Gay story: Zac’s story – Chapter 8
Author: Zac22
“Zac, packing isn’t what stresses people out, it’s the whole concept plus he was probably stressed about finals week. Just relax” Randy tried to comfort me as he parked and got out. We began to grab boxes and carry them inside.
“Do you think he’s having second thoughts about us moving in together?”
“No, it was his idea and it’s not like he came up with it a week ago, it was months. Maybe you should talk to him about this and not me.” We dropped off the boxes and went out for more.
“I have.”
“What did you say?”
“I asked him if anything was wrong and he just shrugs and denies anything.”
“Wow, no offense and I know you hate this kind of stereotype but you are so the girl in this relationship. Before you correct me, I’m just saying that that is exactly what chicks screw up in relationships. They ask what’s wrong and never say what they are worried it might be or what they are feeling. Most of the time, the guy is just stressed or something and doesn’t realize he’s acting that different and when you ask what’s wrong it’s nothing.” Randy explained.
“Ok, that makes sense, the telling him what I’m feeling part, not the I’m a chick part.” I gave Randy a look.
“Haha, Zac, I love you man, and I know that you are not flaming or anything and, no, the average person can’t tell you’re gay, but I know you better than anyone and you fit more of the stereotype than you think.” Randy laughed.
“Oh, and how’s that?” We grabbed the last of the boxes and brought them inside.
“Ok, yeah you don’t have a feminine voice or dress or act feminine, but you do listen to a lot of stereotypically gay music, you love chick flicks, you drool over every cute guy you see, and above all you are way too sensitive. It’s not a bad thing, but they are stereotypes because in a lot of cases they fit and in this case you just gotta talk to your boyfriend and don’t act like such a chick.”
“Alright, whatever” I hated that he was right and he just laughed as we unpacked the boxes.
When Shawn got home we were mostly unpacked except for Shawn’s boxes in our room that we had left for him to unpack so he could put his stuff wherever he wanted.
The apartment was really nice, the two rooms were on opposite sides of the living room and the kitchen/dining area were on the far side of the living room so everything was accessed through the living room. We had a three-person couch and a love seat in the living room facing our entertainment center with TV and stereo and Randy’s video games. Randy’s room was about the same as our old room but it was all his and a bathroom to himself. Our room was slightly bigger with a nicer bathroom and bigger closet. The kitchen was pretty nice with decent space and all appliances and a smaller laundry room attached. We had everything we needed.
That night we were totally settled in and exhausted. We were watching TV in the living room and talking.
“So I’m hoping the walls here are pretty thick.” Randy said.
“Why?” Shawn asked with an curious laugh.
“Cuz I can handle hearing you two but it’s not exactly a turn on if I bring a girl home.” Randy replied.
Shawn laughed, “Well I’m gonna go to bed. See you in the morning Randy.”
“Want me to come to bed with you?” I asked.
“Nah baby it’s ok I’m just really tired.”
“Ok.”
Shawn went into our room and closed the door. Randy and I watched some more TV before going to bed. Our room was black and Shawn was already in bed so I kept the lights off and snuck around to the side of the bed, got undressed, and laid down.
I got into bed with Shawn and snuggled up next to him. He was laying on his side and he turned his head back to me slightly “Good night baby”
I kissed his shoulder and his neck and ran my hand around his chest slowly.
“Baby, I’m tired, let’s just go to sleep.” Shawn whispered and went back to sleep. I conceded and held him as I went to sleep.
“I’m headin out for a couple hours. Ok?” Shawn said tying his shoes.
“Hold on. Can we talk for a minute?” I asked. It had been a couple days since we moved in and Shawn was still acting distant.
“Sure, what’s up?”
“Do you still love me?” I asked. I was sitting on our bed in my boxers.
“Of course I do?”
“Well then do you regret us moving in together?”
“No, where’s all this coming from?” Shawn looked clueless.
“For the last week you’ve been really distant and you act like you want nothing to do with me.”
“Zac, I love you. Nothing’s changed. I just get really stressed over finals and I don’t relax until I get my grades back.” Shawn said in a monotone.
“Even when you kiss me you seem like you’d rather be somewhere else or something. You weren’t like that last semester.”
Shawn sighed impatiently “You and Randy went home last semester so you didn’t see me stressing out and we weren’t living together or even sleeping together then. So how the hell could you tell?”
