Bi-Curious (BoyxBoy)

♥︎ Chapter 6 • Purple ♥︎

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You are red,
Full of fire, power, and beauty
And I am blue,
Broken, empty, but trying

Would you like to make purple with me?

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Bi-Curious
Chapter 6:
"Purple"

Charlie

My own hazel eyes gaze into deep brown ones as Ethan looms over me at the all-too-familiar bench. I blink.

"You're here early. I haven't even headed to class yet," I note, looking him over. "Miss me on Sunday?"

"Miss you?" Ethan scoffs. "Please."

I roll my eyes. "How shitty do I look?"

"You don't look shitty, just injured." He pokes the bruise on my cheek. "What the fuck happened?"

"Was at the bar with Jamie. He went to the bathroom and some random guy started feeling me up. There was a fight."

"What a fucking prick." Ethan growls. "Sorry that happened to you." He pats my shoulder.

"It's fine. Jamie got pretty upset. It was kinda hot." I chuckle, closing my journal.

Ethan nods. "At least you got something out of it."

I cross my legs. "How was your Sunday?"

"I spent it video chatting with my family." Ethan answers. "It was fun."

A small smile finds its way on my face. "That actually sounds really nice." My phone vibrates and I check to see a message from Michael, my ex boyfriend from high school who attends college here. "Hey, Ethan, do you know a guy named Michael?"

Ethan thinks for a minute. "Maybe in passing, why?"

"No reason." I pocket the phone, taking mental note to message him later. "Want to head to class?"

"Well, I don't want to, but I suppose we have to." He holds out his hand to help me up.

Grabbing it, I hoist myself up with his help and make sure to leave ample space between us, unknowing if he is okay being seen walking with me. My hands find their way to my pockets and I lead the way to class.

Once we're inside, Ethan takes his seat. "I have a present for you." He grins.

"Really?" I sit down excitedly.

"Yep," he pulls a piece of paper out and hands it to me. It's a portrait of Momo wearing a stylish crown.

"It's beautiful." I marvel at the artwork. "I love it. Thank you."

"No problem! I'm glad you like it." Ethan smiles and pulls his feet up onto the table.

"Do you take any art classes here?"

"Not really, I mostly freelance." He shrugs.

"I feel like I should pay you or something." I continue to study the piece. "You probably spent a lot of time on it."

"Eh, it's not a big deal. I have plenty of money now anyways." He says bitterly.

Biting my lip, I reply. "I... If you ever find yourself in trouble again, you could ask me... You could pay me back if it makes you feel better or something. I just don't want... y'know... I know you didn't enjoy the experience, and I'm not implying that. I just don't want you to struggle too much."