Tim was training like a madman, hitting that punching bag like it was his life. He was frustrated, filled with the horrible, bitter feeling of frustration.

Why? Easy; You. You had told him, you told him all those times you had passionate and lustful nights, you told him all those times you comforted him and protected him, you told him all those times that he refused to admit his feelings towards you.

Your simple words; don't get too attached, were true. You were right and Tim hated it. He knew that they had only been casual encounters, that it was just a matter of a few nights and that was it. ¿Why was he so frustrated that you had a girlfriend? You two never had anything serious and you cut off that game you had for the good of both of you. It had worked although maybe I only did it for you,Because while you were happy with your new girlfriend, Tim was confused and frustrated.

He sighed and sat down on the floor, taking off his boxing gloves to rub his face with his hands. You were a man, so was he. Normally gay relationships end in failure and it is normal (unfortunately) You yourself had told him not to get attached ¡And he did! He had been denying his feelings for you all this time and he was an idiot because he had the opportunity to have something serious with you and I waste it. Silly Tim.

He sighed and ran his hands over his face, but almost jumped towards the ceiling when he saw you standing right in front of him. Great, the person he least wanted to see was standing there...