Jett's POV
"If he isn't over it, come stay at my dorm for the night since you are lending yours out."
I am trying to figure out why that simple sentence has pissed me off. I know P'Tutah is the kindest in his set of friends. He would give you the shirt off his back, so him offering to put Kong up for the night since his boyfriend is pissed at him is not out of character. But when he said those words, I wanted to kill my friend.
Every time I saw Kong today, I got mad all over again. When we walked into the meeting, I saw that Kong's boyfriend had intentionally sat between his friends. Which clearly meant he was still mad at Kong. Now the meeting is finished, and I have no clue what was discussed. I am about to get up when I hear P'Tutah.
"Come on, N'Kongpop. Let's go," P'Tutah tells Kong as he stands up. I look at Kong mentally, daring him to go with P'Tutah.
"Coming," Kong agrees after he looks over at P'Arthit as he stands up.
"What the fvck!" I shout along with P'Arthit. I glare at P'Arthit, waiting for him to stop Kong from leaving, but he only looks back down at the table. You son of a bitch, you are going to let Kong leave with P'Tutah? Man the fvck up and stop your boyfriend from taking mi... My brain stutters to a stop at the thought that was passing through it.
I hear and feel a chair being shoved in before I hear Kong tell P'Tutah, "Let's go."
Everyone is watching me when I stand up, but I don't care. My mind is still stuck on one word. Stalking out of the room, I begin looking for those two. I find P'Tutah laughing with P'Dear going down the stairs, and I am about to act on my murderous thoughts when I watch P'Tutah laugh as he ruffles Kong's hair.
Catching up with them, and I grab P'Tutah's hand from the top of Kong's head and barely keep myself from punching my friend before I walk off, taking P'Tutah with me.
P'Tutah is tugging on his hand, but I refuse to let it go as I storm down the halls.
"N'Jett!" P'Tutah yells at me, "What the hell are you doing? Let go of my hand!"
Stopping, I turn and look at P'Tutah, who seems put out with me. Letting his hand go, I run my hands through my hair. What did I think I was doing? How could I treat him like that? He looks at me and lets out a sigh before he steps toward me.
"What's the matter, N'Jett?" He asks quietly. I look at him, and I feel small, seeing the concern on his face after what I just did.
"Mine," I breathe out.
"Huh?" P'Tutah says as he tilts his head in question. Why didn't I see this before? Why was I so fvcking blind?
"Mine," I repeat.
"Mine?" He repeats questioningly. "Use your words, N'Jett. I don't know what that means."
"When you asked for Ai'Kong to go with you, I was mentally screaming at P'Arthit," I grumble.
"I know he is such a baby sometimes," P'Tutah laughs, "N'Kongpop has his hands full with..."
"That is not it," I stop P'Tutah. "I was wanting him to stop his boyfriend from taking...." I trail off and look at the floor.
"Taking what?" P'Tutah prods. Geez, I just mentally scolded P'Arthit for not finding courage guess I should too.
"Taking my boyfriend," I mumble.
"Your boyfriend?" P'Tutah says as he takes a step back from me.
"I was thinking for him to stop his boyfriend from taking mine," I sigh.
"Boyfriend? You like me?" P'Tutah asks with a note of disbelief in his voice. I nod, looking at the floor, afraid to see his reaction to my confession. "Me?" I nod again. I notice he shifts on his feet.
"I am not gorgeous like my friends or yours," P'Tutah starts, "I am just me."
"I like just you," I reply, looking up at him. "Besides, you always say you are fabulous, and to me, you are."
P'Tutah looks shocked by my sudden confession. He is just blinking at me. What was I thinking? He is going to hate me.
"I know you don't want a serious relationship. I am sorry. I hope this doesn't make things awkward between us. Just forget, I said anything." I tell him. I have messed everything up. How can I expect him to forget this and treat me normally? I ruined us. I start to walk away.
"Who said you could drop that bombshell and just fvcking walk away after asking me to forget it?" P'Tutah barks. "Do you really want me to forget that you like me? Does it mean that little to you?"
"That is not what I meant," I shout, "I am afraid I will lose you altogether since I now made things awkward. You will feel weird knowing I like you when you don't like me that way. That is all I meant." I inwardly groan as I stare at the floor again. Why did I ruin our friendship?
"Who said I didn't like you that way?" P'Tutah demands. "Did you ask me?"
My head snaps up, and I gape at him. Does he like me? I open and close my mouth several times, trying to form words, but my brain has glitched and keeps replaying his words. I watch as a grin creeps onto his face, and he steps forward, closing my mouth.
"You will catch flies," he laughingly mutters. "You never asked me. Yes, I liked not to be serious with people in the past, but you changed that, it seems."
"I changed that?" I ask wonderingly. Does that mean he would date me?
"Have you seen me go out with anyone since you have been around?" P'Tutah asks.
"I don't know what you do when we are not together," I say with a pout.
P'Tutah laughs, "When are we NOT together?"
"I thought you were just making sure nobody bothers Ai'Oak and me," I reason.
"How many times does the geek ditch us?" P'Tutah asks, "He runs away to play a game or whatever he does the first chance he gets. It is normally just you and me. Even Ai'Bright has been pouting about that lately, saying I don't spend enough time with him. When he did that, I realized he was right. He and I have been stuck together since first year until you came along. I need to make time for my friend and you."
"Me?" I ask.
"I like you too, idiot!" P'Tutah grins, "I just didn't want to hope, so I just enjoyed being friends with you."
"I don't want to be your friend," I say quickly, "I want to be your boyfriend. So will you be my boyfriend?"
"Yes, I will be your boyfriend," P'Tutah smiles, "I would like that."
