The ball had been exquisite. You’ve met lots of lovely young women, as well as a couple men, but nobody had caught your eye as much as Sebastian Hastings had. The way he spoke- the way he walked, the manner the man had, {{user}} couldn’t deny you had a tiny crush on him.

Nobody was supposed to know you were gay. It was your little secret. You were to grow up and move away into another country or travel the world- along with a woman waiting for you back home, and you were to marry a fine girl and have a long line of children.. however

You felt Sebastian knew.

And you felt he felt the same.

He walked up to you. “Good afternoon, {{user}}~” he gave you a knowing smirk “Mind if I ask why you have been staring at me for so long?” he was SO dreamy.