Dear Jerome,
Rob came over to my place a few days ago, and he's napping while I write. The little flower boy finally conked out after a rapid, half-hour talk on skiing and ice hockey and anything else that crossed his mind.
He's been over a few times the past few years, but doesn't really have all that much time to travel to me. Between his pets and living/moving in with Preston (finally!), he hasn't been to see me as much, so I've made most of the trips to look at his cute little booty.
The thing about his stay this time that threw me off was that he revealed that you had told him what had happened between us all those years ago, and why we didn't speak now.
I don't know why, but that concept makes me feel betrayed, or a tiny bit hurt. Just a little, but enough so that it stings.
I'm such a hypocrite, in the extent where I tell Preston everything that happened and then feel bad if you tell Rob. Because this is 100% fair. No double standards at all, where I grant myself permission to do something, but not you.
He says your kids are doing good, though, and I'm glad. Something about Taylor doing really well in swimming and class, where she hasn't blown things up yet in science - unlike you, that first day where you covered half the class in chemicals- and Caitlyn learning to write and read, so she can finally write "my daddy likes to fart." Just kidding, you barely did. It's more like prank and eat all the food.
He also... he mentioned that things got a little tense between you and Louise while he was there. I don't want to sound awful, but that piece of news made me so happy. The idea that there may be an issue between the two of you gave me a spark of hope. Maybe you'd leave her and - haha, yeah right. Let's not even go and wish for the impossible.
Still, Rob said that you'd said that she'd been really strict, tense. Like there was an issue, but you had no clue what it was.
Rob sounded so indifferent while telling me, and it gave me the illusion that he couldn't care less whether it was Lorome or Merome that was real. That bothered me a little, realising not everyone cares if we end up together or not. There's aren't external forces pushing us together, just simply being there.
Also, on this trip, something else happened with Rob.
Rob came out to me.
After all these years, he confirmed he wasn't straight either, after mentioning something about our kiss, where I confirmed I was as gay as a happy rainbow.
He's pansexual. He decided the best way to say this was by going: "Mitch, I can't do any cooking for you anymore. I wouldn't be able to. You see, I want you to know that I have a fetish for your kitchen. No, scratch that. I have a fetish for something in your kitchen. Namely, the pans, because I'm pansexual. You're welcome."
I smacked him first.
He then confessed he knew he was initially not straight because of a crush on Preston (CALLED IT!) and then it kinda just went from there, but he's not really attracted to anyone at the moment.
Preston knows, of course. He even jokes about Rob just really wanting to get into his pants, but not being able to actually say it.
I think Preston is just secretly gay for Rob as well, and I support that 100%. What would be so bad about that? Not the fact Poofless is real, or that there's another Pack bromance turned romance.
It's actually very cute how he acted after though, and the fact he was so comfortable telling me made me feel better about him knowing just how I had - do. Do want you. Even after all this time.
Always.
I would give you an always if I could, because that's how long my love for you would last, no matter what happens.
Love you long time,
Mitch.Hey guys!
Thank you all so much for 500+ votes! Also for the 3k reads, so grateful for the support!
Also, how many of you would be interested in a oneshot to kinda round off Taylor and Ben's story? I have a concept I want to toy with, and it has the scope to be anywhere from 1-5 chapters long.
Amber
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Dear Jerome (Merome) (Dear Mitch)
FanfictionMitchell Hughes never meant to kiss his best friend. He never meant to lose him. He never meant to say goodbye. When a few minutes shatters his friendship with Jerome, his life won't be the same. All bridges with Jerome seem collapsed or unstable...