I go to hug him and try putting my arms one way before I begin chewing on my lip and try the other direction. P'Tutah frowns at me.
"It's a hug, N'Jett," he sighs, "Not rocket science." I stand there frowning as I scratch the back of my head.
"I haven't...," I groan, "I never have..." I growl.
"You never have what?" P'Tutah asks, "Oh. Oh. Oh! Really?" Can the earth swallow me up now? I shake my head, no.
"But you confessed to that guy...," P'Tutah begins.
"And transferred out the next week because I was harassed relentlessly," I finish for him. "I never told anyone I liked them after that, so..." Why am I such a virgin?
"So, I will be your first everything?" P'Tutah questions and I nod my head. I feel his fingers on my chin as he tilts my face up to look at him. "I like that." He leans up to give me a quick kiss. He steps back, and I pull him into a hug. I laugh when he squeaks.
"Mine," I hum into his ear.
Tutah's POV
Walking up to my dorm, I see Bright leaning against my door. When he sees me, he grins.
"Why are you here?" I smile at him, and he holds up a bag in answer.
"I wanted a drink with my friend," he adds as he stands up. "So here I am."
"Come on in," I laugh, "I am sure there is more to it than that."
"Probably so," Bright snorts as he follows me in. He tosses me a beer when I sit down on my bed as he leans against my desk. He looks about my room. "It has been a while since I have been here."
"Sorry about that," I nod. "I have sucked as a friend lately." He waves away my apology.
"Did your nong find you?" Bright asks. "When he left from the meeting, he was upset."
I look at Bright and give him a look. He knows what he wants to ask, so why is he going the long way around? Just ask already.
"Why don't you just ask the question you are dying to ask?" I goad.
Bright giggles as he comes and sits cross-legged beside me on my bed. He makes me turn to face him. Geez, he can be such a fangirl sometimes.
"Spill!" Bright chortles. "Did he finally ask you to be his boyfriend? Did you agree, or were you an idiot and did the whole lone wolf shit? Did you kiss? Did you... you know?" I place my hand over his mouth, laughing.
"Control your inner fangirl, bitch," I laugh. "Yes, he asked me, and I accepted. I only gave him a peck, and he hugged me. Happy?"
"Why are all my friends so fvcking tame? I never get any juicy gossip," fangirl Bright pouts. "Why didn't you at least make out?"
"Because he is a bigger virgin than our two," I inform him and laugh as his mouth drops open.
"I didn't know that was possible," Bright gasps. "I couldn't imagine one could exist."
"Stop it," I punch my best friend. "The poor boy is a bigger ball of confusion than the little monster. Do you believe he confessed and then told me to forget it? Like I could fvcking forget that a hot boy confessed to me."
"Why the hell would he do that?" Bright asks before he holds out his can for a toast. "He really must be as bad as Ai'Arthit."
"Yep," I sigh. I can't remember the last time I had dated someone with no experience. High school? Middle School? Hmmm?
"Hey," Bright asks, "How is this going to work? I mean, you are...." he trails off, looking at me. "You are, aren't you?"
"What the hell are you asking, Ai'Bright? I am what?" I glare at my friend and hope that he is not asking what I think he is asking.
"I mean, I never really asked you," Bright scratches the back of his neck, "I mean, I always assumed you were. So I didn't." He ends with a shrug.
"You do realize, idiot," I snark, "You said all that and still didn't answer my fvcking question!"
"Bottom," Bright yells, "You are a fvcking bottom."
"Fvcking bottom is an oxymoron, moron," I laugh as Bright grabs my pillow and smacks me with it. "Well, it is! Stop!" He hits me one last time and sticks out his tongue at me.
"You fvcking know I what mean, asshole," Bright chuckles. "Hey, if he is a virgin, how do we know you are not both bottoms? That is going to be awkward."
I would ask why I am talking about my sex life with this idiot, but I know why. He is my idiot.
"Do you really think that he would bottom?" I ask my friend as I go over and get another beer. I bring one back for Bright. "He has top written all over him."
"Really," Bright hums, "What about Ai'Knott?"
"Definitely top," I grin.
"Ai'Prem?" he asks, raising an eyebrow.
"I would say top," I say thoughtfully, "But he is with N'Wad. So it is hard to call."
"I think they will flip," Bright says as he makes himself comfortable against my headboard.
"I could see that," I nod, joining him against the headboard.
"Ai'Arthit?" Bright asks with a grin.
"Bottom," I answer with a laugh. "He could top, but against N'Kongpop, I doubt that would happen."
"N'Aim?" Bright chuckles.
"You seriously didn't just ask me who would bottom or top in a straight couple?" I scoff. "Besides, we all know the answer to that question. N'Aim, but he will never win against N'May." Bright holds out his can for us to toast to that.
"What about me?" Bright smiles wickedly at me. He would flirt with a lamppost. I shove his face away from me.
"Top," I chuckle. I look at him as he leans his head back against the headboard. "Speaking of that, when are you going to get a person? You need one."
"I don't know," Bright sighs as he rolls his head to look at me, "I should. Shouldn't I?" I nod.
"I miss this, friend," he says quietly. "I have missed you."
"Me, too," I sigh. "You are the one that disappeared. You know that, right?"
"How else was I going to get you to hook up with N'Jett," Bright smiles at me. "I knew he liked you the first time we met with him. So I gave him room, but since he grew a pair and asked you. I am back, and he has to deal with your bestie!"
"You didn't just use the word 'bestie'?" I laugh. "What are we, twelve?"
"Here is to besties," Bright says, holding his can out for a toast.
"Besties," I say.
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Just FYI I am back home for round two of Jury Duty. I don't know if I will get picked but if I do it is supposed to last five days. I will try to keep up with updates.