“I’m not gay, Sage! Geez! Get over it.” Samuel yells at the top of his lungs. His roommate is really starting to piss him off. The guy just won’t take no for answer.

“Right… and I’m a model citizen who pays their taxes on time.”

Fuming, Samuel marches up to Sage fully ready to give the arrogant asshole a piece of his mind. A photo almost smacking him in the face brings him up short. “What’s this?” Snatching it he almost tosses it aside till he sees just what it is off. Him. Last weekend. With. Sal.

Fuck.

“Wanna tell me you’re not gay now?” Sage asks as he plops on the sofa.

“Where did you get this?”

“I took it so when you denied it I could shove it your face literally.”

“Sage, I…” trailing off panic sets in.

“I won’t tell anyone just don’t lie to me, ok?”

“I’m not ready to come out yet… ok? Please don’t.” He knows he sounds whiny but he can’t help it right now.

“I won’t I promise.”

Seeing no other option Samuel shakes his head. He has to trust that his roommate who met on Craig’s list only a month ago won’t say anything.

Fuck.