“Why couldn’t you just tell me that in the first place?” I asked standing up about to go to the bathroom to shower.
“I didn’t think I should bother you over it when there’s nothing to it other than waiting until I get my grades. Besides, I’m going on campus to talk to my professors now to see what they are so it’ll be over and we can move on.” Shawn said irritated.
“Fine, go. I just thought you’d be somewhat happy the first weekend together in our new place, but apparently that isn’t as important to you.” I said as I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I heard our bedroom door close as Shawn left.
Shawn was gone for a few hours and Randy and I went out to do nothing in particular. I just needed to get out and do something. I didn’t have a problem with Shawn being stressed and was fine with it knowing that he’d hopefully be better when he got home, but it bothered me that we spent our first weekend living together with such a bad mood.
After a few hours of just bumming around, I got a text from Shawn:
“Where r u?”
“Went out with Randy”
“K, I got my grades. Can we talk?”
“How did you do? Feeling better?”
“They were good but I still feel bad, can you please come home so we can talk?”
“We’re going to go eat dinner I’ll be home later.”
“What time will you be home, I really need to talk to you”
“8”
Randy and I went out to eat and talked. “Well, don’t you think you’re being a little too hard on him? He said he loves you and it’s just cuz of school.”
“I’m not even that mad at him. I understand that he was stressed over classes but he didn’t tell me anything and we spent the first weekend together being totally distant.” I explained.
“Well, just talk to him and move past it. I’m sure he’s fine now and we can all just move on with no problems.” Randy said as we paid the check and headed to his car to go home.
When we got home there was a piece of paper taped to the door that read: “I’M SORRY.” I pulled it down with a smile and walked inside.
“I’ll just be in my room and leave you two alone, see ya tomorrow” Randy said as he opened his bedroom door walked in and closed it behind him.
I walked to our room and another note was taped to the door with the same message. I pulled it down and opened the door.
The lights were all dimmed and our bed was made with Shawn sitting cross-legged in the middle wearing khaki pants and his nicest polo shirt and a sad look on his face.
“I’m sorry.” He said “I acted like a jerk to you and ruined our first weekend together. Today, I couldn’t think of anything else. I talked to my professors and even after I knew my grades I still felt horrible because I let you down.”
I closed the door behind me and walked over to the bed.
“I would’ve made us dinner, but you said you went out to eat with Randy so I thought we’d have some desert.” Shawn said with a piece of cake waiting on the bed in front of him.
I sat down on the other side of the plate from him and took a bite of the cake.
“Can you forgive me?” Shawn asked with a half smile.
“Of course I forgive you.” I said with a smile. He sighed in relief and we proceeded to eat the piece of cake.
“Not to knock you down at all, but you didn’t need to do all this. You just wasted an insanely perfect apology on a really really small fight.” I told him with a grin.
Shawn grabbed the plate and set it on his nightstand out of the way. “Well it might have been small, but I still never should have done that to you. I love you and I ruined our first weekend together. Do you think we can forget it and start over tonight?”
I leaned in and grabbed him by his shirt collar and said, “you are just too perfect” before kissing him softly.
Shawn pulled away for a second, “So is that a yes?”
I smiled, “That’s a big yes, now kiss me.”
He continued kissing me as we laid down on the bed. He lifted my shirt off and I began taking his shirt off when he stopped me, “Hold on, I have something for us. I’ll be right back.” He got up into his chair and went into our bathroom as I took off my pants and waited.
He came back having taken his shirt and pants off “I thought maybe you’d like it if I used this?” He asked holding a certain sex toy we had previously purchased. “I figured it might be better than my fingers.”
“Aww there’s nothing more romantic than a guy getting his boyfriend a sex toy,” I said softly with a smile. We both laughed as Shawn crawled into bed.
He kissed me gently and as we held each other closely he looked into my eyes and I knew I never wanted to be with anyone else. Shawn was the love of my life and we were starting the rest of our lives together.
A few weeks past and we were loving every minute of our summer vacation. I got a part-time job at a warehouse moving boxes and bags around. It was good work with good pay and I definitely got a work out.
I got home from work Thursday and Shawn was in our bathroom. I walked in, got undressed, and turned the shower on. Shawn was brushing his teeth, as he must have just gotten out of the shower.
“I do love everytime you come home looking all sweaty and ripped.” He smiled as I got in the shower.
