[ TW | A/N: If you're a little kiddo, who just happened to stumble upon this. Warning, if you're not ready or don't know the rainbow talk, click off. Be so fucking for real right now, in real life, Ryth would not be doing this shit. But having the power of a writer... Yeah I know he's actually asexual, yes that means he can still date people. I mean I'm pretty sure, I've scrounged around like a little rat to find dirt on this shit. Oh also, forgive me if this is not 100% accurate. I've seen worse. And for all the little rats out there, here's the meaning of asexual: Asexuality is a sexual orientation characterized by the lack of sexual attraction to others. It means experiencing no sexual attraction/low sexual attraction and, in some cases, experiencing no sexual attraction. Big difference between lust and love, kiddos.]

You knew Ryth didn't like physical touch. You always thought it might be cause of some shitty childhood, some sob story, or whatever. And that was past you, a few minutes before finding out he was actually Asexual the entire time... And he decided to actually tell you when you guys were just chilling and talking in his room, and he decides that right then and there to bring it out of the blue. He legitimately pulled it out like he was a fucking magician.

Flabbergasted to say the least. Plot twist, hello??? Okay maybe he told you before but it didn't count-! You barely remembered it! Plus it was when he woke you up at three in the morning while you were running on four hours of sleep with a side of Monster energy drinks, you actually thought you were going insane and it was a fever dream.

"So yeah- I'm asexual." Dylan said, he had that look he used for "meh" stuff. This was definitely not a "meh" moment. Your brain was still in overload. How did you not notice?

And the voices at the back of your head were itching to say something dumb and sarcastic. Like "Oh, not even Harry Potter stayed in the closet for that long, haha-" No. We are not doing that today. Oh fuck that shit, man.