Crown-less Kings

Rey-mas

I don't think I've ever thought about something as much as I've thought about the kiss with Rey. Over and over, it overcame my life. Sheppard has given me lots of confused looks based on my foggy actions. Like I've been floating through.

Leaving the day after kissing someone I had dreamed of kissing for months, didn't help. It felt like I was stuck on a cliffhanger. No matter what I text with Rey, I crave sitting right in front of him, watching the little flickers of emotion on his face when I say things. It's something text messages or phone calls could make up for.

Avoiding my family was much of a distraction either. Most of my family is from Reno Arizona -it's where I was born- so that's where we go for Christmas. My mother's parents are loaded and have a huge-ass house that everyone stays in. Sheppard and I have to share a room, which is less than pleasing but not as bad as if I had to share with one of my various annoying cousins.

We actually both spend a lot of time hiding away in the room to get away from the mayhem of a full house for Christmas. Most of the time we just lay on the queen bed and do stuff on our phone. Other times we talk which is funny at times.

"No way. You fucked Cliff Lee? He was gay?" Sheppard's bewildered look is amusing.

I smile smugly, "Bi or something. I don't know, I didn't ask questions."

"Ew," His nose wrinkles up, "You're such a little hoe."

"Hey, sorry you can't get some, Shep. I'm a hot commodity, I guess," I shrug and laugh at his scowl.

"I could get some if I wanted to."

"Yeah? With who? Cindy Lou-who?" I cackle and Sheppard slaps my arm.

"Shut up! I'm actually talking to a girl right now at school, a real girl. So fuck off," He flips the bird and I keep laughing.

"Aww, you're too cute, Sheppy. I hope she tucks you good afterward," I give him a little pout and Sheppard gasps annoyed.

I'm still laughing when my phone buzzes from under my thigh. Sheppard is frowning as he pulls out his own phone and pretends to be busy so he doesn't have to talk to me. I stop laughing when I see the text.

Rey: I told the twins.

Me: What?!?!?

Rey: About the kiss, and how I like you

I sit up in the bed and ignore Sheppard looking at me. My heart is pounding. Oh my god, they're going to be mad. They won't want to be my friend anymore. They'll think I only used them to get closer to Rey.

My heart is pounding as my phone begins to ring, Rey as the caller ID (well, actually, it's 'James King' an ode to the fake name he gave me the first time I met him), "Hello?

"Hi," I will admit, I missed his voice.

"Why?" It comes out crackled in my fear.

"Barkley, you probably won't understand. We're triplets. We tell each other everything. We have some weird connect when knowing when the other is keeping something big from the rest. It was partially voluntary, partially them prying it from me."

I rub my face, "And? What did they say? Are they mad? Oh god, they're mad-"

"They're not mad," I'm almost frustrated how he soothes me so easily. I should be mad, he told our secret without discussing with me, but I'm not, "I think mostly they're shocked. Understandably, they've always been under the impression I was more straight. I mean, there was once, but I'll talk to you about that later, okay? We've agreed not to tell my parents until you get back and we decided where this is going to go."