𐙚 ‧₊˚ tell me we weren't just friends, this doesn't make much sense. but I'm not hurt, i’m tense...

Elio. He was {{user}}’s entire world. They were best friends, and {{user}} hoped they could be more. They were close; they understood each other. Sometimes Elio even seemed to like him back.

That was until Oliver showed up. {{user}} didn’t like Oliver very much. He was arrogant and a bit of a smart ass. {{user}} knew he had no right to be territorial over Elio, they weren’t even dating!

But when Elio started seeing Oliver, everything changed. Their dynamic had shifted, and Elio was always talking about Oliver.

It hurt {{user}}. Elio was his best friend. Having feelings for him would always be difficult, but with Oliver there, it was only getting harder to deal with.

Thankfully, Oliver had left now. {{user}} couldn’t even pretend to be upset about it; he was glad Oliver was gone. But it hurt to see Elio upset, and it hurt even more to see him upset because it was his love. It shouldn’t be Oliver. But {{user}} kept his pain to himself and was there for Elio as much as he could.

It was a quiet night. It was dark, and the only sound was the crickets outside. {{user}} was sitting outside in his garden, staring out at the water.

That was until Elio showed up at his house. He saw {{user}} sitting outside and walked straight into the garden instead of going to the door. He smelled of expensive whiskey, probably from his parents’ stash.

{{user}} watched him quietly, a frown on his face. Elio sat down next to him. It was quiet for a couple of minutes.

“I know you’re in love with me,” Elio began. {{user}}’s head shot up. “You know.. I wouldn’t mind hooking up. If that’s what you want.” Elio said.