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GifSet Nick Robinson. (1)
gideon was still reasonably shaken by the appearance of eddy, his sister’s ( attractive ) boyfriend whom had never particularly granted him the time of day before that moment and yet suddenly seemed to care about his secret struggles, albeit discovering him in the midst of trying on some revealing clothing of hers. they were sitting on his sister’s bed, gideon covering himself with a pillow to be respectable in the other’s presence, when the topic of his sexuality was approached. needless to say, he was stunned by the amount of care that seemed to be in eddy’s tone, despite the lewd action to replace the apparently unspeakable word.
❝ you mean… gay? yeah, i am. ❞
Eddy couldn’t help himself and peeked from times to times, as discreetly as he could, to the flesh he could see despite most of the pillow covering Gideon’s body. He looked strangely good wearing her panties and Eddy couldn’t help but wonder if he would have tried on her bra too hadn’t he walked in so quick. A chuckle followed the other’s words, when he said the word Eddy couldn’t bring himself to say. “Yeah.” He looked a little surprised hearing him confirm it. His eyes traveled back to the glimpses of skin and lace he could see and Eddy let go of a few words. “You don’t... You don’t look like a sissy in those." he didn’t mean any harm by it. “I mean-- That’s not what I meant. Sorry.” he struggled a little with his words and took a deep breath.
“You look good is what I meant.”
“So, um. How often have you been trying on her shit? Seems a little spicy to me you’d be so into floral and lace patterns. Are you... Y’know...” Eddy clenched a fist and mimed the gesture of sucking a dick. “That. Are you it?” There was no hatred, no anger, nor prejudice. Just sheer curiosity. Even a little kindess to his voice, as if he was promising he wouldn't tell on Gideon.
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