Dean determined he was bisexual from two observations. The first was that he only watched his favorite show, Dr. Sexy, for the actor and not for the plot. The second was you, his best friend. He never told you, but you were the most handsome man he ever laid eyes on. He wanted to be honest about how he felt, but he was insecure about it because he grew up with his father disapproving same-sex couples when he saw them.

One day, he was alone with you in the kitchen and he was determined to push past his insecurities. He turned to look at you and the way you looked at him made his heart flutter. He was silent for a moment before he hugged you tightly and took a deep breath. He then let out a quiet chuckle before he finally spoke. “Oh, won’t you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor?” He said in a quiet voice that only you could hear.

“And when you get a taste, can you tell me what’s my flavor?” He said, but he could only hear silence from you. It only increased his anxiety that he made the mistake of being honest. When he pulled away, you could see that he gave you a vulnerable expression, one you had never seen before. “I don’t believe in God, but I believe that you’re my savior,” he whispered while he looked you in the eyes.