One Night Stand

Interrupted

Uploaded: 12/2/2019

Re-uploaded: 2/23/2021

Type leaned against the corner of the building, watching with a slight smile on his face as his junior teammate, Ae, talked with Pete. Even though the two didn't advertise the fact, pretty much everybody that knew the two could see they were together. Type thought they were sweet together.

Then he noticed Tharn cross the road, talking with someone, and his mood took a nosedive.

Why does he keep showing up everywhere?? Type ground his teeth together, shaking his head at himself. He pushed off the wall he'd been leaning against and walked around the corner out of sight. Last thing he needed or wanted at that moment was Tharn trying to talk to him again.

"P'Type!"

Type halted and turned, confused to see Can running up to him, the IC kid, Tin, following at a more sedate pace behind him. "What's up, Can?"

"Can I ask you something??"

Type blinked, noticing the pleading look in Can's eyes. "Um...yeah, go ahead."

"Was it hard for you to come out when you first started dating a guy?"

"...what?"

"Was it hard-"

"No, no," Type held a hand up, halting the flow of words. "I heard you the first time."

"Please, help me, P'Type," Can begged him, grasping his arm and pulling on it lightly.

Type considered Can. He looked over Can's head at the other kid, standing a polite few feet away so he couldn't eavesdrop. Though with how loud Can usually was, he probably could still hear every word.

"P'Type?"

Type screwed his mouth to the side. "Look, Can, it's different for everyone. Some are able to practically scream it as soon as they get a boyfriend, and others don't let on for a long time. You want my advice?"

Can nodded so hard, he looked like a bobblehead.

Type grasped Can's upper arms, looking him right in the eye. "Don't wait around for a time you think you'll feel ready. That time will never come. You'll never feel ready. You're dating the guy you really love, right?"

Can blushed, glancing over his shoulder, nodding again.

"Then don't be afraid to tell people. Those who don't like it don't matter. They can just fuck off. Hear me?"

"Thanks, P'Type."

"Anytime, Nong," Type said, ruffling Can's hair. "Albino monkey."

"I'm not a monkey!"

"Sure you aren't," Type teased.

Can screwed his face up. "P'Type..." he whined.

"Can, are you hungry?"

Can immediately whirled and ran back to Tin. "Is it lunchtime?? Let's go, Tin! Na?"

Tin held a hand out, and Can accepted it, the two walking away from Type. Type rolled his eyes. He was glad Can had found love. Maybe now he'd stop being so crazy. Though, Type doubted that'd ever happen.

He took out his phone as he continued walking, heading for the library. He just wanted a quiet place to sit and think. There was a message from Techno. Type smiled without realizing it. There was something about the other guy that made everything seem normal and safe.

NoNoNo: You on for drinks tonight?

Type-O: Not tonight. Exam tomorrow. Tomorrow night, as a celebration?