ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ↬ ʏᴜᴡɪɴ [ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ]

eleven

Sicheng sat on the wooden bench next to a big pine tree. The November air was blowing around making him shiver even though he had a jacket on.

He was nervous. What was Yuta going to say? Will he hate him? Will he not care? Will he not want to talk to him again? Will they still be friends?

Will he like him back?

Sicheng's nerves rose even more once he saw Yuta approaching him. He could feel the goosebumps forming on his skin the closer Yuta got. Sicheng didn't know how this would play out. This could either end in years of friendship down the drain or more years of friendship to come.

Or maybe more than that.

Once Yuta stopped right in front of him, Sicheng gulped.

"Hi," Yuta put his hands down his pocket and stood awkwardly.

Sicheng avoided eye contact, "hi."

Yuta cleared his throat, "what did you want to talk about?"

"We should sit first," Sicheng sat back down on the bench, this time Yuta taking a seat next to him.

Sicheng wished it could be like how it was before. It was so easy to talk to Yuta, but now it was so awkward. He felt like he had to ask for permission to talk to him.

Taking a deep breath, Sicheng took his hands in the sleeve of his jacket and balled his fists.

"I needed to figure... Things... Out."

"Continue."

"I guess you could say I was having an identity crisis."

"Why didn't you tell me what was going on? I could have supported you this whole time through that!"

"I'm sorry, I wasn't in my right mind."

Yuta just sighed and stayed quiet.

"Yuta... I need to tell you something."

"What is it?"

"Well two things. One thing I'm not that nervous because I know you're open. But the second thing... I'm scared to tell you."

"Sicheng, tell me. You know you can. Please, I'll support you no matter what."

"Well... I'm gay," Sicheng whispered, "I wasn't scared to tell you because I know you're openly bisexual but it was my parents. I was so scared to tell them that I closed myself off from everyone. My mom is okay, she supports me but my dad... He said he needs time."

"Sicheng," Yuta whispered and pulled him in a hug, "I know how hard it is. I'm so proud of you for telling me."

He was on the verge of tears until Yuta pulled away from the hug and he forced himself to keep them in.

Now was the time. The time Sicheng was dreading for. The time where his heart could be completely broken.

But maybe there was a chance it wouldn't be.

"Yuta I need to say something else. It's something that made me realize my sexuality. It's something that I have been feeling for around four months now. It's something I'm terrified to tell you but will anyway."

Yuta furrowed his eyebrows, "what's up?"

"Yuta I like you. Well obviously I like you but I don't mean that way. I mean like... like you. Feelings. I have feelings towards you. Romantically. I like you, Yuta."

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