James didn't understand what was wrong with him. He'd gone to bar to try and find someone to hook up with and he'd kissed a few blokes, trying them out, but none of them had really interested him. Eventually he'd settled on a blond boy who kind of reminded him of Cepheus and they'd had sex in the back room, but it wasn't... it just wasn't very good.
He came back to the flat after the failure of a hookup and pulled open the door to the smell of burnt food. He glanced at Cepheus sitting by the table, doing his best not to tell him he knew he'd fucked Xavier again and he didn't approve. "Did you cook something?"
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