Gay Chicken

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Breathe. Chris had to remind himself that such action exist. The two boys' eyes locked in place, each of them searching for something in the other. Alex notices Chris starting to turn a pinkish color around his nose, but brushed it off as a result of the alcohol shaking around in his system.

Clearing his throat, Chris tore his eyes away from Alex and rubbed his hand across his chest. Before Chris could get a chance to retaliate, the sound of sirens and the flash of blue and red lights filled the building.

Chris whispered a 'fuck' to himself. He looked left and right before sprinting off to find an exit. Running his hand through his hair, he sighed the moment he reached his car. The boy that caused too many mixed emotions inside Chris was gone. Maybe it was for the better. As a straight male, Chris has no choice but to brush off his experience as another drunk and fun filled night.
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Upon hearing the sirens, Alex ran until found his sister. After a crazy night, they were now headed back to the dorms. The windows inside the car were foggy due to cold weather, but Alex used them as a distraction anyway. Not wanting to be interrogated by his sister, Alex opted for wondering how those guys could stand being shirtless all night in such weather. He figured 'you can do anything you want when you sexy',while he hummed the tune to himself.

"Your humming", Jessica glanced at her brother for a second. "Had fun?"

Alex smacked his lips, "I'm a human being. Is it a crime to hum?" Sitting up and adjusting himself in his seat, Alex sighed. "It was aight."

Jessica practically squealed and brought her hands to her mouth for a brief moment. In the book of Alex, he either likes something but doesn't want to admit it or hates it completely. Since Alex Reyes only hums when he's happy, she knew his real answer. Her brother is a closed book to everyone else but her. With the response, her work here is done.

"I'm not doing it again, but thanks," Alex hopped out car as soon as Jessica parked and they quietly parted ways.

Alex entered his dorm practically sober, but couldn't figure out why Chris still lingered in his mind. The thought of his hands on Alex's body caused a shiver. Alex quickly pondered what Chris' lips would feel like on his own instead of his ear.

Alex body temperature began to rise and his breath hitched. Lewd thoughts continued to flood him and he honestly doesn't have the energy to stop it. Or maybe he just doesn't want to. Either way, he can't go to sleep with a boner.

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Regret smacked Alex in the face the next morning, but it felt good knowing that he won't have to worry about it anymore. It was a party and shit always happen at parties. The kind of shit that you forget, right?

Alex decides that he can't be bothered with such irrelevant thoughts seeing as he has a Chemistry class to get ready for. He throws on his signature black hoodie paired with jeans and black converse after he's showered. His curly hair takes up about 30 minutes of his routine. Unlike Beyoncé, he doesn't wake up flawless.

With Big Bang blasting in his headphones , Alex grabs his books and head out. The walk to class was boring and cold seeing as it's the beginning of the second semester. With the unbothered look on his face, it's a surprise that 'Fantastic Baby' is blasting through his eardrums.

Alex arrived about 10 minutes early as planned. With his hoodie over his head, he made his way to his seat in the back of the classroom. The professor arrived about 5 minutes before class time, shutting the door behind him.

Class when on for a good 15 minutes or so before a knock at the door tore most students away from their notes. Naturally, almost everyone's head turned toward the entrance awaiting to see who was in the other side.

"This is Chem 101 right?" Alex froze and mentally facepalmed himself. The voice sounded too familiar for his liking.

An unknown boy whispered out, "What you doing in here bro?" The voice that rang bells in Alex ears tried to whisper back though he failed, "Class swap, the other Chem class interfered with practice."

Alex heart nearly dropped out his chest.

That voice caused a pang in his lower stomach. He glanced up quickly to confirm his allegations.

And sure enough, two seats in front of him sat the one and only Chris Young.