7- Christmas

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Charlie's pov
I wake Leo up at about 10. Is that too early? I don't know. He moaned for a while, but got over it after a while. As it was still pretty warm, we went for a walk. We started talking about the weirdest stuff.
"What if oxygen is poisonous and only takes 60-100 years to kill us? We don't really did of old age."
"Hang on, so if poison goes out of date does it get more or less poisonous?"
"What if Toy Story is real? Our toys could come alive and we'd never know."
Suddenly Leo stops walking and looks at me, a serious expression adorning his features.
"Charlie. If I tell you a secret, you're not gonna hate me right?"
"Leo, you're still the same person you were when I met you, even if you have changed a bit. You're still you. " I reply, wondering what he wants to tell me. Has he killed someone? Wait, has he a got a girl pregnant? No, he's not like that. IS HE ENGAGED???? No wait, he's single. I'd better stop guessing and just ask him.
"What do you wanna tell me then?"
"Charlie, what would you do... if I told you... I wasn't straight? " Why am I so happy?
"I would support your decision and tell you I've been hiding something too." I am so nervous. My thoughts are all melting together.
"Oooooooooohhhhh tell meeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!" Leo is more excited than he should be.
"Not yet. First, if you're not straight, what are you? Gay? Bi? Pan? Asexual? Demisexual? Polyamorous?" Leo takes time answering this one.
"I think I'm just gay." He answers.
Great. Just makes him all that much harder to resist.

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