Scott sat on the couch trying to focus on the poker game unfolding in front of him. He was staring at the door when a poker chip hit him in the face; he turned to see Luke’s emerald eyes glaring at him. “Your go poofter, been talking to you for the past five minutes!” “Sorry” Scott mumbled quietly, “just thinking about something” “Fantasising about Isaac huh?” he sneered. Scott had had enough of the harassment, it hadn’t let up all day. He stood up fast; knocking the drinks on the table all over the poker set “Fuck you!” The retort wasn’t just aimed at Luke, Scott was sick of them all looking at him like he was disgusting, he wanted Isaac, but maybe he wasn’t worth all the hassle. Felix had been sat on the floor, a bottle of beer had landed on his knee and soaked through his jeans onto his boxers, “fuck sake Scott, I’m piss wet through! And you’ve ruined my new poker set” Scott took a deep breath and walked out the room, Felix was the only one he could normally hold a conversation with and he didn’t want to snap at him. He dropped down onto the stairs, put his head in his hands and fought off the tears. The game had been a disaster. Isaac had refused eye contact with him all the way through, and after several jokes and remarks had stormed outside. Scott looked at the front door and decided to way, he needed to apologise and clear everything up, get everything back to normal. It was torrential outside. Isaac had been out there for nearly half an hour; surely he’d be coming back soon.

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Isaac felt like his entire bed was shaking, he slowly opened his eyes, feeling disoriented, he patted down the side of his bed and finally found what he was looking for. His mobile was vibrating aggressively. He flicked the phone open then instantly regretted it; he hadn’t checked who the caller was first. “Hello?” he answered gruffly, morning was never a good time for him, especially after a night on the town. “You kissed Scott?!” Isaac closed his eyes and sighed. He loved Sophie too bits, but she knew how to complicate things. “No, I think you’ll find he kissed me.