In the Dark Closet

Thoughts were rushing through my head as Yoongi was sitting beside me on my bed. It was like this every single day. Yoongi would come over and hang out with me, which was okay because he's my friend, but not for the feelings that I felt. He would barely touch my arm when we laughed together, and my arm would tingle from where he touched it.

It scared me to even think, what if I liked him? No, I didn't. It's just my hormones. At least that's what I told myself. It had been like this for a year or so. It happened when a group of our friends were playing spin the bottle at a party. Yoongi spun the bottle and it landed on me. I was still playing around, so I laughed thinking that it would be funny for our friends to see two guys kiss.

I thought it was all fun and games, but then, he kissed me. I felt like my whole body was on fire when he kissed me. I felt my lips spark, and when he backed away, my lips felt numb. Inside, I thought about kissing him longer, and that scared me so much. I wasn't gay. I have to tell myself every single day that I'm not gay.