When the words of the new comer finally sinked in, the two who was holding each other looked down and saw their compromising position.
Adam was holding Hardin's shoulders with both hands while Hardin was clasping Adam's both sides of the face with his hands. From an outsider's perspective, they looked like a couple who was about to kiss. It didn't helped that both of them were both flushed from their strenuous actions earlier.
After looking down, the two were panick-striken and scrambled to get away from each other.
"Ew, ew!", "Fuck no!" shouted the two respectively.
"Sirs! Keep your voice down!" stated the patrol.
"Mr. Patrol! You are very wrong! I'm not gay! Look at this face! This is God's greatest artwork! No woman can resist this miracle!" shrieked Hardin miserably then thought to himself, 'To hell with this night! I almost died then now someone called me gay! Can't he see my masculinity?!'
"Sir you are wrong! We aren't like that! I'm straight!" denied Adam vehemently.
