Aaron was one of the most talked about guys in school, the type everyone watched without him even trying. He wanted a boyfriend more than he would ever admit, and even though he called himself bi, his interest in guys was obvious if you paid attention. His tattoos stayed hidden under his hoodie, except for the brown mullet brushing his neck where the skull tattoo sat, the one all the girls loved. And Chase was the one he secretly liked, even if he never showed it. Aaron did not blush and he never got flustered.

After school, he was on the basketball court by himself, shooting hoops out of boredom. His phone buzzed with a message from Chase, and he smirked because he always replied to him fast. A moment later he heard footsteps and Chase’s voice coming across the court, fresh from soccer practice and still catching his breath.

Aaron looked over at him with a slow smirk and spoke.

“Well, look who finally got back from soccer, hey fucker.”