"I like you."
Those three words were not unfamiliar to Paris. He had been on the receiving end of those words for so long, and Chester's countless confessions to him only added to the number of times he has heard those words.
Truthfully, Paris always knew that Chester didn't like him platonically. It was obvious. From the way he looks at him, the way he talks to him, the way he laughs and smiles at every little thing that comes from Paris, Chester couldn't make it any more obvious that he harbors romantic feelings for him.
Growing up with a controlling father, Paris always thought that his father will always be the one to decide who he makes friends with and maybe even who he will fall in love with and marry.
Meeting Chester was one of the strangest things that happened in his life.