“Hey baby?” I said from the shower.
“What’s up?” Shawn replied from our room.
“My parents called and said they wanna come see the apartment this weekend.” I figured if I casually told him now it would avoid any awkwardness.
“This weekedend?” He rolled back into the bathroom.
“Yeah, they just wanna see where I’m living, meet you, see the campus, and everything. It’s no big deal.” I answered.
He pulled the shower curtain back a bit so he could look in and talk to me, “Well it’s a little bigger deal than that. I’ve never met your parents before. What have you told them? Do they know we sleep in the same room? Do they know anything about me? Are they ok with me? Do they know we have sex? Do they-“
“Woah, slow down. They want to see the apartment and meet you and go around town and campus. They know about you because I talk about you all the time. They know we live in the same room, they are fine with it, and sorry if I don’t tell my parents about my sex life, ewww.”
“This is a bigger deal than you think, Zac.” He said as I got out of the shower.
“It’s cute that tough guy Shawn is panicking over meeting my parents.” I smiled as I walked into our room and dried off.
“I’m not a tough guy, you make me sound like some thug. Just because I don’t show every emotion on my sleeve and I’m not over sensitive over little shit doesn’t mean I don’t have any feelings. This is a bigger deal to me than you think.” Shawn said seemingly angry.
“Ok, first of all, I never called you a thug or said you didn’t have emotions. I just think you are over reacting. Secondly, I do not get over sensitive over little shit so don’t start labeling me either.” I sort of snapped back as I put my boxers and shorts on.
“I’m not calling you anything either. Wait, fuck that, I’m not falling for that chick move turning the argument on the boyfriend shit. I have a right to be mad that you just sprung this on me.” Shawn was getting really agitated.
“Chick move?!” I raised my voice. “What the fuck is that about? I’m not turning anything on you and I am not some fucking chick. I am your boyfriend just as much as you are mine. Don’t you dare start making this into some fucking hetero bullshit. I’m not your girlfriend, Shawn. I’m your boyfriend. So don’t tell me I am acting like a chick. You wanna be mad at me for springing this on you last minute then fine, but let’s talk about that, Shawn. Don’t be an asshole an start attacking me for anything other than what you are really mad at me about!”
Shawn took a deep breath and looked at me as I put my socks on, “I never called you my girlfriend. I know you are my boyfriend and I love you. I just don’t like the fact that you are trying to make this out like it’s no big deal. I’m meeting your parents for the first time and I really want them to like me. I wish you would’ve told me this earlier.” Shawn was still upset, but cooled off mostly and so did I.
“Ok, I’m sorry I yelled. I should have told you earlier when I found out. I have to go out and meet up with Michelle for a little while, but when I get back we’ll talk about what all we are doing with my parents this weekend and you can ask me anything you want and you’ll be totally great when they come. Plus, it doesn’t matter what they think. I love you and that’s all that matters. Okay?” He nodded; I put a t-shirt on, kissed him and walked out of the room. “Hey, I’m headed out.” I said to Randy who was sitting on the couch watching TV as I left.
Shawn went into the living room and sat down.
“Dude, you really gotta watch those chick comments around him.” Randy said.
“You heard all that?” Shawn asked.
“It’s a nice apartment, but the walls aren’t that thick. I can hear most of your arguments. We all know he is more stereotypical than he looks, but you know how political he gets about it. You can’t call him a chick or he’ll bite off your head. He’s just as much of a guy as you or me, he’s just a sensitive guy.” Randy explained.
“I know all that. I never said he wasn’t a guy. He just has this way of talking that always manages to turn things around on the other person and girls do that all the damn time. I wasn’t about to get blamed for him not telling me his parents were coming.” Shawn replied.
“Well, that’s true. He is a really smooth talker, but didn’t you realize that he said he was sorry for not telling you and you never said you were sorry once that whole argument. A chick would never allow that to happen. You woulda been the only one saying sorry.” Randy answered back.
“You really heard everything?!”
“Yeah and arguments aren’t all I can hear either. Let’s just say that I like to listen to my headphones on certain nights that you two get….uh….romantic.”
“Ok, the bedroom is all clean, the bathrooms are good, kitchen good, living room good. Is there anything else we gotta do before your parents get here?” Shawn was very nervous.
“Nope, they should be here soon and you need to stop worrying.” I assured him.
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