“Are You Gay?”
“Are you gay?”
Now usually, when asked this question (it was asked frequently enough by his peers for him to have a specific response by now) Miles would shrug and say he has no idea. Which is- not completely a lie- but definitely not true either. Cause he knows for a fact he likes girls. But he also knows for a fact that he has a very tiny itty bitty crush on a certain punk that’s name starts with a H and ends with a O, B, I ,E.
Who is he kidding, it’s a little more bigger than he makes it seem.
…
Okay not a little. He likes Hobie a lot and there’s no use in denying it when he knows he has 3 sketchbooks and one playlist dedicated to him.
So yeah, his sexuality isn’t the mystery he makes it seem.
But people don’t need to know that. Sure, he’s not exactly closeted, cause who’s gonna take a shrug as confirmation that’s he’s straight? But still, it just doesn’t feel right yet? If that makes sense. He just thinks it’ll be better to figure himself out before he says anything to anyone.
Ganke however, isn’t just anyone. He’s his roommate that he trusts enough to confide in about literally everything. So when he catches Miles off guard at 3am with a question about his sexuality, he decides to make an exception.
“I think so. Wait no- Yes! Okay um, I do know I’m like under the spectrum Im just- I just dont know exactly what. Like what label I am. Yeah.” His words ended up coming out (heh, coming out) jumbled and unorganized, with him changing his sentence in the middle of another. Which is, dramatic. Especially since he knows Ganke is gay too. But he guesses his best friend didn’t care cause he doesn’t even look up at his bunk when he says “Cool,” like he wasn’t the first person his friend ever came out to. And Miles can’t help it when he laughs.
“You’re so weird,” He says exasperatedly, putting the top half of his body off of his bed and down to face his roomie. “I know. But why are you pointing it out now?” Ganke says blankly as he moves his head so he can see the screen properly. “I just came out to you and you had no reaction!” Miles said even more exasperated, waving his hands around. “I did have a reaction, I said cool. You’re acting like the whole school doesn’t know you’re gay. I just wanted to confirm you know, can’t always trust the things people here say.” He shrugs.
Miles splutters and jumps off his bed fully and grabs Ganke’s shoulders.
“Wait backtrack. People talk about me, and they think I’m gay!?” Miles’s anxiety from before has been heightened by 10 and his will to live just decreased by 40. “Yeah, you’re a strange dude. Once you show up late to class everyday in every class, people get interested. And you’re acting like you’re not the one to tell them you’re gay…” Ganke’s nonchalantness slowly dissipates as he sees Miles anxious state, “Wait are you- DID you tell them??”
Ganke gawks at Miles as he rapidly shakes his head. “No- I didn’t- well,” the world renowned Spider-Man in his universe is left stuttering and fumbling over his words as he starts freaking out. Like genuinely freaking out. Cause apparently while he thought he was the only one figuring himself out everyone has been talking about him and assuming things he didn’t want anyone to assume yet- shit are the people here homophobic? He wouldn’t be surprised if they were to be honest- how many is some people anyway and “You’re the first person I’ve officially told. People always ask and I just change the subject or don’t give a real answer,” he takes a deep breathe and is finally able to finish a sentence, even though his mind is still racing.
“Shit dude.”
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When Ganke asked his roommate if he was gay, he wasn’t expecting much. The truth is that when he asked he was looking for what Miles labeled himself as, more so than if he was gay or straight.
After all, it was obvious to everyone that Hobie and Miles had a thing going on. Their classmates saw it when Hobie stood outside the school so he could shout conversations with Miles from a window until he got escorted out, homophobic strangers see it when they stare at them for being too touchy, even Ganke himself saw it when- well, everytime Hobie came barging through their window to hang out with Miles. Said boys parents had even asked Ganke in secret if Hobie was a good influence or not. (He had ended up vouching for the guy, even if his words didn’t seem to convince them.)
So color him surprised when his roomie had jumped off his bed and basically tackled him to his bed, saying he wasn’t even OUT yet.
“What about Hobie?” He chooses to say, instead of the other million questions he had for the boy. “What about him?” Miles grip on him falters and he lets out a quiet apology as he settles on sitting next to Ganke. “He doesn’t know? You guys seem… close.” Well that’s one way to describe it.
“No. At least I don’t think so. But if everyone else knows he might too,” Miles puts his face in his hands and groans. Ganke is honestly starting to feel bad for the boy.
“Well, will it make you feel better if I tell you that you don’t need to come out to your parents?” He will admit when Miles whipped his head up and starting staring at him wide-eyed he did in fact flinched, if just for the speed the boy did so. “What. Do. You. Mean.” Miles voice is panicked, and funnily enough a little squeaky. “They already think you’re gay. They’ve even asked me about Hobie before.” For a moment, the two boys just stare at each other, one with pity and the other with a look of horror adorning his face.
