Albus was so upset about everything that happened. He didn't know if he was upset about actually sleeping with Scorpius or upset that he'd liked it so much. That it had felt so natural and wonderful and beautiful. As he rode the train, he had a lot of time to think about it. To think about Scorpius and how he'd felt about him when they were younger. How much he'd wanted him.
But, he'd spent two years with Kit. And Scorpius had never said anything about feelings things for him before. Had he always felt this way? But, kit was so perfect for him. They had the same goals. The same drives. They had planned their future out together. They were going to live in a log cabin and have a child together through a surrogate of their choosing. They were going to be famous and love each other.
And then he'd think of Scorpius. His best friend. Someone he'd already spent all of his life with. One of the only people who had ever made him feel comfortable, before Kit had come into the picture, at least. He closed his eyes and stepped off the train.
The bus ride felt even longer and he was worrying his lip so much he thought it may bleed. And sometimes his eyes would start to water when he thought about what he'd say to Kit. Still not sure of what he even wanted to do. And he wasn't sure how Kit would respond. He stood outside of the door for what seemed like forever before he was able to knock on the door.
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