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I'm obsessed with writing Tristan's pov ?
Tristan
"Okay, I dare you..... to do a lip-sync and dance to Beyonce's 'love on top'," I dared him, trying not to smirk. He looks up at me with a smile slowly forming on his lips.
Hmm...? That is not the reaction I expected...
"Okay! " Jesse said smiling. I raised my eyebrows in confusion.
"Okay?" I asked in disbelief.
"Yeah..... I might be shy, but I'm a die-hard Beyonce fan and I'm good at dancing too." He said with a proud smile.
I smirked. "Okay, I'll turn on the song. " I said before I put the song on.
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Okay.....It was a mistake. I shouldn't have dared him to do that.
He's not bad..... actually he's really good at this. He really knows how to dance. But seeing him dancing to it with only wearing a shirt is messing with my brain. I can't concentrate when he does all those leg movements. What the heck is happening to my brain!?
He's a combination of cute and sexy. Am I the first person seeing him like this? If he was like this with everyone, people would fight for him. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't even realize he finished it.
"So.... How was it? " Jesse asked, scratching the back of his neck.
"G-Good, It was good..." I gave him a smile. Why the hell am I stuttering!?
"Truth or dare?" He asked me, smiling. He's really into it now, isn't he?
"Dare," I said proudly, causing him to smirk.
"I dare you to give me a piggyback ride around the house. " He said like an excited kid.
Huh.. That's easy.
"That's easy, Get on," I said, turning my back towards him.
"Okay! " Jesse beamed before he jumped on my back. "Off you go!" He said, pointing to the front.
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I take that back! It's not easy. My hands are on his thighs. It feels so soft. I'm so tempted to squeeze them.
This is messing with my brain.
Finally, we reached the living room after the piggy ride. Jesse was wiggling around like a baby in my hands. He was going to fall but luckily I caught him before that. He let out a gasp when I caught him.
Good lord! Is that his butt that I grabbed?! It feels so plump. I don't want to let go.
My hands involuntarily squeezed his butt cheeks. I heard him gasp on my shoulder as his hands gripped the hoodie I'm wearing.
As I realized what I did, I let him down. Jesse awkwardly stepped back. Holy s**t!! Why did I just do that?!
"I-I'm sorry, I-"
"It's okay...Let's just continue playing...." He cut me off halfway. I nodded and followed him without protest.
"So...truth or dare?" I asked scratching the back of my neck.
"Umm...truth." He said after thinking.
I thought about what I wanted to ask him. I remember Jake telling me he's gay. Is he really? He never said anything about it. I wanted to know but what if he feels uncomfortable?
Fuck it! I'm going to ask him. What can I say? I'm a curious person.
"Umm....Jesse.....Are you gay? "
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