A gathered his boyfriend into his arms. Ever since B had moved in, he'd been having constant nightmares. It was justified, too, as he'd almost been burned alive in a house fire. The boy's whimpers quieted, and he snuggled into A's chest.
I don't get why people put 'gay' infront of everything. Love is love no matter what. I can't wait 'til the day people wont call it a 'gay couple' but just a 'couple', a 'gay marriage' but just a 'marriage'. Praying for it to happen.