Comments... | Pha x Yo {ON HOLD}

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Pha's Point Of View
    I went on my Instagram, to pass time, and saw that I was tagged in something. I clicked on it, and I was a picture of Yo and I hugging, the day that I proposed. I smiled. If only he could stay that happy forever.
    I started to read the comments.
    Faggot!
    Gay!
    Fairy!
    Queens!
    Fag!
    And so much offensive words. I really didn't understand why people were so homophobic. We all bleed the same blood. Plus we're not doing anything wrong, just being happy.
    The doctor came in and told us that Yo could go home. He unhooked everything and we waited a minute for Yo to carefully stand up.
    I, subconsciously, picked Yo up and took him in our car. Everyone else got in Beam's car, except Ming. Ming rode with us. We decided to all go to Yo and I's house today.
    When everyone arrived, we all watched a movie. It was a romance movie. The movie was about what it'd be like, if the world was flipped; meaning homosexuality was the normal heterosexuality was the abnormal. We didn't chose it, Netflix did.
    Halfway during the movie, everyone was cuddling. Except Beam and Forth. Beam looked around the room, and accidentally made eye contact with me. Beam and I have been friends for a very long time, so I knew something was up.
     I paid attention to Beam and Forth for the rest of the movie, without anyone noticing.
    By the end of the movie, I made a conclusion, as if I was a detective. I concluded that something happened between the two, probably Beam doing something wrong. They looked like they were happy this whole time, but I figured it out. Beam tried holding hands with Forth, but Forth hesitated. Right then and there I realized that Beam did something.
    "Beam, come help me in the kitchen right quick." I said after the movie finished.
    "Alright." He said and walked into the kitchen.
    I got up and Yo pulled me right back down.
    "Can I help you instead?" He asked me, with puppy eyes.
    I leaned and whispered in Yo's ears.
    "I need to talk to Beam, don't tell anyone." I told him.
    "About what?" He asked, sounding worried.
    "I'll tell you if he's okay with it. It's just a theory though." I said and placed a kiss on Yo's forehead.
    I walked into the kitchen and saw Beam stuffing his face with bread.
    "What did you do?" I asked, getting straight to the point.
    "Hm?" He asked, confused.
    "What. Did. You. Do. To. Forth." I said, talking as if I was speaking to an idiot.
    "Damnit! How'd you know?" He asked me.
    "I am Pha after all," I said. "But that's not the point. What did you do?"
    "I cheated. I just wanted to see if I was attracted to girls still. It all started with a kiss and I pushed her off immediately. But Forth and I got into an argument and I just did it with her. Truthfully, I wasn't into it. I felt nothing emotionally, nor physically." He told me.
    I sighed. "Why don't you tell him?"
    "Because I haven't found the right opportunity." He said. "Plus, I still don't know what I am. Sexuality-wise."
     "Well, tell Forth. If you two don't talk about it, you might as well break up. You need to talk with him. Even if it takes months. Just be happy like you were." I told him and walked out of the kitchen.
    "Yo, you can come help me now." I told him.
    Beam walked out of the kitchen and sat next to Forth. Beam whispered something in his ear, making them both get up and walk outside. At least he listened to me.
    "Pha~" Yo said.
    Ever since we got back from the hospital, Yo had been extremely clingy. I walked up to him and he hugged me. I hugged back of corse.
    "You know I love you, right?" He asked.
    "And I you." I said and kissed his forehead.
    "I really do love you, Pha." He said.
    "Baby, what's wrong?" I asked.
    "I just wanted you to know. I'm staying with you. I won't break our engagement because one person doesn't accept me. My mom will eventually come around." He said and hugged me once more.
    I hugged him and picked him up. He wrapped his legs around my waist and I slammed him on the counter, making a loud noise. I attacked his plump lips, and began unbuttoning his shirt.