["You don't even have to tell me if you're really that uncomfortable", that almost makes him change his mind. He's close to telling her to forget about it, but he catches himself instead. This is something he has to do, he knows that. No chickening out.]
I worry because a lot of people, at least in my world, don't approve of, well, me because of it. I lived most of my life thinking I was wrong because of it.
[He just needs to spit it out, rip it off like a bandaide.]
[He swipes at his eyes before moving to scoop a spoonful of sugar into his tea.
The question makes him blush, a silly little smile forming.]
My boyfriend. I think at least, we never got around to talking if we were or not before I came here but we did go on a few dates. And I... I like him a lot.
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I worry because a lot of people, at least in my world, don't approve of, well, me because of it. I lived most of my life thinking I was wrong because of it.
[He just needs to spit it out, rip it off like a bandaide.]
I'm gay.
[And he braces himself, fearing the worst.]
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[She puts down the teacup for a moment, looking Afonso carefully in the eye.]
Well, that's certainly good to know. Thank you for telling me. Now, did you want any sugar?
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She didn't care. Of course she didn't care.]
Yes, please.
[He has to laugh, his voice catching. Ignore that please.]
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So, not to pry, but this would make Rhyleigh...?
[She trails off, giving him an expectant look as she sips her tea.]
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The question makes him blush, a silly little smile forming.]
My boyfriend. I think at least, we never got around to talking if we were or not before I came here but we did go on a few dates. And I... I like him a lot.
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Somehow I kind of figured. No one talks about a boy who isn't family so much unless they really like them.
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[Watch him go beet red.]
I-I mean, um, I'm sure I talk about Remmy just as much as Rhyleigh.
[Was he that obvious?]
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Well, you do certainly talk about Remmy. As much as Rhyleigh though...?
[She trails off pointedly.]
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I do not talk about him that much!
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[She matches his smile, trying to stifle a laugh.]
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Can you see how red his face is?]