Chapter 2: Butterflies

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The next day, it just so happened that Marcus and I had planned to hang out and film a collab together. He arrived at my place at about 11 o'clock in the morning.

"Hey! Good to see you, dude," he said, giving me a hug which I wish could've lasted another second longer. 

"What's up, how are you?" I replied, making an attempt to act calm and relaxed despite the butterflies in my stomach practically pirouetting all at once.

"Not too bad although I'm not gonna lie, I've kinda missed hanging out with you - we haven't seen each other for a while!" Marcus said. It had only been a week and a few days which made me slightly confused but then that confusion became happiness, realising he'd spent that time thinking of me. Did Marcus care that much? I laughed, again, trying to be cool and after that, we began to set up our camera equipment and started filming Marcus' video: a hilarious video where we reacted to some of our old collabs. They were strange to watch - we'd grown up so much. At the same time, it was nice to see how close we were and how close we still remain. 

After filming the video for my channel, in which we played a game called 'Pie Face', me and Marcus watched some TV for a while. We were watching an action film and then, it cut to the adverts. We were talking over the majority of them but both fell silent when a trailer came on the TV.  A trailer about a guy who began to develop a crush on one of his best friends and finds out his best friend felt the same way. The trailer came to a finish after a very intimate scene of the two boys kissing, shirtless, on a bed which made me feel an erection coming on; great. What a funny coincidence. By funny, I mean awful. Marcus gave me a little smile and a wink which I didn't now how to take. I prayed that he hadn't noticed my cheeks blushing a deep red and the obvious bulge in my trousers that I was desperately trying to cover with my leg.

At about 10 o'clock at night, Marcus was about to leave.

"Thanks for having me, it's been great!" he thanked me.

"No problem, mate - anytime," I said.

We awkwardly hugged and that's when I fucked up. I made the most stupid mistake I could've. As he pulled away I leant in for a kiss. Marcus dodged my lips and stepped back. I cringed and shut my eyes, expecting him to say the worst when the complete opposite came out of his mouth.

"You feel that way too?" he blushed.

"Er... I don't know. I just... I... um," I stuttered, clueless and in shock. Now, Marcus was feeling embarrassed after confessing his feelings to me and receiving such a blunt reply.

"I guess." I stammered.

He smirked at me before leaving. I closed the door and squealed with excitement. Did that really just happen? 

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