Ice Lovers (boyxboy)

CHAPTER 23

(Mason's POV)

Everyone at school knows me and Diego are a couple now. We never really tried to hide it so of course people noticed. I don't know why people care so much, the hockey players are way too invested in my personal life.

But we got the outfits for the skating routines, I got two. One for the pair and one for the single. The one for the pair is based on Prince Siegfried's outfit for Swan Lake and the one for the single is my own design. Although, I did let Diego and Sofia help with the design just a tad bit.

Once I got to school, there were already several people looking at me, whispering and giggling. I just hope that Diego doesn't get any rising problems from this. The worst thing that could happen to him would be his parents finding out that we're more than friends. Or maybe the hockey team will tease and mess with him, or even exclude him from important things. And then he'll turn on me, he'll resent me for ruining his social life and reputation. Just thinking about it brings that sting of anxiety to my chest.

Hopefully none of that happens. Maybe no one will care and people will finally learn to mind their own business. But of course, that would never happen, it's a high school after all. “You're dating Diego?” Some random girl asked as she approached me. I've never talked to her before but she is in a few of my classes. “No, I'm dating your fucking dad.” Was my reply.

She made a face and backed off, leaving room for the next person to question me. “Diego's gay? He does not look gay.” Another person questioned. “Ask him yourself.” I answered, pushing through the small crowd of people at the door to my classroom.

I just want to see Diego now. Weird, just a few weeks ago I would've never wanted to be around him. But now I truly think he's a good person and that his feelings for me are really there. I got to my classroom, glad the small crowd that had been around me had dispersed after realizing how willing I am to share about my relationship.

I remember it being like this when I was with Simon. He didn't want our relationship to be all over the school, but I told a friend that ended up telling the whole damn grade. Then I was bombarded with questions the next day. Simon said he wasn't mad at me, just a manipulation tactic I guess.

But now I'm being asked about Diego. I wonder how he'll take the questions. Would he just get mad at me? Would he actually answer these weird questions? Or will he avoid them like I did? I don't know, really.

And just then, Diego comes waltzing into my classroom, acting like nothing's wrong. He beelines straight to me, leaning over and whispering to me. “Are you okay?” He looks down at me with a concerned face. I just look up at him, a small smile on my face.

“Uh huh. Are you?” I raise an eyebrow and blush appears on his face. “Uh, yeah. Just surprised, I guess?” He shrugs his shoulders and stands back up to his full height. He really is pretty tall, probably one of the taller boys in the school, lucky me. In general he's just a big guy, with a sleeper build and a deep voice. I can see why people think he doesn't look gay.

He interrupts my thoughts with a small ‘hmm’, turning his head to the side with a smile. “So you had people asking you a buncha questions?” He asked me, taking a glance at the rest of the room. The classroom is probably half full, mostly from students that like to get here early, most of them watching me and Diego interact.

I lean my head on my hand and nod my head. “Yes sir. You?” I already knew the answer to the question, but I want to talk to him for longer. “Yeah. Uh, don't worry, I didn't answer most of them.” He says with a smile, a dumb smile that makes him look like a himbo.

“Most of them?” I raise an eyebrow at him once again, this time with a more confused expression. His face turns into one of pettiness and he looks away from me, looking around the room again. “Uh, yeah, I may have just admitted that we are dating. But that's it, I swear.” He says in response, a little mumbled.

I smile at him, letting out a short huff of laughter. “That's fine, I don't mind.” I reach out for his hand, intertwining our fingers and he gives my hand a small squeeze. “Oh, what about hockey? Won't you be kinda ostracized for being gay or whatever?” A look of concern overcomes my face and all he can do is shrug his shoulders.

“I don't know. I'll just deal with it when it happens. Future me's problem, y'know?” He smiles at me, squeezing my hand just a bit tighter. “Uh, okay. I guess that works.” I shrug my shoulders this time, stifling a small chuckle.

I don't want him to leave, but he should, classes are about to start. “Ah, I should go now.” I nod and he slowly lets go of my hand. “Okay, bye bye.” I smile at him and go back to leaning my head on my hand. He nods in response, waving goodbye as he steps away. “Love ya, bye!” He says once he's halfway out the classroom, now fully turning away from me to leave.

He loves me? That's what I heard. Does he mean that, or was it just some casual goodbye? The more I think about it, the warmer my face gets. My cheeks redden and all I can do is wait for my blush to go away as my teacher starts class.

I can't pay much attention though, my head plagued by thoughts of Diego. I think about what he's doing in class right now. I think about what he could be doing every time we're apart. Does he think about me when he jerks off? I can't help but wonder.