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All the cocky smiles, all the jokes between them, everything that happened since he showed up. Michael glanced over to Ray who was sitting beside him at his desk with yet another smirk on his face. The voices of the other Achievement Hunters were heard behind him as they all yelled at the outcome of the game they were playing.
“Hey Michael if you could fight back instead of letting me shoot you in the mouth that would be cool too.” Ray said with a smirk as he glanced over to his friend, causing him to quickly look back at this screen.
“Fuck you Ray, Christ you’re already kicking our ass.” Michael joked back as he re-spawned and began to hunt the Puerto Rican down.
The match went the same way for another 20 minutes, Ray murdered Michael and Michael hunted him down only to be shot again. By the end of it Ray was in the first, Jack was second then Ryan, Geoff, Gavin and finally Michael.
“Holy fuck dude, even Gavin beat you!” Geoff shouted out before bursting into laughter as the red head glared at him.
“Whatever, I was too busy getting murdered by Ray.”
“You were the one who kept trying to find me.” Ray laughed as his friend flashed an angry look at him.
After the recording was done and everyone was back to editing their own stuff Michael found himself always staring at Ray. He cursed to himself every time he was almost caught until finally Ray caught his eye. A questioning look crossed the brunette’s face which made Michael turn red slightly before making a face and turning back to his screen. Ray laughed softly before he also returned to his editing.
The rest of the day went by fairly quickly and even after he was caught Michael couldn’t help but keep glancing at his friend. He felt a flutter in his stomach every time Ray smiled or laughed at whatever was on his screen. Finally Geoff called it quits for the day and everyone began to pack up their stuff and head home. Ray and Michael were the last ones left in the office and once their stuff was packed Ray turned to Michael.
“What’s up with you today dude?” He asked.
“Nothing, why?”
“You are never this bad at games plus you kept making stupid faces at me.”
“Off day I guess.” With that Michael hurried out of the room, leaving Ray to stand there in confusion.
Once he got back to his apartment he began to pace the floor. He was pretty sure he was straight but the last couple of days he felt something every time he looked at Ray.
“There is no way I'm gay, right?” He asked to no one.
Michael kept repeating that over and over in his head until he found his mind only being filled with images of Ray. All the times that the brunette laughed or smiled, when he smirked or made stupid jokes that made Michael’s heart skip a beat. The last few days in the office something had changed inside of him that was making him look at the Puerto Rican in a whole different way.
“Fuck Michael Jones you are gay for your best friend.”
Michael spent three hours sitting on his couch talking himself in and out of this idea of liking Ray more then a friend. Finally at 1 AM he let out a sigh and fell back against the back of the couch. He couldn't fight it any more, every part of his body wanted Ray. He wanted to touch Ray, be near him, hold him, kiss him; he wanted him to be all his.
“I need to tell him…I don’t think he is gay but he at least needs to know.” Michael said as he laid down on the couch and flashed up Netflix.
So it was decided as his eyes began to droop that he would tell Ray within the week. He wasn't going to make a promise that it would be tomorrow but he had four days to find the courage to tell his friend about his new found feelings.
“Michael Jones, you are a crazy fucker.” He thought to himself as he fell asleep.