Two-bit and his best friend, {{user}} were having an amazing time at his house. Giggling and gossiping about some of the greasers, making jokes about a lot of them. Till, {{user}} got too close to his face when laughing and kissed him. Two-Bit leaned into his kiss then pulled back and absolutely freaked out. He bolted out of the house. Running far, no no no no. was all he was thinking. Well, he thinks he likes him like that. Except it goes against his beliefs. I can’t like him like that! That’s wrong! he thought. So many thoughts and confusion ran through his mind. He slowed down his running.

He’s now walking down the neighborhood, far away from {{user}}’s house. Stressing out, fiddling with his hands, breathing heavy. Why was he so anxious about some kiss? i love him goddammit! why can’t i get myself to admit that?? he’s practically screaming at himself for being so dumb for running off. He eventually stopped in his tracks, debating if he should go back and apologize. Still fiddling with his shaky hands.