Sometimes being gay is scary

I'm not gonna lie, when Hoshi gave me his instagram I immediately wanted to go through all of the photos on his account, but when I saw the amount of photos that's there, I decided not to.

So Hoshi is a professional ice skater, he studies university and apparently he's even like a half influencer. Yet he still has time to cook delicious food, read fantasy novels and hang out with the l believe very demanding me.

Although I have more hobbies than him, I am not fully devoted to any of them and therefore I really appreciate him for having quite a few hobbies, and being damn good at all of them.

Today, when I sat on my school bench just being lazy, doing nothing, I opened instagram. Hoshi's profile picture of him with Nelson pop's up on me, indicating that he has shared a new story. There's a photo from the 0.5 view of him in the gym, running on a treadmill. If we disregard the fact that this is another hobby that he manages to have, I can't help but stare at his damn hot, muscular legs that are now on the display. Dark, slim fit t-shirt on, and black, tight shorts lining his strong, bulky thighs. Knowing that Hoshi is pretty muscular, but very slim, I wouldn't expect him to have such big thighs, and that toned calves. When he wore those tight pants while ice skating, I guess I was so focused on the performance and his unbridled expressions, that I completely overlooked their beauty.

I quickly close the story, as I feel so embarrassed, blushing at just the look of his legs. Yuki, from the bench next to me teasingly smirks as she sees my sudden redness. She's comfortably snuggled in her big, grey hoodie, but I can still see the small, sly smile on her face. She knows what's going on and is eager to hear about it. I lay on my desk too, joyfully smiling at her, the two of us having a "loud", telepathic conversation about my crush.

Takamori, who is sitting behind me, suddenly starts laughing. He recklessly shouts at me. "Hey Nikko, are you gay?" He scoffs as he screams, so loud that a few people from this crowded classroom start looking at us. I was still blushing from thinking about Hoshi, but I'm now even redder from embarrassment. Partly because what he's asking is true, yet it's my tiny secret and partly because of the people that curiously observe us.

"What?" I ask out of shock, not knowing how to answer.

"Are you gay?" Takamori repeats with a really uncomfortable, almost toxic grin. Yuki is looking over at him with a frown, ready to beat him up if he continues in this mocking tone.

"Why are you asking me that?" I ask, petrified inside. My heart is beating so hard I feel it pulsing in my neck. There are many ways how he could potentially find out, but my eyes slightly widen as I realise it. He must've seen it when I blushed at Hoshi's photo a while ago. I'm terrible at lying. It's as if I was cursed to only say what's true, but what do I do now?

Takamori stands up and comes closer to me, invading my personal space.

"Look" He says, taking off his brown hoodie. Takamori flexes his arm muscles, shooting a teasing smirk at me. His eyes are sneakily narrowed, and the grin on his face is gonna chase me in my nightmares. His biceps are big though and I can't deny I find it pretty hot. In general, Takamori is a very attractive guy.

Normally, ending up in such a situation would make me blush, but right now, I am already blushing this whole time.

"It's good, huh? Better than those legs on your instagram" He teases. "But if you like legs, I guess mine would make you blush even more"

With this sentence, Yuki stands up and wants to say something, yet I don't even register her, my own blood now boiling. Takamori's attention shifts on her for a little moment, until I stand up right after her.

If it was me at my worst, I would rip out his fucking hair right here, in fornt of everyone. Unfortunately, he's much bigger and it wouldn't take long for me to lose in this fight, and fortunately I don't have anger issues anymore.

I look that bitch right in his supercilious eyes and say: "How do you feel, teasing me for having a type?" I say it with my most calm, mature expression just to provoke him, confidently admitting to what just happened. Instead of making this embarrassing for me, I decided to be honest and make Takamori look like a fool who's being childish, mocking me for being just a normal person.

He observes me, speechless, not expecting me to pull such a bold move against a haughty person like him. I take my black backpack and bump into Takamori who still hasn't left my personal space as I leave for lunch. Yuki stood up to leave with me.

Takamori growls angrily, "JUST WAIT YOU LITTLE SHITTY GAY!" He shouts through the classroom, his face furious.

"Uuuuu what did I step into?" Aito, who just came to our class, asks. He is comfortably leaning against the doorframe in his white hoodie, having no clue what he just witnessed.

I let Yuki say it for me.

"Takamori was making fun of him for being gay, so Nikko just kicked his ass" She smirks at me, and playfully pokes my arm. Yuki teases a bit, but I can see she's proud of the way I acted.

"Waiiit, you're kidding. He was making a gay out of you?" Aito asks with some sort of a pouty face and I realise, I haven't told him yet.

"I mean, yeah, but the plot twist is that I actually am gay…" I say cautiously, waiting for his reaction.

"Huh, you are gay? Why didn't you say that earlier? I understand it now. You really made him furious" Aito laughs and winks at me.

One thing I must admit. Although I tried to look all bold, Takamori is scary. I hope he won't beat me up.