6 months ago.

Timothy was so excited when Jamie invited him to come to his new house. 

They shared a small apartment for years until Timothy found a new agency, the bigger one. He said they provided him with a company apartment that he can use as he wishes, so Timothy moved. And Jamie moved to his new flat with his boyfriend. Their farewell was quite emotional, Jamie cried for night long, hugging Timothy who lulled him. 

Moving from where he was already familiar was obviously not easy but Timothy convinced him that despite everything, they were still best friends, nothing can’t ever change that, not even a distance between them.

Jamie opened the door with a wide grin on his face, finding Timothy squealing happily as soon as Jamie’s face welcomed him. They threw their body into a tight embrace “Oh my god, why feels like it’s been so long?” Jamie mumbled on his dearest friend’s neck.

He can feel Timothy nod “I know right, I really miss you” they pulled back and held each other gaze for a while; almost didn't believe that they were finally seeing each other again after so long.

Jamie had to suppress the overwhelming feeling to cry. He didn’t want to be too emotional and ruined the whole situation that was supposed to be heart-warming “Come on, let’s get in” he smiled.

Timothy entered his house in awe, his eyes wandering around, examining every detail of the interior, and once in a while showed his appreciation with ‘wow’. His feet glided from the living room to the kitchen and their balcony smoothly. Inspecting every piece of furniture and admiring Jamie's choice in interior design. 

Jamie waited for Timothy to notice the big painting in his living room, painted by one of his favourite street painters in the town, Timothy was a big fan of his, he was a painting freak, and he was obsessed and excited to give his opinion on every painting he saw.

But oddly, once he entered the living room, he straightly sat on the couch. Not even give a glance at it.

Is the painting not to his taste? Jamie wondered inwardly.

“You want to drink something?” Jamie offered once Timothy already settled on his couch.

Timothy beamed “Can I ask for a black tea?”

Jamie didn’t know Timothy enjoyed such a tea—an uncommon request of tea, but luckily they had it on their kitchen cabinet “Of course”

“Baby do you see my- “a familiar voice came from the stairs, and approached them as his footsteps became clearer

Jamie perked when he saw the tall man. He reached his hand gently and kissed his lips lightly “baby, This Timothy, my Best friend. Timothy this Joseph my boyfriend”

Timothy stood up as he greeted him “Nice to meet you, Joseph. Jamie already told me a lot about you”

Joseph smiled and nodded with the same hospitality “Nice to meet you too Timothy. I’ve heard a lot from Jamie too”