#pride drabbles

[diirty--chaii]

Samira Mohan is the best girlfriend you've ever had

there's just one problem....

Samira mewls underneath you, thrusting her cunt against your hand. You have her dress hiked up against over her hips. Your fingers have been teasing her clit through the fabric of her lace panties, kissing her neck.

Her leg wraps fall open for you, one leg wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer to her. You scrape your teeth along her neck, smirking against her skin when you pull and utterly desperate moan from her.

"C'mon, I'm ready," she whines, mouth agape and panting."

"Yeah?" you ask, a little breathless, "I'll make you cum and then you can get the strap?"

Samira freezes underneath you, "Why would I get-get it? Don't you have one."

You would think her shyness towards the word was endearing, if the meaning behind her words didn't have potentially catastrophic outcomes.

"Why would I have one? I thought you were gonna top?"

"Why would I top?" her brows furrow, "I thought that's why we were meeting here tonight? So you didn't have to bring it with you to the restaurant."

"I've never topped in my life?"

"You were just fingering me!"

"Yeah I wanted to get you off so you'd feel good and then fuck me through the mattress," your head falls back a groan.

The straps of her dress have fallen down her shoulders, exposing the deep bronze of her skin glining in the warm light of your bedroom. Her curls splay out around her face on the pillows, framing her slight pout. You can't resist, dipping your head down to nip at her bottom lip before kissing her again. She sighs contently against you.

"I still wanna have sex with you," you say, letting your forehead rest against hers, "If you still want me."

"Of course I do," she responds, tipping her head up to press her lips yto yours once more, "But what are we supposed to do now?"

"I didn't think you were so heteronormative, Samira."

Moments later you're both naked. Samira's legs are tangled together with yours, difficult to discern where her body ends and yours begins. You lean forward, hand braced on the headboard, as you move your hips forward, pussy sliding against Samiras. You shiver, pussy clenching as little shocks of pleasure roll through your body with every thrust.

Underneath you Samira gasps, "More."

"Gimme a second, baby," you reach between your bodies, pulling back the hood of her clit to expose her little bundle of nerves, "Feel better, pretty?"

Her response ia a moan, head thrown back in ectasy. You reach down, rolling her nipple between your fingers. She shudders, body convulsing underneath you as you conitinue you to slide your bodies together.

You lean down, coaxing her bottom lip from between her teeth so you can suck it into your mouth. The kiss is sloppy - if it can even really be called that. It devolves into you and Samira panting into each others open mouths while you rut against each other.

You never would have guessed that Samira was a screamer but her little shouts start to get louder. Ah, ah, ah punched out of her lunges with each thrust of your hips. You can feel her cunt throb against yours as she cums, spurring you on. It's not long before you follow, collapsing on top of her with shout.

Later, you're pressed up against Samira's back, kissing her shoulder. Your laptop is proped up on the pillow next to you as you two scroll through the various listings of dual sided dildos.

[npookie0]

Killer Pride

Happy Pride Month everyone!

For this occasion I decided to write a quick spend-pride-with-your-serial-killer drabble <3 Each love interest comes with their own sexuality/gender identity representation so here is the list (only Misaki and Ronin's gender identities are truly canon!) - Ronin -> transgender, bi rep <3 - Misaki -> nonbinary, pan rep! - V -> Asexual rep! - Angel -> Demisexual rep (i hc her as a lesbian or at least bi with fem pref but i wanted this reader to be g.n. so demi was the best choice because to me she's a demisexual lesbian)

Happy Pride and enjoy <3

Ronin

You two were getting ready to go out and take part in a Pride parade that was hosted in Elysium. You were very excited about this occasion, it was supposed to be the first pride you'd be taking part in with Ronin and not for work!

You put on the accessories you found and made with your flag's colours and looked at yourself in the mirror. You felt like your very own Pride star, with the accessories and make up and it felt great, you felt proud of yourself.

"You ready yet, darlin'?" You turned around when you heard Ronin's voice behind you and you gasped, then a giggle left your mouth. "Oh god! Are you trying to become a whole pride flag on your own?" You just looked at him in disbelief.

Ronin, still in his edgy-serial-killer-lord-of-the-night clothes had more colour than you've even seen him wear. Staring from the giant trans and bi flags being attached to his belt, going to all the hand made bracelets he was wearing on his wrists, most of these were probably going to end up as a hand out for all the kids who aren't able to be as open with their queerness as he is. Even his beanie managed to get a rainbow chain hanging from one of the horns. You would never admit it out loud but somehow he looked adorable like this and a tiny bit funny.

