We just sat there on the bed looking at each other, nothing could make me feel any better than how I felt in that exact moment in time.
Bernard decided to break the silence, "Soooo, Blakey Blake, what you want for dinner?"
Hearing him give me a nickname made me blush a bit. I turned my face away and quickly slapped my hands against it so that he couldn't tell that I was blushing. It was no use though, he could already tell.
He placed his hands over mine. "Awwwwwee, is Blakey blushinnngggggg?"
Hearing that made my whole face turn bright red. His hands felt so warm laying on top of mine. I just wanted to feel this warm feeling all the time.
"You know, you look kinda cute like this. What if I'm gay?" Bernard questioned.
He said it with such an honest tone though, so I wasn't quite sure if he was joking or not.
"Umm, I'm not quite sure if you're serious or not." I looked over at him, still covering my cheeks with my hands, his still on mine.
He smiled and squeezed my cold hands. He brought them down into his lap. He kept a grip on mine and looked into my eyes. "I'm being completely serious...I think, I think I might have feelings for you."
Bernard's facial expression turned to confusion but he looked like a cute little lost puppy. I decided there was only one thing left to do. This could change everything forever, but I decided that this was probably the only thing I could do that could maybe, just maybe, help him figure out his sexuality. I leaned closer to him and kissed him.
He kind of twitched at first. I could tell that he wasn't expecting it at all. After a few seconds, he let go of my hands and pulled me closer to him. He started kissing me back. I felt so warm and fuzzy. Was this how it felt to have my first kiss? I really liked feeling like this.
He pulled away and stared me in the eyes. He had the biggest smile on his face. "Yup, I'm definitely gay!"
I slightly laughed and I began to smile. Just then, there was a knock at the door.
"Hey, Bernie, can I come in?"
"Of course, mom!"
Bernard's mom came in and smiled at both of us before asking, "So, did we decide what we're having for dinner?"
I looked over at Bernard, his face was super red. He looked happy and it made me smile.
"Did something happen in the short 10 minutes you two have been up here? You both seem like you're ten times better than you were when you first walked through the front door."
We both laughed and Bernard responded, "Well, yeah, I guess in a way, something did happen."
The room felt very serious after he said that.
"Mom, I think, I mean, I-I'm gay."
His mom took a few seconds to take that in. She looked down at the floor and then slowly walked towards Bernard with her arms open wide for a hug.
"I'm so happy that you're starting to figure yourself out. If I may ask, how did you find out?" She questioned.
I looked at him, unsure of what he was going to say. He looked at me and nudged my shoulder. I'm pretty sure his mom was painting the picture in her mind.
"So, Blake helped you figure it out? Are you two like together now or something?"
Just then, Molly walked past the room and gasped, "Did I just hear that correctly?! Bernard likes Blake?!" She squealed with so much excitement and ran towards both of us and hugged us.
"Well it looks like Molly and I both accept you, Bernard. So, we're going to give the both of you some more alone time. Come on downstairs when you decide what you want for dinner. Blake, you can stay as long as you'd like. You're more than welcome to come over whenever as well."
I beamed at that. I was finally somewhere where I felt loved and cared for. It felt amazing.
Bernard's mom and Molly both walked out of the room, shut the door behind them, and we could hear them both talking about how happy they were and how much they actually liked me. It felt so nice and refreshing to be around such great people.
Bernard looked over at me and pulled me into his arms, I thought he was going to hug me until he pulled me down and had me laying beside him in his bed. I laughed and we both turned our faces towards each other.
"You have the raddest green eyes I have ever seen, Blake. I could stare into them for the rest of my life and feel comforted."
That was the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me. A few tears started forming and one slowly started falling down my cheek on landed on the soft, white pillow underneath my head.
Bernard wiped my tear away and pulled me closer to him. He rested his forehead against mine and asked, "So, was that your first kiss?"
I was a little shocked that he asked. Could he tell? Was it that bad? Did I mess up? Does he not like me anymore? I shouldn't be worrying like this though. "Y-yeah, i-it was."
"Well dang, I'm glad I was able to receive it, I guess that makes me the ''Special one' now." He chuckled and then looked me in the eyes.
I giggled and nodded my head in agreement. "Yeah, I guess we're both special."
We both started laughing. Bernard kissed me again and then sat up on the bed. He then stood up and looked down at me. He grabbed his pillow and tossed it onto my face and said, "Alright, get up sleepy head, we gotta figure out what we're eating for dinner."
I pulled the pillow down,just far enough that only my eyes were showing. I knew he could see how brightly my face was lit up and how badly I was blushing at this point.
Bernard put his arms underneath me, lifted me up and cradled me for a second before kissing me and setting my legs on the floor. We didn't break the kiss for what felt like minutes, but in reality, it was probably around twenty seconds.
We started walking towards his bedroom door. He interlaced his fingers with mine, opened his bedroom door, and then shut it behind us. Things were starting to look up for me and I was loving every single second of it.
