! I know you like me but you're just shy!" Race was stunned and looked at Atlas, who had put an arm around him. "There's nothing wrong with liking another guy! I can't blame you if you like me because I'm handsome."
The fuck.
Race went silent, and his jaw dropped!
Because of what Atlas said, he could hardly open his mouth.
This man is unbelievable!
"Oh, wordless?" Atlas cocked his eyebrow. "I already know, I can feel it. Don't be shy to confess to me, so hurry up and read whatever that—"
"Asshole!" Race hit Atlas with his small notebook. "It's not a confession, dickhead! It's my bucket list!"
Atlas winced as he took the notebook from Race and read its contents.
After a while, Atlas asked, "Paris?" A pause. "You want to go to Paris?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I'll come with you."
Race frowned and took his notebook back from Atlas, putting it in his bag.
"I want to go alone."
"I'm coming with you; best friends don't separate—"
Race threw Atlas a death glare. "What do you mean don't? Have you ever seen friends clinging to each other like caterpillars?"
And Atlas actually thought about it, "Yes?" Race raised his brow and waited. "We'll be the first friends to stick together like caterpillars."
Race couldn't help but roll his eyes out of annoyance with Atlas.
He stood up and left the guy there, but because Atlas was persistent, he didn't leave him alone.
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EXCHANGE OF HEARTS [BL]
RomanceWala sa plano ni Hurace na ma-in love kanino man, mapa babae o lalaki man. Kontento na siya na may magulang siya kahit pa pareho itong lalaki. He doesn't like to have a relationship with someone else, he loves to grow alone and doesn't had a plan to...