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Eric Bittle ([personal profile] puckandpie) wrote 2015-11-25 02:37 am (UTC)

There's a slight jolt in his muscles when he glances over at me and I instinctively grip his hand a little tighter, just in case. He's fine though, still gliding along right beside me.

I'm holding hands in an ice rink with a cute boy who just agreed to go on a date with me. I need one of those internal screaming gifs to properly describe how I'm feeling in this exact moment. Goodness.

"Saturday sounds perfect," I agree, my smile only faltering a little at his question. It's honestly not something I've discussed with anyone, not even Shitty. As great as he'd been about me coming out to him, it was just one of those things we never really talked about afterward. I'm not sure why; I don't think my sexuality ever really bothered him. We just had other things to talk about, I guess.

I feel my face flush again, laughing again as I squeeze his hand. "Just guys, yeah. Blokes. I, uhm. I tried to have a girlfriend once. I even kissed her. But it only lasted about three weeks and I felt weird the whole time. What, uh... what about you? Has it only been Agatha?"

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