"What's so funny?" He raised an eyebrow with a cheeky smirk. "Y'know I'd go all out baby, don't act like you didn't." He ruffled your hair.

Angel

You expected your Pride month with Maria de la Rosa to be rather discrete and hidden, she had some LGBTQ+ friendly companies working with her in previous years, but now you're dating and you were expecting her to be cautious of showing of her queerness in front of her fans, worried of their opinions and comments.

But you couldn't be more positively wrong!

Your girlfriend decided to take you on a walk around the city so she could film a video for her channel about Elysium's ways of celebrating Pride and the traditions that she noticed over the years. The biggest shock for you was the fact that she was holding your hand, talking to you how she always did and even decided to keep the shot of you two kissing on camera.

"So, Maria, could you tell us more about the colours you're wearing today?" You asked, sitting next to her on a bench, Angel asked you to do a little interview with her about her queerness.

"I'm wearing the colours of the demisexual flag!" She answered with her signature sweet giggle.

You asked a few more questions and she even gave you an in-depth introduction to demisexuality. You looked the shine in her eyes, the excitement at the idea of educating her fans, especially the youngest of them, about the community she belongs to.

"I'm so proud of you!" You kissed Angel on the cheek and put the strawberry milkshake in front of her.

"Thank you sweetheart, without you it'd be duller and just way worse." She took your hand in hers. "Happy Pride, I love you."

Misaki :

"Misaki my wrist hurts." You groaned.

Your partner was using your arm as a mannequin for their bracelet, which meant that you had to hold out your arm so Misaki could make the jewellery on you.

"Aw, but think about all the gay kids who will wear these later, our wrist can be sacrificed for this!" They said half jokingly and you just scoffed, a beaming smile on your smile.

"Fine, fine, the baby gays are a fair cause here." You replied and looked over at your forearm that was covered by many colorful bracelets, most of them were rainbow and some other were in specific flag colours. Your wrists weren't the only ones full of queer jewellery, Misaki had some bracelets on their own, mostly ones in nonbinary and pansexual flags colours. You could see the passion in Misaki's eyes, how excited she was about making small trinkets for all the people of the community who maybe couldn't be as open as you two wish they could be.

"Do you think we have enough?" You asked when Misaki started to take some of the bracelets off of you. This was the fifth round of making them and Misaki slowly started to lose the beads with how many she used already.

They looked over at the pile and titled their head, thinking about your question. "It's enough," they paused, "for today at least! We have the whole month to go, babe! We'll make even more."

"I'll get you a real mannequin for this, because my wrists are dying."

"Sorry, sorry! i went a little overboard here." They chuckled.

"Pfft, you're lucky I love you, you silly cat." You kissed their cheek and stood up. "Come on now, we should go now if we want to catch a glimpse of any parades."

V :

"Do you really think you're fine with it?" You asked V who sat in the chair in front of you, you were holding an eyeshadow palette and brush in front of his face.

You and your boyfriend were supposed to go to a queer youth charity event, one that V was very eager to sponsor even before Pride month. Since this event was specifically hosted for Pride every guest was asked to represent their own sexuality or gender identity if they felt comfortable with it.

You suggested that you could give V a asexual themed make up and he agreed, yet you were worried that maybe he felt pressured to do so to make you happy.

V opened his eyes and nodded. "Yes, I told you that I'm happy with this, didn't I?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Well yes, but..."

"My love, I'm an adult, I know what I agreed to and I still want to do it." He reassured you with that gentle and slightly sweet smile of his.

"Alright, sorry I guess I'm just worried since I never was on a big event like that before." You smiled mischievously. "I hope you won't mind a bit of glitter then mr. Valentin, 'cause I'll make you shine." With the playful threat you started to apply make up on his eyes, starting with white as the base and going through gray to black and then on the other edge you added purple. You weren't kidding when you told him about adding glitter, you really did add a tiny bit of silver glitter over the eye shadow for a better effect.

"What do you think?" You asked, giving him the mirror.

"You did a great job, thank you." He stood up and kissed you sweetly. "Do you think that I should also have a flag with me? They're small, but I bought one for me and another for you." He said and pointed towards the flags that were displayed on the bed, you couldn't believe that you didn't see them before.

"Yeah, I don't see why not, we could have them tied to our bags or belts, that's how many people were them too."

Yay! Happy Pride everyone! I was supposed to post this yesterday but well!!!!

