CRYDE

(5) Confronting

At this point, Craig didn't know what to think. Clyde did say he loved him, but he didn't think he meant it like.. This.

(Craig's POV)
After being dazed by Clyde's sudden action, I processed what was happening. I didn't want to upset or embarrass Clyde, but I wasn't sure if I wanted this. Leisurely pushing Clyde away by his chest, I turned my head away as well, to avoid the humiliating feeling of Clyde seeing the blush that creeped onto my cheeks. "Oh god.." Clyde began, "A-are you OK?? I'm sorry Craig, I-I didn't mean-" He paused, completely moving away from my lap. He began to stand up, just as I quickly reacted, grabbing him by the wrist. I didn't quite know what I was doing, but it was like a part of me didn't want Clyde to leave. "No, I.. Please don't leave.. It's OK." I assured him, still feeling a little uneasy about what just happened. He wiped his tear covered face off with the sleeve of his jacket, sitting back down across from me. "Clyde.. Why? Why did you.." I asked, hoping he'd catch onto the unfinished question.

(Clyde's POV)
I felt my face burn from the question. I knew what he meant, but I was too scared to say anything. We've been friends for so long and I just didn't want our friendship to end now.. Then again, I felt it was better that he knew than to keep lying to myself and continue to hold in the strong feelings I have for my best bro. Before revealing anything, I took a deep breath, bracing myself for whatever reaction I may get from Craig, "Because.. Well.. I like you. Like, a lot. I've liked you for quite sometime now actually, and I understand if you don't feel the same way, or like, hate me or something.." I explained, looking away from him right after. It was then, I had felt the gentle caress of the raven haired boys hands cup my face, turning me back over to his direction, "Clyde, that.. That was pretty gay.." Craig stated as I got a good look at his pretty freckled face, and that oh-so beautiful messy black hair. Wait.. Now I was being super gay-

(Craig's POV)
I noticed the brown haired boy gulp as I held his head in my palms, "God, you're such a dork." I teased,  quickly doing what seemed surprising, coming from a guy like me: returning the kiss that Clyde gave me. I noticed how soft his lips were and how well they molded with mine. That feeling became even better once I realized that Clyde closed his eyes and kissed back, thankfully. I felt his hands grope my waist, making me blush even more than I already was. Huh.. Clyde was pretty good at this, wasn't he? I pulled away from the kiss, catching my breath, as well as Clyde. I then, pulled my hands away from the other boys' face as we both stared at each other with red faces, both getting the same awkward vibe. "Th-thanks, dude.." He said softly to me, removing his hands from my waist and moving one up to scratch at the back of his head. "Don't mention it.. Seriously. Don't ever. I mean it. I will actually kick your ass if you tell the guys about this." I said with a glare, pointing at Clyde in a serious tone. Clyde however, found my heat of anger to be funny. He showed this by raising his hands in surrender, along with that stupid smile o' his and a chuckle, "Aaalright, alright.. I won't. Don't sweat it~" He winked.