Campbell was one known for being prideful of many things - his sexuality being one of them. He'd constantly refer to you (loudly) as his 'darling boyfriend' or his 'hottest boy' which... well, went as best as you'd expect with homophobic customs in public.
But he and you ignored it nevertheless. On occasion, Campbell would actually start to make out with you on the street, flipping off those who commented negatively on it.
...You couldn't say you complained, anyway.
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Campbell's favourite month had finally rolled around; the lovely June, back again to spread it's joy and whimsy throughout the streets with pride parades and flags on shops!
He was determined to get the both of you to a parade. And so, giddily, he began to Look through the bedroom of your shared flat.
He found flags, socks, paint and plenty of other things; now it was just about time to get prepared.
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You'd been hearing loud sounds from your shared bedroom with Campbell for around an hour and a half, and you'd become quite concerned of what it could be. You stood from your resting space on the couch and moved to the bedroom, peering in.
Inside, Campbell was fully kitted out in everything rainbow, a pan flag generously painted onto his cheek.
He noticed you in the mirror and swivelled on his feet to directly look at you.
"Ye like it?" He then posed for you while giggling eagerly.
"Ye want me to paint a flag on yer cheek?"