Can we be more? [ Bad Buddy FF ] ( Pat Pran ) ( ONGOING)

Chapter 3: Pat

Pran strums his guitar humming to a tune I don't quite recognize. He always looks tranquil playing music. Like he can tune out the whole world and just be content with his guitar.

We are currently in his room, and I am trying to catch up on our last assignment that is due tomorrow. I am supposed to be focusing on the work in front of me but my eyes keep wondering towards Pran.

Pran looks up at me confused, and I quickly look away, embarrassed to be caught. "Did you finish?"

"Ah, no. Help me?" I ask, as nicely ask I could. Knowing he will give in.

"My helping, usually involves you copying..." He says shaking his head disapprovingly. "Come here." He sets down his guitar and comes to the edge of the bed near where I was sitting on the floor. I happily jump up to sit next to him. It honestly wasn't a hard assignment, since we only had two days left of school and are grades were set. It was a simple questionnaire about our plans after high school and how we plan to contribute to the community with the knowledge we take from the school. I wouldn't even bother doing it but it was required for school records. And our teachers would give our parents shit if we didn't turn it in.

"Um. You are almost done... What do you need help with?" He asks looking over my work.

"The filler questions at the end, can I just copy yours? Please..." Pa always gives me shit for relying on Pran all the time, but in all honesty I don't really need his help. I have decent grades in all subjects. I'm even at the top of the class in mathematics, but it's all the work. I'm lazy to do it some days. I'd pick a test over a stack of homework any day.

He hands me his paper, and scoots back to lean against the wall with guitar back in hand. I look over Pran's answers and smile. Always so neat, looks nicer than most girls handwriting.

I read through all his basic questions and found we both had similar answers, it wasn't until my eyes got to the personal questions did my eyes stop scanning.

What is your sexual orientation?
Aesexual
Bisexual
✔️ Gay
Heterosexual or Straight
Lesbian
Pansexual
Queer
Decline to state

I myself haven't answered that question. Why? It's because I have been confused since a few days ago when someone flirted with Pran in front of me, and I was brought back to the question I asked myself one year ago. The question I wasn't ready to answer back than. Was I even ready now?

Pran and I have been friends for forever, and I always thought we shared everything. All our secrets. Our dreams and ambitions. He wants to be an interior architect and/or singer/songwriter. I want to become a technical engineer, despite my fathers wishes. We were always together through any fight, or parental disputes. I was there when his cat died, and he crashed in my room for two weeks not wanting to be near his room that reminded him of her. He was with me when I broke my leg in 4th grade, and I had to lean against him to and from school. We were inseparable, and besides Pa's crush on him, I told him everything.

When I found out from someone else that Pran was gay. I didn't believe it, and brushed it off as a rumor. Not because I didn't believe in the possibility that my best friend could be gay, but because I didn't believe he would ever hide something that important from me.

I am not one to beat around the bush, so I went up to Pran that day to ask him. To my surprise he looked worried, and wouldn't stop fidgeting with his hands. We were in his room similar to how we are today.

"Yea. I have realized... I am not attracted to women... Does that bother you? Me being gay... Are you disgusted with me?" He asked , clearly scared to hear my reaction. I didn't know how to react. Until I heard it from his own lips I was certain it wasn't true, so this put me in a state of shock.