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Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ #15 (first half): Secrets & Crossed Fingers

    ~ C hapter #15 (first half): Secrets & Crossed Fingers ~

"...Shame?" Jake reiterated with a perplexed tone of voice; the teen's eyes in a shocked stare directed towards his friend. There was a long pause that was drenched with an uneasy feel to it, before Jake's mouth opened minimally to allow his lips to let his next questioning statement file out tetchily, "What do you possibly have to be ashamed of, Aleks?"

"...I cannot tell you." Aleks answered in a restrained, remorseful mumble, "it's the thing I am most ashamed of; do you really think I'm just going to blurt it out like- that?" He added in a grumpy tone, with a snap of his fingers on the concluding word to emphasize his point.

"No, but-" Jake paused with second thoughts scrolling through his mind before he realized his position in the current situation. "No..." Jake hesitantly sighed with defeat on his lips after a long moment; his head moving to be in a bowed state with sorrow lacing his actions. "I expect, at least, a hint, though..." He proposed slyly after a moment of mustering up a meager amount of courage. His 'cunning' remark caused Aleks to raise his gaze and glare with disbelief in Jake's direction, as his thin pink strips labeled as lips separated to mouth off to his friend.

"Reeeeeeallly, Jake? No." His words sounded sternly and with incredulity at the pitiful attempt to get him to spill it, whilst his eyes narrowed with aggravation. Eerie silence filled and lingered in the air once it arrived; the two males just staring at eachother wordlessly. Jake's eyebrows raised hopefully, his hazel eyes pleading silently. "No." Aleks hissed and rained on his friend's parade.

"Why is it so forbidden to talk about, though, Aleks?" Jake probed further with a hidden exasperation behind his voice. During the silence, he squinted his sullen eyes at the male several feet ahead of him, as if to see passed his mysterious ways and comprehend what was riling Aleks up so quickly. The Russian's mouth opened slightly as his unhappiness to oblige was getting more and more apparent.

"Because, it's a horrible thing to be and entertain." Aleks murmured with distaste and hidden bitterness; now, don't get him wrong- he doesn't have an issue with homosexuals, he just... doesn't want that kind of lifestyle for himself. Even though it's the only possible way for him to be legitimately happy in a relationship with another being that walks the earth- it was a sure fact that, no matter how much Aleks denied it, he was gay.

Upon hearing the scarcely helpful hint, "Whaaaaat, are you dying??" Jake questioned blindly, his eyes fully narrowed now.

"No. You are a bad guesser- stop guessing." Aleks replied brusquely. He blinked at Jake before finally severing his gaze towards the other teen by looking down at his hands in his lap; his tan flops of dog ears seeming even more droopier than usual and his tail appearing lifeless as it laid on the seat beside him.

This wasn't a fun banter to respond to, when you're the one - unfortunately - on trial.

"I'm gonna' keep guessing as long as you keep me out of your life, Aleks!" Jake began, "You can talk freely to me, you dumbass! Make this easier for yourself and just- spill what's happening with you..." He prodded tersely, making Aleks' jaw clench apprehensively; his friend's beseeching was making this so difficult. Did he want to tell his best friend the truth? Of course he did! He didn't enjoy torturing Jake. So what was making him so resistant to this conversation? It was bound to occur sooner or later.

Soon crumbling under Jake's pressuring gaze, "Jake- I... I, um," Aleks started, unsure of his words already as it is. Becoming fluatered as his twiddled his thumbs together in circles, "I- well..." Another failed attempt to confess sounded with no confidence whatsoever. His intentions were to try say that he was gay gently, but his hopes were fading and growing further from reality, what, with this much lack of courage and large amounts of stuttering. Biting down on his lip harshly before speaking somewhat brokenly again, "Hmm... I don't, uh- well, like... girls..." A loud echoing pause slipped into the air between the two teens, and Aleks regretted saying anything as Jake's ears were assaulted by the lingering words. The briefly taller male's facial expression instantly went bitter that appeared to be saying, 'areyoukiddingme?' When he looked up to search for approval from his friend, Aleks couldn't help but be taken aback when he noticed Jake's grudge-holding features; he knew that this forced confession was a mistake.