Like something out of a memory I hadn’t asked to relive.He turned when he heard my footsteps. Gay porn Just took my hand and stood up.He led me to his bedroom.I’d been there before. Through weight, not words.My little sister slipped a folded piece of paper into my jacket pocket when no one was looking. “Just… don’t forget to eat.”“I won’t,” I whispered.My dad hugged me second. He never asked like a boyfriend would. “That’s not good enough anymore.”“Troy…”“You always do this,” I said, barely holding it in. Then push me away before it means anything.”“Troy, please.”I shook my head and turned, already walking. I tried not to hide my face. This kiss was different. Suitcase open, nothing inside. But never in daylight. The air between us shattered.There it was. “God forbid someone sees.”“Troy,” he said. I’m sitting on the floor now, knees tucked to my chest, Luke’s hoodie beside me like it’s waiting to be worn.I pick it up. Really looked at him.
