Cain and Abel

Part Eight.

Blue eyes opened at the sound of a harsh banging, he sat up and rubbed the sleep off his face and scooted off the bed. He walked through the halways to the front door and opened it up.

"Hi" the male on the other side grinned. It was Max. Max was Cain's bestfriend in middle and high school. They had been friends for five years but had, had  little contact over the past year so it was a bit of a surprise for him that Max was here.

"Hey" Cain responded and moved to the side to allow him in. They walked to the kitchen where Cain made coffee and they caught up on old times and well new times too. Abel woke up from his slumber and rolled off the bed when he noticed his lover wasn't in it, he got off the bed and walked out to the living room looking around until he heard a familiar followed by an  unfamiliar laugh in the kitchen. He walked to the sounds and stood in the door way for a moment.

"Hey, who's that?" Max spoke an pointed toward Abel.

"I'm his-"

"He's my friend" Cain spoke over Abel. Which made Abel twitch. Cain had never denied their title as boyfriends to any one until now.
He folded his arms.
"I'm Abel" he stated walking over to pour himself a cup of coffee as well.

"So, Abel. Which way do you swing?"

"That's pretty forward don't you think?" Abel responded as he took a sip of his bitter sweet drink.

"Is there a better way to put it?

"I guess not. I'm gay" he set his cup down and met brown eyes with his own green shades

"Interesting" Max smiled and drank his coffee. "You guys mind if I stay a few days?"

Abel waited for Cain to answer simply because he felt it wasn't really his place to decide it since they seemed to know each other well.
"Sure" Cain answered and finished off his coffee before pouring another mug.
"Cool, thanks" the blonde treaded to the living room and plopped on the couch where he turned on the TV.

Abel walked back to their bedroom and sat on the bed  sliding his fingers through his hair before looking to Cain when he entered the room.
The look on his face told Cain he wasn't very happy.

"Im sorry" was the first thing that left his lips.

"Whatever" Abel retorted sharply.

"Abel, he just doesn't know I'm gay"

"So tell him"

"I can't"

"Why not?"  No answer, Abel felt bitter. "Whatever then" he spoke and put on a black sweater not bothering with pants because this was his house.
Abel sat on the couch and thus began bonding with Max. Over the course of the next two weeks Max had taken obvious interest in Abel. He was the charming type so he often spouted rosy lines and bought him food.
Abel didn't refuse mostly because he wanted to piss Cain off for 'rejecting' him when Max first got here.
Max wasn't Petite but he wasn't muscular either, he was normal. He had blonde hair and brown eyes honestly he was pretty average but his personality was nice so that took the cake more often than not.

Abel, Cain and Max sat on the couch sharing snacks and taking shots in a truths game.  Abel was beginning to zone out on the floor having taken six shots of vodka could do that to a person or maybe to just a light weight.

"Okay Cain, I think Abel is out of the game so I'll ask you" Max started having only taken four but he wasn't much of a light weight. Cain seemed to be the same so they we definitely less dazed than Abel.

"Have you ever kissed a guy?" He raised his eye brows when Cain took a shot. One for yes. Two for no.

"Really who?" The other responded excitedly.