A/N: It's weird when your best friend has an identical twin. Believe me when I say it's even weirder when you're in love with one of them.
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SCOTT'S POV
It's weird when your best friend has an identical twin. Believe me when I say it's even weirder when you're in love with one of them.
The time when I got them confused has long passed, now I was able to tell them apart exactly. Mitch, the one I was desperately in love with, my best friend and soulmate, his lips were a little fuller, his frame was a little smaller, less muscly, overall more feminine while Coby looked almost the same, but he was different. Coby was more into video games, he frequently went to the gym with me to work out, and while his body type wasn't really made to be muscly he still had some abs and a good biceps. Still, not enough to visibly set him apart from his brother, that is until Coby dyed his hair purple and Mitch cut his bangs short. Sometimes, when we were younger they'd try to trick me, acting as each other but I saw through it immediately. It was just the way Mitch walked that got me, or the way he spoke. Both had very similar voices, both very feminine but Coby's was slightly lower. He sounded like Mitch when he woke up in the morning. Another thing was the fact that Mitch had two tiny freckles on his cheek that I loved to kiss from time to time, though I tried not to make it too obvious that I wanted us to be more than just friends. He didn't know, and that was a good thing. I didn't want to ruin something as perfect as our friendship.
Mitch and I, we met in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, he was Mike Teavee, I was obsessed the second I laid eyes on him. We were only ten, but I knew he would become the most important person in my life. And now, at twenty six, I still felt the same way.
We started hanging out, and soon enough I got to know his family, and let me tell you I was shocked to find out that this uniquely beautiful boy I'd met existed twice in this universe. Coby was just as beautiful, he had the same angelic features that I loved so much about Mitch, he had the same body, the same eyes, the same face. But still, he wasn't the same. He smiled differently, he wasn't as passionate about music as Mitch, he liked girls.
Coby and I had become really good friends over time, but Mitch and I, we were inseparable. We went through ups and downs in our life together, never letting each other go, we were always there for each other. Mitch came home crying one day and called me, telling me he had a girlfriend. When I asked him what was wrong, he came out to me. He was horrified. We were only fourteen back then.
High school was a pretty messed up time for both of us, full of blurred lines within our relationship. We tried things out, we were each other's firsts, but up to this day we haven't talked about it. He thought it was a mistake, and he thought I agree. Little did he know my feelings have just intensified from the moment I somehow found the bravery to kiss him for the very first time in his room, when we were seventeen. For two weeks, we hooked up in my mustang, drove out to empty parking lots just to make out. We both lost our virginity to each other that one night in May 2009. We called each other boyfriend for a while but when I had to leave for college it seemed like nothing ever happened between us. Somehow, we were back to being best friends, that unspoken something in between us that's still there up to this day. I got the hint that he just wanted me as a best friend, so as heartbroken as I was I dropped it, trying to be happy about the fact that at least we were best friends and trying not to focus on the fact that that's all we could ever be.
