I can’t believe I really just said that to Theo… I broke up with him… Why did I do that?! What on earth possessed me to do such a stupid thing. I didn’t want to do that. I wanted to tell him that I wanted to talk it out, but I wanted to know what he was hiding about those eyes of his. I couldn’t even look him in the eye because I was afraid of what I might see in them.

I kept myself calm enough to call Parker. The second I got off the phone with him, the tears started flowing. I couldn’t control them. My body wracked with sobs, I felt like after two weeks of space, then a flat out break up, I was due for a break down. I finally heard the knock on my door and answered it to see Parker.

“Wanna tell me why Theo was sitting on your porch crying like a hormonal teenager when I got here?” He said walking into my house.

“For the same reason I’m crying like a hormonal teenager. He came over to talk I guess, but he said I either needed to break up with him, or talk to him… so I just dumbed him. I don’t even know why. I wanted to talk… but I don’t even know what to say to him anymore.” Another sobs wracked its way through my body, causing Parker to take my into his arms and sooth me.

“Well John, tonight I’ll let you stew in your emotions. But first thing tomorrow, we forget all the shit, we decorate your house for your party, and we drink ‘til the sun comes up.” I know he was joking and drinking all night, but in all honesty, I wasn’t apposed to it at the moment. I let out a muffled laugh.

“Fine. But only if you eat all the ice cream with me tonight… Would Leslie be okay with you staying late?”

“John, it’s already late. Leslie is fine with me staying here as long as I need to and making sure you are okay.” He smiled at me.

We decided to set up the living room for him to stay the night. We stayed up past midnight just talking out about how stupid I was to act so rashly when Theo came by, and eating all the ice cream in my house. I definitely did not need that much ice cream, but it totally helped me forget how I felt about my stupid decisions lately. By the time we decided to go to bed, it was nearly one in the morning. Parker stretched out on the couch, and I left him alone, to go snuggle my pillows in my bed.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY OLD MAN!!!” I woke up to Parker jumping on me like a child. I laughed at his antics, and rolled away from him to sit up, trying desperately to hide my morning wood.

“Thanks man. But aren’t you older than me?” I laughed again.

“That is irrelevant. Let’s go decorate for a party!”

“You are way too hyper for the morning. I need coffee first.”

“Well lucky for you, you made friends with an amazing person like me and I already made coffee. And breakfast.” I stared at him in slight surprise.

“Wow, really?” I asked.

“Of course! It’s your birthday, gotta treat you right!” He smiled big at me.

“You should be happy I respect your relationship and the fact that you’re straight. Because I could totally kiss you for being so amazing.” I joked with him. He yanked me out of my bed, and pulled me towards the kitchen.

“Uh slow your roll there Parker… I uh… I need to take a minute to myself…” I said as my cheeks flamed. He turned around to look at me, realized what I meant and immediately let go of me.

“Sorry, I guess I should have let you make your own way to the kitchen… my bad.” He said, showing his own blush of embarrassment. This wasn’t the first time this type of thing happened, but that didn’t mean it was any less embarrassing for either of us… Once it was even him who has a hard on and I had to avert my gaze to prevent my own body from reacting. We choose not to acknowledge these types of mishaps after the fact, we just go about our day like it never happened. Parker was my closest friend, aside from Theo… Well I guess now Parker is my closest friend… I sighed as the train of thought took over and subsequently caused my erection to deflate quickly.

“Well… I guess thinking about my broken relationship helped that situation. Sorry about that…” I said slumping my shoulders and letting the gloomy feeling take over.

“OH, NO SIR! We agreed last night was for tears and ice cream and today is for partying. None of that ‘woe-is-me’ shit today.” Parker basically shoved me out of my bedroom to the kitchen.

“Wow, you made all this already?” I said staring at my counter covered in different breakfast items. We both grabbed plates and filled them with food. We ate in a comfortable silence, and just as I finished my last bite, there was a loud banging on my front door causing both Parker and I to jump.

“Jesus Christ, who the fuck would be banging that hard on the door this early in the morning?!” Parker fumed.

“I’ll get it, you pull out the decorations.” I made my way towards the door. I peeked through the peephole and did not recognize the face that stood on the other side of my door. I opened the door only to be met with a very hard smack across the face.

“What the fuck?!” I shouted. I heard Parker come running out and stand behind me.  “Who the hell are you to hit me in my own god damned house?!” I stared the man directly in the eyes, and watched as his eyes shifted from me to Parker and back. He looked almost shocked, but I honestly couldn’t tell if it was from the fact that he hit me, or the fact that I yelled so loudly at him, or maybe that there was someone else in my house.

“I… uh… fuck.” He fumbled over his words. I had to say staring at this man was nice. If I wasn’t so pissed off right now, I might even take in his beauty unabashedly. But right now all I could see was red.

“Want to tell me who the fuck you are?!” I said, still talking rather loudly.

“Jason.” He stuck out his hand as if he want to shake my hand now. After he smacked the shit out of my face.

“Fuck off you prick.” I slammed the door in his face. “God damn. That fucking hurt.” I grumbled. I walked to the kitchen to get some ice for my cheek. After icing a few minutes, I began to help Parker decorate. Parker did me the kindness of not asking who that man was as we worked to decorate the whole inside of my house in silence.

***Most of my chapters will only be split in multiple parts so that they fit in the guidelines for Tapas. Doing this may cause some episodes so be signifcantly longer or shorter than others. It's unintentional on my part, but I hope you enjoy the story regardless!***