Micah Vallenti has been in the closet all his life, taking his time in coming to terms with his sexuality as well as himself. Everything all of a sudden changes the second he gets outed by a boy he had trusted and known for years. Broken, dismayed...
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"Aren't you scared someone might just catch you walking around shirtless?" I breathed out, burying my hands into my hoodie.
Jesse raised an eyebrow at me. "Why would I? It's not like we were born into this world wearing clothes. If I wanted to I could also take my sweatpants off." His light red tongue went over his lips as he walked the same pace as me.
"Uh yea don't." I anxiously let out, making him quietly laugh to himself.
A wave of silence came over us as we just followed the road, the quiet surroundings and moonlight shining it's way on us.
"What's your favorite color?" He let out more as a statement than a question as I was slightly taken a back from the randomness of it.
"Red." I smiled. "You?"
"Blue." He nodded flexing his jaw, his blue eyes not sparing me a glance as he continued to walk.
"Like your eyes." I responded fast.
What I said made him look at me full on now, my cheeks heating up again as we locked our gaze. "Yea." His face softened at me, looking back down the ground. "Careful with your step." He all of a sudden jumped down a deep slope.
I took a pause I stared down at him. "Um, this is really sketchy." My voice was sheepish as I looked around the empty road.
Jesse whined. "Oh come on, give me your hand. Don't be a pussy." He teased, my mouth dropping as I internally cringed at that word he just used.
"I am no pus-" He quickly interrupted me.
"Pussy." He said it again, making me scoff to myself.
"You're the pussy." I snapped.
"Then why you scared to jump down here?" He asked, a devilish smirk forming on his lips.
"Because it's too high and I don't feel like it."
"Pussy."
"Fuck you."
"Fuck me?"
"Yea, fuck you!"
"Then come down here and give it to me." He winked, making me throw him a dirty look.
"Oh my god shut up." I couldn't help but chuckle as he pouted, waiting for me to get down. "Why are you talking like one of those straight boys from my school that emotionally confuse me."
He clenched his jaw at me before replying. "Because I'm not gay."
"You're not?"
He shook his head at me. "I make up the B in the LGBT alphabet."
"Oh." My eyes slightly widened as I watched him raise his hands at me. "I thought this camp was only meant for closeted gay guys." I finally gave in and took his hand in helping me jump down.
