hazel's pov
"do you have any type of kinks." i asked with no shame at all.
he stopped walking and looked at me seriously.
"seriously? we just passed the church, doofus."
"just answer me."
"of course not. i'm not a kinky boy, i'm more of a nerdy boy."
"can you atleast rant about your life for once?"
"what will i even rant about? nothing interesting is sprouting in my useless pot of life."
"what do you think of gay people?"
"i just see them equally as straight people. it's not my place to judge their sexuality but all in all i love them."
"yeah because destiel is life."
"are we seriously going to talk about supernatural for another hour?"
"uh yeah, if you want we can talk about joshler instead."
"for fuck sake, slow down with the gayships."
"i can't."
"well let's head to church."
"i can't."
"why?"
"because i'm so sinful that if i might step inside the church, satan might show up and say it's my time."
"you're so weird."
"yeah, but you love me."
"surprisingly yes."
