forbidden love

part 2

Donald's legs were shaking an abnormal amount as he tried to walk to his bedroom after dinner.

"Are you alright?" asked Melania, his wife. "You're shaking."

"W-what? Me- oh yes I'm doing welI." Donald said. "I'll be off now."

"Was it the debate?" asked Melania. "Oh, don't worry, I'm sure you did well-"

"It's not that, its something, something else." Don muttered.

"Okay, be off then," Melania walked away, leaving Donald to his own thoughts.

He wasn't lying when he said it wasn't the debate, but saying he was alright was definitely a big bluff.

What Biden had said earlier was bothering him. It had to have been a joke, right? He definitely couldn't love him. That would be gay, anyways. Donald knew he was a straight man.

Or, was he? The though had first occurred to him about a year ago, one day when he was alone with the vice president, Mike Pence. He had had a secret relationship with Pence from that day on, until a couple of months ago when Mike had decided it was a bad idea and that they might get caught.

Did Donald like Biden? No, there was no way.

Except for that little flutter in his heart every time Donald heard his name.

What was going on?