Stay safe, hydrated and be proud of who you are <3

I hope to write more pride related fic for each one of them later this month cause these are just quick drabbles for funnsiesss

Also if someone has the pride month calendar pls send it my way I saw 3 different ones on tik tok and I'm not sure which one to trust ;w;

Nate <3

[riotwritesthings]

Purple from the ace flag? Pwweease?

I'm happy with WinterIron. (✿◡‿◡)

Eggplant Purple

WinterIron, T - Humor

-

“Tones, your phone is going off,” Rhodey says, glancing between the device on the worktable and the half-disassembled War Machine armor.

“What?” Tony calls, his voice distorted and echoing from inside the depths of the armor’s chest.

“Your phone!” Rhodey repeats more loudly, “It's making noises at me!”

Tony leans out from around the armor, wiping at his forehead and smearing grease across it as he asks, “Can you check it for me? If I let go of this bolt before it’s fully tightened there’s a small chance it might go flying.”

“Very reassuring,” Rhodey says with a roll of his eyes, dropping the armful of tools that he’s been holding for Tony onto the table so he can scoop up Tony’s phone instead. “It’s from ‘SugarPants’, who I’m going to assume is Bucky-”

“You assume correctly,” comes Tony’s echoey reply.

“-And it's- Ugh, it's just a bunch of eggplant and exclamation point emojis. Why did you make me read this?”

“Eggplants?!” Tony demands excitedly and when his head pops out from behind the suit again there’s a wide grin on his face.

“Eggplants,” Rhodey confirms seriously, “and I had to see them with my own eyes.”

“I gotta go,” Tony says as he starts to free himself from the insides of the suit, “I have been waiting for this.”

“Ew,” Rhodey says with feeling, “why am I being forced to relay your weird lazy sexting? Seriously emojis? Isn’t he a hundred years old?” His frown deepens as Tony completely ignores him, dropping tools left and right and shaking his foot free from some wires tangled around it. “I feel like you’re not appreciating how traumatized I am,” Rhodey grumbles and then raises his voice a little as he tries to point out, “We’re in the middle of something here!”

“I’ll be right back!” Tony calls, waving one hand distractedly and not looking back as he heads for the elevator.

“You are the worst!” Rhodey calls in return, “And you forgot your phone!”

Tony just grins at him as the doors close between them.

Rhodey sighs, wishing he could be surprised, and when the phone chimes in his hand again he glances at the screen before he can stop himself.

“Oh great, now there are cucumbers too. And they’re partially sliced up, what the hell does that mean?!”

-

Tony spends the elevator ride impatiently bouncing on his heels and watching the numbers count up until he finally reaches the roof. He squeezes his way out as soon as the doors start to open, excitedly shouting, “Eggplants?!”

“Eggplants!” Bucky repeats happily, the brim of his dumb, adorable gardening hat flopping as he looks up from the garden bed that he’s crouched next to.

“I can’t believe that actually came in!” Tony says as he hurries over, winding his way between the raised beds that take up a good quarter of the compound’s roof.

“I told ya we wouldn’t let the bugs win,” Bucky says, leaning over to bump their shoulders together when Tony drops down beside him. “See, we got little eggplants just starting to come in, an’ either the cucumbers are comin’ in too, or the plant has a tumor, I’m not sure.”

Tony laughs, and then reaches over to swipe his thumb over a smear of dirt of Bucky’s cheek as he says, "You have dirt on your face, again."

"Well you have grease on your face, like always," Bucky returns with a grin, and then leans in to kiss him.

“So,” Tony says when they break apart, looking back at the plants nearly spilling out of the bed, “when do you think I can throw these in one of my shakes?”

“I told you, we’re cooking with them,” Bucky protests with a laugh, bumping their shoulders together again.

(this one goes out to my asexuals. and my gardeners. 🍆🥒)

[popcorn-plots]

“I found this with your flag on it, and it made me think of you.” Stephen looked up from his book to see Wong standing in front of him, holding out a small bag. “I thought it would be appropriate, given the, uh… celebrations.”

Stephen hummed. “Pride month.”

"Yes, that's what it is. Here, open it.” Wong handed the bag to Stephen.

Stephen closed his book and took the bag, opening it with shaking fingers. It was a shirt, Stephen figured. Black, and very soft. Stephen took it out, unfolded it, and had to fight desperately to hold back a laugh.

“What? It’s your flag, the uh… pansexual one. Pink, yellow, blue?”

Stephen had to wipe away tears. “Yes, but, Wong!”

