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INT. BACKSTAGE - NIGHT
Conner and Owen are seen walking side by side down the hallway. The arena is empty and it is just the two of them.
OWEN
(awkward smiling)
So… Style Boyz. I can’t believe we just performed on stage together for the first time in like, years. Well technically second after the Poppies.
CONNER
(awkward)
Yeah, it was great. I’m glad we did that.
There’s a beat.
CONNER/OWEN
(talking overlaps)
Owen, I-/Conner, I just-
OWEN
Sorry, you finish.
CONNER
No, it’s fine, you go.
OWEN
No- just finish what you were gonna say, Con.
Conner pauses for a moment and stops walking. Owen stops walking too.
CONNER
I was just gonna say you did great up there. For a second time in like, a decade, you like- you shined, man! That shit’s hard to do after a long break like that.
Owen chuckles.
OWEN
(blushing)
Thanks, man. I mean, you did incredible up there too.
CONNER
Lawrence was pretty good.
OWEN
He was!
They continue walking.
OWEN
So, that girl Lawrence was making out with, it must’ve felt great to have somebody like, spontaneously start kissing you out of nowhere. Like, it’s kinda romantic and shit.
CONNER
(jealous)
What, did you want a girl to kiss you afterwards?
OWEN
(nervous)
No- I mean, I was just thinking about it…
Another beat.
OWEN (CONT’D)
It’s stupid but like- for some reason I thought after today's show, maybe somebody would be waiting for me. (mumbling) Maybe somebody I know…
CONNER
What?
OWEN
(frantic)
Um, I said maybe somebody I know. Like uh- Paula.
Conner shakes his head in disagreement.
CONNER
Nah, man. Paula’s gay she wouldn’t like you- trust me, I know.
Owen raises an eyebrow at him. He shakes it off.
OWEN
I’m sure you have plenty of girls just waiting for you.
CONNER
What? What are you talking about right now?
OWEN
I’m not sure.
CONNER
Where are we going?
OWEN
Not sure.
Conner and Owen stop walking. They turn to each other, standing face to face.
CONNER
Why’re you mentioning girls? You want me to set you up or something? Cause’ you can just ask me, y’know. Instead of acting all weird.
OWEN
(awkwardly laughing)
Nah, man. I’m not looking for anything right now, I was just saying it’d be cool if someone just, like I dunno… were to kiss me right now…
CONNER
(confused)
Nobody’s here?
There’s a beat. It clicks into Conner’s head and Owen regrets what he just implied. Owen is embarrassed.
OWEN
(panicking)
I didn’t mean it like that- I meant, I- I just- fuck! I can’t talk, shit-
Conner cuts Owen off with a kiss. Owen is surprised. He kisses him back. It’s nice.
CONNER
(shy)
So, how was it?
OWEN
(wide eyed, dumbfounded)
It was- well it was a surprise.
CONNER
A good one?
OWEN
Yeah.
Conner and Owen are looking away from each other. They are both blushing.
OWEN (CONT’D)
Well, Lawrence’s kiss lasted a lot longer-
Conner grabs Owen’s face and kisses him again. They start making out.
CUT TO: INT. CONNER’S CHILDHOOD HOME - CONNER’S ROOM - NIGHT
Conner bursts through the door while kissing Owen, using his free hand to clasp onto Owen’s waist, and the other to shut the door behind them. Conner pulls away.
CONNER
Fuck, I can’t see shit.
Conner blindly tries to find the light switch without letting go of Owen, finally switching it on after a countless amount of tries.
CONNER
(mumbling)
Finally.
Owen smiles and wraps his arms around Conner’s neck, continuing their kiss. Conner pushes Owen onto his bed. Owen is on his back and Conner is on top of him.
CONNER
(grinning)
Don’t worry, I’ve been pegged before, I know how she did it.
OWEN
(confused)
What…??
Conner kisses him again.
CUT TO: INT. CONNER’S CHILDHOOD HOME - CONNER’S ROOM - MIDNIGHT
Conner and Owen are laying naked in bed beside each other, the blankets covering them from the waist down. Both are breathing heavily with wide eyes.
OWEN
(surprised)
So, insults do it for you. Huh.
CONNER
Yeah.
Owen takes off his glasses.
OWEN
(shy)
Sorry if I was too much.
CONNER
No- you were perfect. I mean, some of it hurt my feelings but it was really hot.
OWEN
(smiling)
Thanks. I meant some of it.
CONNER
(laughing)
Oh, come on, man. I’m tired right now, I can't do another round!
OWEN
(muttering to himself)
Well I’m being serious…
CONNER
Hey, why’d you take those off?
OWEN
Hm? My glasses?
CONNER
Yeah.
Owen raises an eyebrow. He glances at his frames.
OWEN
Oh. I mean, I don’t know. I forgot to take them off before we… y’know.
Conner leans in and kisses Owen for a brief moment.
CONNER
You should wear them more often.
OWEN
(blushing)
Is that another thing?
CONNER
(smirking)
Fuck yeah. You look hella smart, it’s like, hot and shit.
Owen grins. Conner rests his head on Owen’s chest.
CONNER (CONT’D)
Wait, am I gay?
OWEN
Oh. Well, you’re not straight. Unless you’re just experimenting- Which I’m totally fine with.
Conner pauses for a moment. Owen overthinks it.
OWEN (CONT’D)
(frantic)
Did it mean anything to you? Cause’ if it didn’t it’s totally okay. (lying) It’s not like I’m in love with you or anything, so-
CONNER
No- it did. It did mean something to me.
Conner cups Owen’s cheek, Owen leans into it.
OWEN
Y’know, you could be bi.
CONNER
Like Sponge?
OWEN
Yeah, sure?
CONNER
Oh. Huh. Is that the shit where you like girls and dudes?
OWEN
I mean- there’s more to it, but basically.
CONNER Huh. Well, that doesn’t really seem to fit me because I don’t like dudes.
OWEN
(fake happy)
Well, that’s great! You experimented, had a good time, at least I hope you did, and now you know you’re definitely only into girls. Yeah, I’m happy for you.
CONNER
What? That’s not what I got out of it. I’m definitely into you, like, 1000%. Like I’ve known for a while, I guess I’ve just… I dunno, hid it?
OWEN
(surprised)
Really?
CONNER
Yeah. I love you.
Owen smiles, reaching for Conner’s hand. Owen fully processes Conner’s confession.
OWEN
(shocked)
What?!
CONNER
(oblivious)
What?
OWEN
You love me?
CONNER
(embarrassed)
Whattttt no… I meant like, in the normal way. Unless you mean it in the way you’re thinking, but I don’t even know what you thought I meant about that-
OWEN
I love you too.
CONNER
In the way I said it, or the way you thought-
Owen kisses Conner.
CUT TO BLACK.