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Bennett and Freminet had grown close these past few months. Sure, they didn't have much in common, but it was more in a balanced way than any kind of rivalry. Freminet calms Bennett, Bennett gives Freminet courage, it seemed to be the perfect friendship. Although, Bennett can't let anything be.
Bennett hadn't felt this way for anyone. Well he didn't *know* what it was he was feeling. All he knew was that when his friend smiled, he would feel weak in the knees. But it doesn't feel right. Freminet may not be the most masculine guy, but he's still a guy. It wasn't right.
So now Bennett is sitting in Freminets room as he tinkers with his latest prototype. Its been silent for the past hour. Bennett had been looking at his friend for the past hour without talking. Those blue eyes did something to him.
Freminet swiveled around his chair so he was face to face with Bennett, "Are you... okay? You're rarely this quiet."
Bennett nearly jumped off of Freminets bed, he felt exposed. Almost like he was caught doing something bad, but worse.
"Y-Yeah! Don't even worry about me I'm just.. you know," Bennett proceedto gesture something with his hands, unsure of what it meant.
"You look like you're thinking about something, could it be the math test? I can help you if you-"
"Would you like me if I was a girl?"
"What?"
Bennett curled himself into a ball, a ball of deep and unforgiving shame. This moment would possibly (more likely than not) haunt him for life. Freminet looked puzzled. He had widened his eyes as if it'd help him comprehend what he had just heard.
"Well, um, you know how many couples there are at school? Haha... I was just wondering if- Nevermind, this didn't happen," Bennett was going to ask if they would be one, chances are things would only be worse if he had said that.
"No, I want to talk about it. What makes you ask this?"
He panicked. There was no way he could get out of this one.
"Do you want my honest answer, Bennett?"
Bennett could only nod his head.
"No, probably not."
Bennett looked around the room as if he was hearing things. How could rejection hurt this bad, even if you don't (think you) like the person?
"Why wouldn't you like me?"
Freminet pondered his answerfor a minute. "Don't get me wrong, I'm sure you would be very pretty it's just that I.. I, um..." Freminet hid his face in his turtleneck as he mumbled the last portion.
"I-I'm sorry, Fremi, I can't hear you."
"I'm gay, Bennett. Well, I'm fairly sure I am, I think..."
"Oh! I, uh, didn't know that, sorry for asking then," Bennett said as if he were defeated.
"I'm not done, Bennett. Don't act like I'm blind or something, I've noticed the way you've been... acting lately,"
How had Bennett been acting? All he could hope was that Freminet wasn't mad at him. That's the last thing he would want.
"-and I like you too. I-I haven't felt like this for anyone before but, I don't know, sometimes I just freeze up and-"
Freminet was on one of his stressed rambles. All that Bennett could think of were those 3 words, *I like you*. They echoed throughhis mind like a melody he'd miss for a lifetime.
All Bennett did was run up to Freminet and give him a hug. Another silence he wished to keep forever.