“What? It’s just three women in your colors?” Wong paused for a second, thinking. “Is it one of your pop culture things again?”

Stephen could only nod. Wong groaned. A few minutes later, Stephen calmed down enough to look at Wong and grin. “I love the sentiment, Wong, and I appreciate your support, but…” Wong looked at Stephen until he continued. “This is a Schuyler Sisters shirt. From the musical Hamilton.”

Wong kept staring. “What, in the Vishanti's name, is a Hamilton.” He finally asked.

Stephen laughed. “We’re watching it tonight. Alexander Hamilton was a founding father. And, for the record,” Stephen leaned forward and pressed a quick kiss on Wong’s lips, “I really do appreciate your support.”

[ask-games-from-a-weird-girl]

PRIDEFUL DRABBLE PROMPTS

Let's go!

Can you open the door, please?

This is who I am.

You shouldn't hide who you are.

I shouldn't hide who I am.

I think i'm ready to come out now.

Back to the closet we go, then.

Take my hand.

Let's go out together.

Everyone should know.

Get used to it!

Rainbows all around us!

I'm gay.

I'm bi.

I'm pan.

I'm ace.

I'm a lesbian.

I'm poly.

I'm demi.

I'm queer.

I'm...

I don't like labels.

What's a sexuality?

I'm trans.

I'm nonbinary.

I'm genderfluid.

At least I think I am.

You see, there's not only sexual attractions.

On the romantic side, I am...

On the sexual side, I am...

Why should we come out?

I knew since an early age.

I didn't know until recently.

I'm too scared to come out!

It's okay to not know.

I love you so much.

Girls are so pretty!

Boys are so pretty!

Everyone is so pretty!

Everything feels so much more easy now!

I think he/she'll never change

What flag is that?

You wanna go to the parade?

We don't have to go to a parade to celebrate pride.

Why are straight people like this?

I should have known...

My first crush was...

I have something to tell you.

We have something to tell you.

This is not a surprise to me.

Let's get married!

And that's when I chose -name-

How could you tell?

That's the gayest thing I have ever heard.

Live your life with pride!

Back when I had my straight arc...

Thank you for telling me.

I'm sorry I made you feel like you couldn't tell me this.

She's my girlfriend.

He's my boyfriend.

I am still the same person as before.

Woah, I didn't expect that!

Oh.

It's pride month, isn't it?

Bi. I mean, bye!

Wow, I am a mess!

My gaydar went through the roof!

Wow!

I like girls!

I like boys!

So do I!

Gender is a concept.

I knew you were dating!

How cute!

Ok, here it goes...

Why are you hiding in here?

[bridgyrose]

Ruby comes out as aromantic and asexual and her team is supportive

Ruby practically squealed in delight as she rushed back into the dorm holding her small package. Sure, it had ended up costing her everything she made on her first couple missions, but since it was her final year at Beacon, she figured it was time to finally treat herself to something she’d been wanting for years. And by years, she totally didn't mean since Beacon started when she figured herself out. Ruby opened the box, pulling out two rings: one that was pure black and the other a black and green. A smile crept up onto her face as she laid back, holding the rings up and admiring them. “These came out perfect!”

“What has you so excited?” Weiss walked into the dorm, setting her things down and getting ready to study and relax. After a long week of classes, she was ready to blow off a bit of steam over the weekend. Although, Ruby's excitement had started to pique her interest. “I don't see any new weapons around.”

Ruby quickly put the rings onto her middle finger, jumping down from her bed. “Oh, I custom ordered a couple of rings and they finally came in.” She held out her hand, a grin coming on her face as she channeled her aura into them. The solid black ring lit up with small, purple etchings while the green and black one seemed to glow vibrantly. “It was worth every penny.”

Weiss still seemed a bit confused as she looked at the rings. “So… what exactly are they for?”

For a moment, Ruby paused a bit, trying to decide how she wanted to explain things. She knew Yang would have no problem accepting her, but Weiss and Blake… part of her didn't think they’d understand what it meant to be asexual and aromantic. “O-oh, well… they’re… you know… me.”

“They’re… you?”

“Yes. They’re special to me because… they show others like me, who I am.”

Weiss’s confusion still didn't fade as she looked between Ruby and the rings, trying to make sense of everything Ruby had just said. “I… don't think I understand.”

Ruby sighed and took a deep breath. “I’m asexual and aromantic. These rings… are to… you know… be able to show off who I am without going out of my way to say who I am.”

