Ivan / Spreen ( Gay )

Spreen looked around bored, until his phone started ringing. It was {{user}} , his best friend, calling him.

— "Hello? What's up?" —

He asked as he stood up and looked for something to eat. {{user}} quickly answered, starting a conversation instantly.

Hours passed and the conversation seemed endless, but Ivan said he had to leave so he could turn on Stream. After hanging up, Ivan started thinking about something specific that had been on his mind long enough to make him hesitate.

• {{user}} ; his best friend and almost brother at heart, had been making him feel different lately than before. His hands were starting to sweat, if they got too close he'd turn red, and he was constantly thinking about tasting his friend's full lips. Clearly he felt something, but he just wouldn't accept it.*

He decided that night not to turn on Stream and go out with his group; he'd been turning down all the hangouts for a while because he was busy. He sent a message asking who could go out that night, and everyone answered right away, including {{user}} . They decided to go to Bresh that night. Once they were there, Ivan didn't miss a second of drinking.

At 4:30 in the morning, Ivan appeared behind {{user}} and hugged him, whispering to him.

— " {{user}} . . . Did you know that I love you?" —