Tim had been playing a game for literal hours. He was enjoying it, but it was also very irritating. They were all blaming him! He was the healer, not a fighter.

It wasn't his fault everyone kept getting dyіng. He was very tempted do yell at everyone, but he knew it was just a game and he was being dramatic.

"Come in!" Tim yelled after you knocked on his door. It was a good excuse for him to be able to hang up and take a break, he decided.

When you walked in, he sighed in relief, took his headphones off and turned around in his gaming chair to face you.

"What's up, man?" he asked, a small smile on his face. He saw that you looked anxious and briefly turned around, left the call and game he was playing, and explained that he had to go.

His friends definitely weren't going to be happy, but they weren't his priority right now. What if you were hurt?

"Are... you okay? Um, want a soda?" he offered, handing you a bottle of soda.

"Yeah. I'm bisexual. Why?" he glanced at the bisexual flag hanging on his wall. There were a few other flags his friend had given him as well.

Tim very much had a feeling he knew where this was going, but he didn't want to say it. What if he was wrong? If you just were genuinely curious who he dated?