“...why didn't you just say it like that instead of being cryptic?”

“W-well… because I wasn't entirely sure how you’d take it…” Ruby rubbed the back of her head nervously as she sat down. “And truthfully, I’m worried that you’ll look at me differently.”

Weiss rolled her eyes and sat down to start studying, opening up her book. “Why would that matter? You’re my doltish partner. Nothing you do will change that. Besides, my sister is sorta like you.”

Ruby tilted her head slightly. “She is?”

Weiss nodded, pulling out a piece of paper to take notes. “Yeah. She’s never told me the specifics, but the person she’s dating… well, I’m actually not sure “dating” is the right term. The girl she’s with, they’re like friends… but… more. I don't fully understand it, but if it makes her happy, I don't see an issue with it.”

Ruby nodded slowly, looking down at the rings, smiling a bit. “So… you don't think I’m broken?”

Weiss sighed and turned around, keeping a deadpan expression on her face. “The only part of you that’s broken is the fact that you refuse to take notes and insist on doodling.”

“I focus better when I do that! And Professor Port’s class is boring.”

Weiss turned back to her book, starting to try to study again. “But anyway, at this point, I really don't care who you are just as long as you’re not trying to hurt anyone.”

Ruby smiled and quickly rushed up to Weiss, pulling her into a tight hug. “Thanks Weissy.”

Weiss shook her head and pressed into Ruby. “Dolt.”

Ruby pulled away, a smile still on her face. “I’m going to find Blake and Yang. Then I’ll study. Promise.”

Weiss nodded, waving Ruby off. “Don't take too long.” She smiled a bit as she saw a few petals float by, knowing Ruby had taken off with her semblance. She stopped studying for a moment, putting her hand to the neck of her blouse and pulling out a black ring on a chain. A small smile came across her face as she played with the ring, one she had gotten years ago for herself. “Maybe its time I quit hiding, too.”

[danytheestallion]

O.O someone writing gay stuff? My favorite thing! I have a few pair ideas.... Aelin & Yrene-I imagine Aelin being very protective of her and Yrene trying to rein in Aelin's destructive tendencies Chaol & Aedion- Military bois! And Nesryn & Aelin- Both very stubborn headed, but I can imagine them exploring a city's underground together

Aelin + Nesryn: Disgusting

“This is a terrible idea.”

“Your face is a terrible idea.”

Thwack!

“Ow!” Aelin Galathynius rubbed the back of her head, and although it was too dark to see much, she still sent a glare at her companion. Nesryn Faliq, on the other hand, ignored her friend and continued into the tunnels. The two rebel fighters ducked down, making sure not to hit their heads against the low ceilings of Adarlan’s sewage tunnels. They just needed to get far enough into one of the main tunnels before they could relax and figure out a plan.

The mission had been simple; meet with the rebel group and discuss a potential alliance. And it had gone well at first, really well. Aelin had done most of the talking, charming the socks off of the group leaders, whilst Nesryn had watched her back. But as they were making the final arrangements one of the members had made a less than savory comment towards the blonde assassin. She had brushed it off, used to these types of comments by now, but Nesryn didn’t. 

“Apologise.” her voice had grown dark, changing the mood of the room from light and cheery to silent and drowning in tension. When the man not only refused to apologise, but also laughed in her face, Nesryn’s reaction was a simple one. She punched him in the face. Swords were drawn, shouts were heard, tensions were high. Aelin did her best to calm the situation but this really wasn’t her strong suit. And then the man had to start hurling insults at Nesryn. Aelin made good use of her training as an assassin and punched him with her left hand, making sure he had a bruise on each side of his face, one to match the one her partner had given him. Aelin and Nesryn then started booking it out of the room, fighting off whatever group member came at them, and made their way out onto the street.

In an attempt to lose the men chasing after them still, Aelin suggested that they try the sewers that ran through the city. Nesryn was in no position to disagree. So down they jumped, into the sewers, and were now trying to find a way out. The dark haired rebel thought it wouldn’t be so bad if her partner would stop whining for a few seconds.

“If you hate this place so much, why did you suggest it?”

Aelin glared at her again but it looked more like a pout this time. “I thought I had gotten over the smell,” she whined, “guess I was wrong.”

Nesryn turned to her in confusion, her dark hair swaying as she did. “What do you mean?” she asked. She knew that Aelin had been here before, or at the very least was familiar with the place.

