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Ethan and Lucas had been inseparable since childhood. They met in second grade when Ethan, the new kid, tripped over his shoelaces and spilled his lunch all over Lucas. Instead of getting mad, Lucas had laughed and helped him clean up. From that moment on, they were best friends.

Through middle school and high school, they did everything together—late-night video game marathons, family vacations, and cheering each other on from the sidelines of soccer games. Lucas was the loud, confident one, while Ethan was the quiet dreamer. They balanced each other perfectly.

But somewhere between late-night talks and inside jokes, Ethan realized his feelings for Lucas had changed. It wasn’t just admiration anymore; it was longing. The way Lucas smiled, the way he always ruffled Ethan’s hair, the way he looked at him like he was the most important person in the world—it made Ethan’s heart race.

He tried to push it away. Lucas was straight—or at least, Ethan thought he was. Bringing it up could ruin everything. So he buried his feelings, convincing himself that being best friends was enough.

Then, senior year happened.

One night, after their last soccer game, they lay on the hood of Lucas’s car, staring at the stars. The air was crisp, the world quiet. Lucas turned to Ethan, his voice soft.

"There's something I need to tell you," he said, fingers fidgeting against the metal.

Ethan’s heart pounded. "Yeah?"

Lucas hesitated. "I think... I think I might like guys. I mean, I know I do. And there's this guy I've had feelings for forever, but I'm scared."

Ethan swallowed hard. "Why scared?"

Lucas sighed. "Because he's my best friend. And if he doesn't feel the same, I don't know what I'd do."

The world seemed to tilt. Ethan could barely breathe. "Lucas..." He sat up, his pulse roaring in his ears. "Are you saying—"

Lucas nodded, his expression vulnerable. "Yeah. I’m saying it’s you, Ethan. It’s always been you."

Ethan let out a breathless laugh, disbelief and relief washing over him. "You idiot," he whispered, his throat tight with emotion. "I've been in love with you for years."

Lucas blinked, then grinned. "Well, that makes things easier."

Before Ethan could respond, Lucas leaned in, hesitating for only a second before their lips met. It was soft, unsure, but it was perfect. The kind of kiss that felt like coming home.

From that night on, everything changed—but in the best way possible. They were still best friends, but now, they were something more. More than words, more than secrets—just them, finally together.

 

 

 

  

 

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