Smile (Gay one shots)

Tythan

TRIGGER WARNING. SELF HARM.  Also I forgot how to fucking spell. There's quite a bit after the smut too so you can skip all that if you want.

Jack had just left. The restraunt was packed though. Mark sat across from us but he was in the restroom.

I felt uncomfortable. I knew that something was wrong. Ethan kept zoning out. I even caught him crying but he said it was just alergies.

"Ethan. Damn it. Tell me what's wrong. As your best friend I think I should know. I'm worried to death."

He didn't respond. He just stared into nothing. "Tyler. I'm gay."

"Suprise, I am too." I sighed. I was actually bisexual. And he knew that.

He still had something bothering him, it was more than that. He was crying again. "Ethan, I-"

"Tyler I love you. And I know you'll never love me back. Because I'm just... I'm a useless piece of shit. I'm obnoxious, childish, I'm weak, I try to hard to be what I know I'll never be, I can't do anyth-"

"Ethan."

He silence, looking at me with tear filled eyes. "I'm sorry. I've got to go." He frowned, getting up and running for the door.

"Ethan. Ethan, wait." I sighed, running after him and grabbing his wrist. He stopped.

He jerked his wrist away and held it in pain. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"

"No it's fine, really." He forced a smile. It felt like almost everyone was staring at us.

I took his hand softly, rolling up his sleeve as gently as possible. Red lines and scars covered his wrist. They weren't deep.

I remembered what he'd said. He loved me. And he didn't think I loved him back.

I looked back up to him, we made eye contact. He was clearly afraid of what I was about to say. But I wasn't gonna say anything.

I pulled him into a deep kiss, wrapping my arms around his waist. His eyes were wide and full of shock.

He closed his eyes and kissed back. I felt my heart pounding against my chest.

He pulled away from the kiss, looking up at me submissively. "Tyler. I want you to fuck me."

I bit my lip and smirked, "You'll have to wait. People are staring Ethan. Go sit down."

He sighed and walked back over to the table, I went and refilled my soda. By the time I got back to the table Mark was back... having a similar conversation with Ethan.

"Why Ethan? Try to quit." Mark realized I was there. "Oh sorry Tyler. Ignore what you heard."

"I already know what's going on." I sighed, sitting down beside Ethan. He hid his face in his hands. I could tell he was crying.

Mark stared at me, I could tell he was worried. The second we made eye contact he whispered just loud enough for me to hear "he loves you."

I rolled my eyes and wispered "I know, Mark."

Ethan continued to cry into his hands. A few people were staring at us. Probably thought we were crazy.

"Ethan." I whispered. "Look at me, Ethan."

He looked up wiping the tears from his eyes. I kissed him on the forehead smiling. I placed my hand on his upper thigh.

Mark was staring at his phone, probably on Tumblr.