Homophobia is Gay ~ Jeffmads ☆COMPLETED☆

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"Oh!" Demyx exclaimed, turning towards the other boy standing behind him.

"This is Zexion!" the boy waved shyly, hiding behind Demyx. Thomas was bouncing on his heels giddily which made James smile.

"We should really catch up... God, it's been ages!" Thomas stated, Demyx humming in response. 

"We've gotta go, but here's my number so we can talk," Demyx grabbed a random piece of paper and pen from his pocket. 

Where did those come from?

James shook his head as the boys said their goodbyes. Thomas was still smiling as he continued to walk with James.

"Who was that, anyways? You seemed so excited..." a tiny pang of jealous ran through James' body but he shrugged it off.

Thomas chuckled a bit.

"He kinda helped me figure out my sexuality -- without even realizing it -- at a young age," Thomas said, looking off to the side. James hummed softly. 

"But you never admitted it to yourself?"

"Well, at first, I didn't know what it was. We were nine. I just thought he was really pretty. I liked staring into his eyes and touching his hair..." Thomas was looking up at the sky, smiling. He looked really cute. But his smile fell as he looked down again.

"One day, I decided to hold his hand after school and when my father saw... well, he freaked. He beat me and explained everything to me -- sexuality, sex, everything. That's the day I started to fear my father. And I never let myself think that way again...

"Until I met you," Thomas looked back to James and smiled. James smiled back. He really had a contagious smile. It was beautiful, too.

The sun had started to set lower, scattering pink, blue and purple across the sky this time.

"We should probably head back..." James muttered. Thomas nodded sadly. 

"I'll have to drop you off. I have to get back to Lafayette," Thomas sighed. 

The boys walked side by side in a comfortable silence. Their hands kept brushing together softly. Each time, it caused James to blush profusely. 

"You know, if you wanna hold my hand, just do it," Thomas said, which immediately made James grab his hand. They walked like that, holding hands until they arrived at James' house.

"See you at school tomorrow," James said. He noticed Thomas' eyes widen a bit but shook it off. Thomas nodded and smiled again.

"Until we meet again, my love!" Thomas dramatically grabbed James' hand and kissed it while bowing. This made James laugh. Thomas waved as he left. 

James didn't go inside until Thomas was completely out of sight. He opened the brown oak (pun intended (;) wood door slowly.

"James?" his father called. Shit! James started to die inside as both of his parents came downstairs.

"Where have you been?" his mother asked, placing her hands on her hips.

"W-with Thomas..." James looked down a bit. "I'm sorry..."

"What are you sorry for?" his father exclaimed. James looked up in shock. 

"You guys aren't mad?"

"I was a bit worried but you weren't gone that long, plus it's your first offense," his mother offered a smile, which James returned weakly. 

James couldn't focus on anything other than Thomas the rest of the night. Except for when he laid down to try and sleep. He started thinking about his mother acting very kind.

Usually her and his father were off getting drunk or high, and would return very late. James was confused as towards why tonight was different (is that wording correct?). Nothing was really said to him.

James was able to shake off the scepticism by holding a pillow close to his chest and thinking about Thomas. He sighed lovingly.

Thomas had really seemed to change. He was always an asshole until this happened. Though, James still had a lot of doubting thoughts. What if everything was just a set up?

What if everyone was in on it, and soon enough, when James finally started opening up more, Thom's destroyed his life?

James really didn't like thinking that. He thought about it a lot before, but that was when he knew the asshole side of Thomas. Now he knows the sensitive, sweet and loving side.

It has to be different. James loves Thomas and Thomas loves him back.

Right...?

James shook his head and held on tighter to his pillow, trying to imagine he was cuddling him. Soon, James was able to fall into a somewhat peaceful slumber.

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A/N: I have lotsa stuff in store for y'all *finger guns*

~T