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Brewer sat in his room with his slightly taller friend splayed over his lap.
This was the usual for them, Dior sitting on his lap while the two ate the trendy mortal food.
Right now it was some sort of red soup.
Occasionally, they would talk about their dads, the vaguely attractive mortals on earth, their powers, but currently, it was just quiet.
Dior had felt the vibe of Brewer shift entirely when he sat on his lap that afternoon.
It had been so suspiciously quiet, Dior had to break the silence before he left.
"Brew, what's up?"
At that, the boy underneath lowered the clay bowl slightly, but refused to respond.
Dior jammed his fork right side up into Brewer's thigh, making him yelp in pain,
"Okay! Ugh, it's just- embarrassing to say-"
"Oh please, we're friends, whatever we say stays between us, now tell me whats wrong."
Brewer turned away, hesitantly beginning to speak again.
"I don't think- I think- I might be- might like boys-"
Dior nodded then tilted his head, puppy like.
"Might be? Or you are?"
Brewer shrugged, looking at the ground.
"You want me to help you find out?"
Brewer immediately flushed a hot pink.
"Dior! What!?"
The other boy quickly shook his head,
"don't get any ideas, I hate you honestly but I don't mind helping. You in or not?"
Brewer sighed, cooling down and thinking about the situation before him.
The two have kissed before, but they were never sober enough to think about the feelings attached. Not like there was any, in the first place.
"Alright. But a real kiss, not like when we're drunk."
Dior rolled his eyes in amusement then positioned himself so he was facing Brewer.
Brewer stared at him, looking between their eyes and mouth. Dior decided to tease him, just because he's the bestest of all friends.
"You do know how to kiss, right?"
"Shut up-"
Brewer pulled Dior close by his chin, finally closing the gap between them.
The kiss was short and sweet, yet it was long enough for Brewer to realize that he liked kissing boys.
It gave him a bubbly feeling in his chest, he didn't end up catching feelings for Dior which was expected, but it did leave a dent in the friendship department for them.
They weren't exactly as close as they were before this situation, neither of the two knew why.
It was an unfortunate turn of events.
They had lost complete contact when Brewer had left Korso.
The situation wasn't all bad however. Centuries after this, Brewer now has a boyfriend. An amazing, cute, sweet boyfriend.
If there is any chance at all, the two would meet again. Recruit, become friends again, and return to normal.
For now, one won't acknowledge the other's existence and the other will remain with little to no memory of him.
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