Walking Sins (BoyxBoy)

Tell Me What You Want

Erik ^

Ok so it gets a little steamy (it's pretty tame) so you have been warned. I'm not going to put markers or anything because I find it always interrupts the mood (Idk not a preference of mine). Feel free to skip it if you would like ^_^

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I always had a system when I went to the movies. It was something I picked up from my father, and it worked out well and honestly made more sense.
You went into the movie theater, bought your ticket, lined up, waited to go in, and when you found seats, go back out and order food. That way you didn't eat all your popcorn lining up, you got to skip out on the ads before the movie, and you almost always returned right as the movie started.

As we sat down - Allison, me, Erik - I turned to Allison, "I'm gonna grab the food, what do you want?"

After Allison relayed her order, I turned to Erik, "You coming, Mister Carron?"

He didn't reply, but stood to follow. When we were outside the cinema room, he cleared his throat, the right side of his mouth turning up again. "You're not buying me food?"

I didn't spare him a glance, but did smirk, "I didn't realize I was on this date with you, Mister Carron."

"Aah," he grinned that right-side-lip-lift, "So it is a date?"

"Why'd you get stood up anyway?"

He didn't mention the subject change. "I don't know, something about them having to fix up their sibling for a date, I'm not sure, it was a crappy excuse anyway."

I nodded, "Really shitty actually."

"So Allison..."

I narrowed my eyes, staring at the back of the head of a stranger. I knew my jaw was clenched. I waited a few moments to see if Erik was bright enough to put the pieces together.

"What's not to like about Allison?" He turned his head toward me and my eyes connected with his own.

I looked away, worried that if he looked long enough he'd figure out the truth behind my next words. "I mean she's a great person, not too bad to look at-" Trying to convince Erik that I was physically attracted to Allison was easy - it was trying to convince myself that was hard. It was the repulsion towards myself that I found the most difficult to deal with. The self hatred was burning brightly at this point; I stomped out the flame, ignoring it's entire existence.

I really did hate myself, I realized. The thought made me pause. It was weird. I knew that lying was bad, I knew that pretending was worse, but telling someone I was gay was terrifying. But lying so openly and easily... I felt sick with myself. If it weren't for the noise in the room, I don't know what I would've done to draw me out of that realization. Out of the queasiness that had suddenly laid homage in my gut.

"But?"

I forgot that I hadn't actually finished my sentence. I coughed, "But I can't see her as anything more than a friend."

Coward. You're a fucking coward who can't admit anything to anyone.

Erik hummed in thought. "Then why the date?"

The comment made something change. As though all of the anger I had directed at myself turned towards Erik. snapped my eyes to him, the anger in my eyes now focussed solely on him. "Because some dumb, wise guy-"

"Very contradictory statement,"

"-told me to." I glared down at him. Which was strange, given that we were more or less the same height. "Or do you not remember that conversation, Mister Carron?"