“I was on a mission, back in my assassin days,” the blonde explained, keeping her head down as she watched where she stepped. “ I was doing some surveillance when I was discovered. A goon trapped me down here, intending for me to die when they flooded out the tunnels for cleaning, nearly did too. I thought I’d never get rid of the stench.”

Nesryn blanched. As she looked down at what they were walking she shuddered at the thought of being neck deep in this filth. Fortunately the substance only barely reached their ankles. “How did you survive?” she asked.

“I was rescued.” was all Aelin said, her voice tight. Clearly she didn’t want to continue the subject, so Nesryn changed it.

“Do you have any idea where we are going? I’m counting on you to get me out of here alive.” Nesryn noticed the faint smile that graced Aelin’s lips.

“If we get to one of the main tunnels we can find an exit, and since it’s probably still night we won’t cause too much disturbance no matter where we come up.”

Good the archer thought, the sooner they both got out of here the better.

“You know,” Aelin started, still not taking her eyes off the ground. “You didn’t have to punch him.”

“You’re one to talk,” Nesryn scoffed, “you did the same damn thing.”

“Yes, but that’s because I refuse to not be the dramatic one.”

They both laughed at that, light and happy, continuing down the tunnel in a comfortable silence. This one had fortunately gotten bigger the further they went along, a sign that they were heading in the right direction.

“Thank you,” Aelin said, finally breaking the silence, a faint blush dusting her cheeks.

Nesryn turned to her and took her hand reassuringly. “Thank you as well.”

Aelin looked down at their joined hands, her smile morphing into a wicked grin. “You know, since we were supposed to form an alliance with those guys, Chaol is going to be very disappointed when we return, and fortunately I know of a number of fine drinking establishments in this area.” She finally looked up at her friend, the gold in her eyes burning bright with mischief. “What do you say we go out and get plastered before Westfall rips us a new one?”

Nesryn gave Aelin a grin to match her own. “I’d say that’s a brilliant idea.” Both girls smiled in delight at each other, never one letting go of their joined hands. “Now let’s get out of this disgusting place.”

“Your face is a disgusting place.”

Thwack!

“Ow!”

[writing-n-stuffs]

I Never Thought I’d See The Day

Read it on ao3!

This was supposed to be posted on June 1 but I’m slow when it comes to writing, so enjoy the demisexual fluff drabble I wrote

Word count: 457

Roman Knight’s day was just like any other. He woke up, got dressed, brushed his teeth, and he was off to school. The biggest difference in today was that tonight was prom. The red and gold streamers lined the hall, and balloons filled the gym. He didn’t have to go to class, because he’d volunteered to lead the prom committee. That was all that was different though. Everything else was the same. After school, he would go home and do homework, then go to bed at some point.

“Roman, have you finished the arrangements for refreshments?” Logan Parrel asked, looking up from his clipboard and checklist.

“Yes, just finished. Everything will be ready on time, just breathe.”

“Not everything,” Logan gave Roman a pointed look. The brunette sighed.

“Logan I don’t need to go home early to get ready because I'm not going. I’ve told you that. I don’t even have a date.”

“Who says you need a date for prom? You can go with me, as friends.”

“And let everyone think I’m gay? Logan, I face enough hell from people thinking I'm gay because I'm a drama kid and head of the prom committee. Why would I want to give them more ammo by coming to prom with a guy.”

“Okay well first off, there’s nothing wrong with being gay-”

“I didn’t say there was. But I'm not gay, so I don’t want people to think I am.”

“If you’re not gay then explain the many many many jokes you make about not being straight?” Logan raised an eyebrow.

“You do know there’s sexualities other than gay or straight, right?” Roman asked with a laugh. “I’m demisexual, so therefore not straight. But also not gay.”

Logan chuckled and shook his head. “I never thought I’d see the day.”

“What day?”

“The day you finally come out. I’ve known you weren’t straight since third grade when Mary Lou kissed you under the basketball goal and you screamed and ran away.” Logan smiled. Roman’s face turned every shade of pink.

“I-I didn’t know what a kiss was! I thought she was trying to eat me!”

Logan laughed. “Fine, if you don’t want to go to prom, then how about you at least let me buy you dinner?”

Roman shrugged. “So long as I can pick the place.”

“Alright, what’s your pick?”

“McDonald’s”

“Roman that is the least romantic place in existence,” Logan laughed.

“Exactly,” The grin on Roman’s face was contagious. Although perhaps the reason Patton and Virgil were laughing on the other side of the room was because Logan had just been shot down when he asked out the guy he’d had a crush on his whole life. Or at the very least since the third grade.

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