Distant Love – Part 6.5 – Let’s think for a moment here

I came back from the bathroom and fell on the bed between both Alex and Mark, I actually had no idea I’d end up remembering my first boy crush…anyway…I had to continue the story….


“Let’s skip sometime….” I said.

“Why that!? What happened in the morning?” Alex asked.

“Nothing that important….we woke up, talked about the night, had breakfast…I stayed for lunch and then I went home…” I said.

“Boooring..” Alex said.

“Why do you think I’m skipping time?” I asked looking at him.

“Alright…continue..” he said…Mark was probably half asleep….no matter…I’d continue talking anyway…I know how to be mean sometimes…

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-6 months later-

We continued doing those stuff, of course…after all that time we grew up and everything, not to mention we started working out togheter and I started to take on Kendo lessons downtown, occasionally he’d show up, either to “pick me up” or only to watch me fighting.

I’d say we got incredibly closer, at the point we could hit eachother in the balls in public and laugh at it, we looked like a couple of weirdos as some girls put it, Lucas’ main sentence when he heard that? “I don’t give a damn! This guy is my bro!”, embarassing….but funny…some also started to think that we were dating or something…and I actually didn’t know….ok…we were brothers but, brothers don’t do all the stuff we do…at least that’s what I thought…I didn’t know if we were dating or if we only…did stuff…not that I didn’t like doing stuff with him…I loved it, I was almost sure that I loved him…that made me remember one paticular moment when we were changing togheter…in his room in one of the many sleepovers he invited me to.


“You know…” Lucas said. “There are only two things I think that are girly about you…” he continued…

“Continue..” I said with narrow look.

“Your waist, you have girly curves” he said pointing at my waist.

“My waist!? What the heck man! It’s not that different from yours…” I said.

“Second thing are your feelings…” he said.

“My feelings?” I asked.

“Ever since I knew you, I got to save you from provocations and all sorts of stuff man…you seem to get hurt everytime someone says something about you…” he explained in a matter of fact way…he was actually right…I knew I was like that…

“You shouldn’t care about what people say…I mean look at me! I’m as slim as you and I’m not that attractive neither but I pass by with what I have” he said pointing at his eyes.

“Your luck you have pretty eyes….I got nothing…” I said actually disappointed.

“What do you mean you got nothing? You know how to use a sword, you speak english fairly well to be the best in class in this subject, you are cool and look at yourself, look! Look!” he said getting near.

“What about me?” I asked.

“Wow man…hang on…” he said lifting my sleeves and oressing my arms. “Are these your biceps growing? Huh? Huh? Wow man….you gotta feel yourself sometimes…” he said. That actually made me feel better with myself, he knew how to do that…

“Hey!