Alittle Too Gay

A Possibility

When life gives you semi ripe lemons, you make semi fresh lemonade. Having yourself and no one but yourself for five painfully long months makes for interesting moments. Moments like stalking your old friends on social media and trying to make new friends out of alcoholics, stuck up assholes and overall shitty people..... did Jason mention how much he hated this place? From locking himself in his room for days to crying about how much he missed his friends to his mother, Jason couldn't seem to get over the fact that he would never see his old home again. His dad could come and visit but knowing him, he doubted he would ever step foot in any place Lydia resided in. It didn't bother him much, knowing he could always talk to him on his phone, but when it came to his friends it wasn't as easy.
He missed them. ALOT. There wasn't a day that went by where he wouldn't think of them, where he wouldn't collect his phone and contemplate calling them. God knows how badly he wanted to do it but there was still that one part of him that held him back right before he could press the call button. Jason had already made peace with his personal life. Reconnected with his mother, but still he was unsure on how they would react to finding out about his parents. A delinquent father and a mother who had left her son behind without a second glance. Would they look down on him? Or was he just overthinking it? He hoped not.
There wasn't an outlet for everything running through his mind and breaking his train of thought. No Devin or Christine to distract him with their radiant personalities. Talking to his parents wasn't an option. How could he when it would be troublesome to drag them into his own personal problems when they had much more important things to worry about? But then a rather random thought had crossed his mind. Bringing a somewhat nostalgic smile to his lips. Devin's strange obsession with all things anime.

At first he was sceptical, paying for a monthly subscription on crunchyroll, snickering to himself when his eyes were met with all the peculiar and brightly colored covers, but then a certain title had caught his eye. Carole and Tuesday. It's title wasn't exactly anything spectacular, but the summary was refreshing compared to the countless others mentioning anything between the lines of robots or aliens. A bonus being that it was somewhat of a musical, something that he could appreciate. He had decided to watch it with his mother, seeing it as a way to spend more time with her something that she had been very grateful for. It's setting... was strange to say the least. Two young girls living in the far future (on Mars might I add) are trying their very best to leave their mark on the world as up and coming Artists. A girl from a rich and well known family who had ran away after spending years of feeling  suffocated  and trapped, and a girl running low on money, jumping from job to job using music as her only escape.
It was a story about how these opposite sides of the same coin used their different backgrounds to not only build each other, but it told a story about the beauty of change. Now Jason wasn't the type of person you would catch listening to the soft playing of a guitar and piano on repeat while he cried his eyes out, but yet there he was. Crying whenever it seemed the girls wouldn't make their dream come true.
The way they had inspired the people around them had touched his heart better than any song he had heard. He wasn't going to admit it but it did. Learning more and more about the characters had brought about some sort of familiarity. He felt as if he were there with them on every journey they had taken and in a way, he was. Looking at the blossoming relationship between Carole and Tuesday had unintentionally reminded him a lot of himself and Devin. Both pairings supporting each other to the bitter end, building each other up, making the other smile when no one else could. The girls had quite literally fought to remain with each other, creating a bond that only the two of them could share.
Simply being there for the other whenever they could no matter the situation. Jason had found it ironic. Like he had received a well deserving kick to the gut. He had promised Devin he would be there for him and yet..... it was so easy for him to walk away and leave. He had been beating himself up for it since he had left but he never once considered how badly it could've affected Devin. Did..... did Devin still love him? He had told himself that it was ok if Devin hated him for leaving but now, he wasn't quite sure.  He wanted to see Devin smile. Not frown, not cry. But what if he had hurt him. That was the last thing he wanted to do.
Having a friendship with Devin was the best thing that had happened him. Seeing Devin laugh and knowing he was the reason he had laughed was the best feeling. But now.... the thought of him destroying the one bond he had worked so hard to achieve left a bitter taste in his mouth. There was no doubt he had made him cry and just admitting that was enough to let his self made disappointnent take over. He simply couldn't bare the thought of being the main reason to cause Devin such pain. He cared for Devin. Much more than he's cared for anyone, he knew that. But when comparing their bond to his bond with Christine...... he knew it was too comfortable for just friends, but he had never wanted to face that truth. After all, he loved Christine. She was his first love. Devin was his friend and nothing more..... right? But if that were the case, then why...
Why did he want to kiss him?