Free Just Stay by Mika Fox

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    "So," he says, his tone considerably lighter, albeit still drunk. That third beer is starting to have quite the effect on him, especially as he swallows down a whole lot more it as he pauses. "You gonna call that girl? Clara?"
    Seb raises his eyebrows in pure surprise.
    "What?" he says, and Evan half-shrugs.
    "Just asking," he says. "She seems into you. Kissing you and giving you her number. Doesn't get much more obvious than that."
    Seb doesn't answer him right away. Evan's words are making him oddly uncomfortable.
    "I don't know," he says, but as he says it, he knows he's lying. He isn't going to call her. He doesn't even want to. It's so far from his mind that he forgot about it until Evan brought it up.
    Seb slowly sits up properly, swinging his legs over the couch's edge, so that he's sitting pretty much next to Evan, except higher up, while Evan stays on the floor.
    "Who are you to tell me that, anyway?" he says jokingly. "When was the last time you hooked up with anyone?"
    It was meant as a joke, seeing as how Evan constantly seems to hook up with girls―that's even how Seb first met him, after all, even the second time around. But Evan just becomes weirdly quiet. Seb frowns, but doesn't push it.
    "Fine," he says. "If you think I should call her, I guess I should."
    "I don't," Evan mutters, and Seb looks down at him.
    "What?" he says, and Evan glances up at him, his eyes getting that glazed look they get when he's been drinking.
    "I don't," he repeats, some odd kind of conviction in his voice, and Seb just stares at him.
    "Why not?" he asks, somehow scared of the answer. Why should Evan even care if he hooks up with Clara, or with anyone, for that matter? Hell, when Clara kissed him at that party, Evan practically gave him a high five.
    But Evan doesn't answer right away. Instead, he looks a bit lost for a moment, as though thinking and trying to come up with an answer. He puts the guitar down on the floor next to him.
    "Maybe she's not good for you," he says, getting up on his knees and swallowing down the last of his beer. He's swaying a bit now, and Seb watches him apprehensively.
    "Not good for me?" he repeats, confused at Evan's odd choice of words. "What's that supposed to mean?"
    Evan sighs, as he moves over so that he's sitting right in front of Seb, on the floor.
    "Just so," he says. Seb frowns.
    "You're not making any sense," he says, suddenly uncomfortably aware of how his heart is speeding up. This is very out of character for Evan, all of it. It doesn't help to know that it's probably almost entirely due to his alcohol intake.
    "Evan?" Seb says, but Evan doesn't answer. Instead, he just moves closer, until he's sitting really close to the couch's edge. The thing is, he moves so that he's sitting between Seb's knees, to get there, and Seb swallows hard.
    This isn't happening. This can't be happening.
    Seb has the intention of saying something, anything, but he feels as though he's completely frozen. He wonders if he looks as terrified as he suddenly feels, and he watches Evan's eyes as they scan his face. While standing on his knees like that, and with Seb slouching slightly as he sits, Evan reaches roughly up to Seb's chin, and he keeps their gazes locked as he places one hand on Seb's leg. He doesn't seem to have done it consciously, but all the same, it makes a hot shiver run through Seb's entire body, heart thumping violently against his ribcage, and he practically flinches.
    Evan is so close, so very close. He's right there. Seb can smell him, can feel how that touch burns hot through his jeans... And how he's suddenly getting the most embarrassing and unexpected hard-on, because of it.
    "Evan," he breathes, as though that might stop the whole thing and get him away from this terrifying, exhilarating situation. But it doesn't. Instead, he just lets out a quiet gasp as Evan reaches up and kisses him.
    Seb has never kissed a guy. Girls, yes, several times, despite his socially awkward