Written on a whim for no reason at all. (While half-paying attention to Mr. Peden talking.)
It was an unusual clash of personalities, a pair that seemed so strange in how they worked. There was no definable ’dominant’ or ’submissive’ for them but, oddly, this was not a problem. They did not seem bothered by it, which was obvious enough. Somehow, they just were. To those around them it made no sense that they were together at all and, even to them, it was strange. It was indescribable. Unexplainable. It just was (maybe that was the reason it ended). Now…? Now it was like a way to learn for both of them. Sort of as if it was trial-and-error learning to set them up for a relationship of a different sort. When the younger had learned of that one…there had been smiles and assurances of "You’re ready now. You’ll be fine. You know that, right?” The elder had smiled in response. Yes, he was ready for this. Yes, this was right.
”I like him, he’s cute.”
“You can’t have him.”
“Oh darn. Here I was hoping…”
“Yeah, I bet you were.” Grin.
Laughter."Hey, love.”
“Hm?”
“I think this one will work.”
“…Me, too.”
“Hey, babe.”
“What?”
“Are you happy?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m glad.”
“…Thank you.”
Smile.“So, what’s his name again?”
“Shane.”
“Shane, huh?”
“Yeah.”
“Cute.”
“Yeah.”