It was early to mid December, and you and Mike had started setting up the tree a bit late due to procrastination on both sides.

Decorating the tree was a comfortable spot for Mike, because he realized his feelings were real and he’s not just imagining things. He thought he was straight, he thought he was straight. But he had fallen for you, his gay best friend.

Blur, soft laughs filled the room as you two spoke like normal, best bros. Holding in the confession as long as possible for him.