“Do you mind if I scream in your pillo-“
“Knock yourself out,” he hands over the pillow he had laying against his back and watches as his friend lets out an ear piercing scream that makes him grimace, even if it’s muffled slightly by the pillow. “Damn dude do you need water? It sounded like you put your balls into that,” he says, trying to lighten the mood. “Bro just- I can’t right now,” Miles looks aged as he lets his body fall onto the bed and covers his face with the pillow. “Dude go to your own bed.” “Shh. This is your fault.”
Ganke rolls his eyes as he lays down in the empty space next to Miles, his game long forgotten. And before he knocks out he makes sure to give his friend a sympathetic pat on the back.
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Ganke doesn’t even have time to process anything when he wakes up to the sound of loud banging on his window.
But before he can piss his pants, his eyes adjust and he can see that the psycho banging on the window is none other than his roommates situationship (He’s going to call it as he sees it.) “Yo, wake up your boyfriend is here,” he shakes the boy next to him awake, or tries to until the boy groans and throws his hands off of him. “Mmm.. be quiet,” he mumbles before passing out again, letting out tiny snores. “For the love of- THERES A PUNK FROM A DIFFERENT DIMENSION BANGING ON OUR WINDOW WAITING FOR YOU, WAKE UP,” that seems to get his attention, as he slowly blinks and glances at their window, “Hobie…?” “Yes dude!” Ganke rolls his eyes.
“Oh shit Hobie- hold on I’ll be out there in a sec!” Quickly waking up, Miles scrambles to find his Spider suit and wipe the drool off his mouth, all while mumbling something about “I completely forgot” or “Where’s my shoes!?” Looking at the sight, his friend chuckles and walks over to open the window for the punk. “Yo,” he says but instead of replying Hobie just hums and sits on their bed.
“You know, I was pretty shocked when I got a butcher at you two cuddling in one bed,” the punk says offhandedly while taking a glance at their room, all while Miles chokes on his own spit and Ganke looks over at him confused. “Is that what happened?!” “That’s not what happened.” They both say at the same time. “Nah dude, we weren’t even close to each other or anything. You slept really weird though, doesn’t your back hurt from sleeping all scrunched up like that?” He ends up smoothly changing the topic from its awkward start as he squints at their guest.
What’s up with him today? He’s usually less nonchalant and more calmly chaotic when he comes in the mornings. Or atleast, he’s trying to look nonchalant. Ganke can tell from his the way he’s staying oddly still, with none of his usually snooping and fidgeting, that that’s not the case. The way he’s staring directly at him and not at Miles is also a dead give-away.
Wait.
Is Hobie, a Spider-Man from another universe, the anarchist, Miles’s soon-to-be-boyfriend jealous? Of him? No there’s no way, is there? Nah, no way. He doesn’t seem like the type.
…
It wouldn’t hurt if he tested the theory out though.
“Yo what time you guys heading back?” He tosses Miles one of his shoes as the boy is on the wall trying to get his phone from his top bunk. “I don’t know, why?” Grabbing his phone, he jumps off the wall and grabs his signature bag he uses, filled with his sketchbooks and spray paint.
“Cause I got a controller with your name on it for when you get back. I want to go back to our old Minecraft world, before Minecraft CPS takes our child away.” He smirks as he hears Hobie let out a little “huh” before glancing back at Miles. “Oh my god I completely forgot about Betty! We should be back by- damnit where’s the other shoe!”
Hobie helpfully points at the corner of the room where his shoe is, all while looking curiously at Miles and Ganke, “Thanks! Anyways as I was saying we should be back by 9,” Miles takes a look at himself to make sure he didn’t forget anything before giving a thumbs up to Hobie. “Cool. See you later boo, kiss kiss,” he jokes, making sure to keep note of the way Hobie’s nose scrunches a little. “Love you too bae <3 Hasta luego!” Miles laughs as he hops out the window, followed by a quiet Hobie falling backwards off their window.
Which is, different. Usually he’ll give Ganke a pat on the back or pull his beanie down his face before he goes. To not even get a goodbye is a pretty big deal. And also kinda funny. I mean until now, the guy seemed untouchable, like a bomb could fall down next to him and he would only shrug and put a bandaid over any wound he had. A cool bandaid, mind you. To find out he could be affected by something as little as his crush saying I love you to his roommate as a joke was a surprise.
Not an unwelcome one though.
Hmm… yeah. Ganke’s totally going to play around with this.