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I was grinning for one fucking reason. One really weird, really fucking perfect reason that I’d had to come to church to finally see the light about. Noah wasn’t just my best friend. He was my motherfucking boyfriend. And honestly? Now that I thought about it, it kinda felt like he might have actually been that all along.
I know you were worried about a scarf making you look gay, Noe, and being boyfriends is super fucking gay,”
I’ve even got a motherfucking boyfriend. And I don’t like girls. What are you even talking about? I mean, yeah, I did, but I’m done with them. We covered this. Did you miss the part where I’m your boyfriend now? Yours. And you’re a guy. I like you.”
I could live here. My cock was inside Noah. I was fucking my best friend.
He wasn’t just perfect. He was goddamn everything.
I didn’t just need him, I was the lucky fuck who had him. And fuck if I was ever gonna let that go.

