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This day started like any other day. Guy-Man went to work, spent a boring day at the office and couldn't wait to get home to just spend a chill evening in the company of beer and netflix but of course, when you finally have some time for yourself, something has to happen. Just when he was getting home he got a call from his friend Pedro telling that he had a car accident with Thomas.

"I'm fine, all I have is a broken arm b-but Thomas hit his head and hasn't woken up yet." Pedro said with a somber tone of voice.

Guy-Manuel felt as if the ground collapsed under his feet. Thomas had an accident?! Of course he got to the hospital as quickly as possible. After he got to the hospital and asked the receptionist about Thomas' room, he noticed a bit bruised Pedro with his left arm in a holder, standing on the hospital's corridor in front of Thomas' room.

"Pedro! What happened?! How is Thomas and are you okay, too?!" As soon as he got closer to the taller man, the questions left his mouth. He had to know everything! Pedro sighed.

"Yeah, I'm fine as I said. Don't worry about me." He stopped for a second and slowly touched his hair. "Thomas will be fine too I think, he just woke up."

"He did?!" Guy-Man breathed a sigh of relief. "Can I go inside to see him?"

"No, I don't think so. There's a doctor inside checking him." Guy-Man nodded with worry. He really hoped that his friend was well. He can't imagine something very bad and serious happening to the ever optimistic man. "How it happened anyway? Who was driving?" He asked Pedro once again who was now sitting in one of the chairs on the hospital's corridor.

"Thomas was driving but it wasn't his mistake. Some fucker failed yielding the right of way and hit us." He said with a sigh. Just then after a few moments the doors of the room opened and the doctor went out. Pedro got up from the chair and at the same time as Guy-Man approached the man in the white attire.

"How is he?" They both asked. The doctor looked at both of them.

"Mr. Bangalter is awake and his state is stable. So far there's not really any bad signs but he needs to rest." Both men sighed in relief.

"Can we see him?" Guy-Man asked eager to see his friend. The doctor slowly nodded. "Yeah, it should be fine but it will be a short visit. Now if you excuse me." He said and left the men.

Both entered the room and Guy-Man's breath hitched at the sight of his friend lying on the big hospital's bed. His face and body covered in bruises and head in a ruff to keep him still. There was a nurse standing next to his bed who stopped Thomas when he abruptly tried to sit up at the sight of Guy-Manuel. “Mr. Bangalter please, don't move.” Thomas huffed but still grinned at Guy-Man who got closer.

"Guy-Man I'm so glad to see you." His voice and face full of emotions. He looked at the long haired man as if he was very thankful to the every force above for having a chance to see him again. Guy-Man gulped.

"Thomas. My God, I should be the one saying that." He took the chair and sat next to the bed. He looked up at the nurse who was leaving them alone and was glad to have some privacy. Thomas still looked at him with this emotional expression though. "How do you feel?"

"Much better now when I see you." Guy-Man blushed. Why did Thomas suddenly act like that towards him? Sure, they were good friends but... Then suddenly Thomas took his hand and brought it to his lips. Just when Guy-Man felt the softness of his lips on his hand, he abruptly took it off from Thomas' soft grasp and stood up. What the fuck was going on? He stared shocked at the curly haired man who now looked hurt and sad.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I-I just want to t-touch y-you. There's no one here except for us and Pedro! D-do we really need to still h-hide it?!" Thomas stuttered with a hurt expression. Guy-Man didn't like to see this expression on his friend's face but he was too shocked by his words to care about it now. Pedro stared at both of them with raised brows.

"Hide what?" Guy-Man questioned back, annoyed. He wasn't sure if he really wanted to know the answer.

"That we are dating! That we are boyfriends! I'm tired of keeping it a secret Guy-Man..." He said looking at the ceiling with a somber expression. The shorter man felt as if the ground collapsed under his feet for the second time this day.

"B-but Thomas. We really are not.." He whispered desperately. Thomas looked at him with a hurt expression. It seemed to Guy-Man that the other man had teary eyes. He hated that he seemed to be the cause of that but what was he supposed to do?! They really weren't dating! He wasn't gay! He was clueless where Thomas got this idea.

"How can you deny it?!" Thomas said with confusion and hurt written all over his face.

"Hey guys! Calm down, okay?" Pedro then joined their exchange. He got closer to the Guy-Man and touched his back in a friendly way with his healthy hand. "It's all okay, alright? You know that I don't have anything against gay relationships. You don't have to hide it at all from me." Pedro took his hand and stared straight into the shorter man's eyes. "You can stop it now, Guy-Man." He gaped at Pedro while opening and closing his mouth like a fish.

"What the fuck?!" He shouted annoyed. Did Pedro really think that he and Thomas could be together for real?! No, no, no. He was too tired of this shit.

"Whatever! I'm off of this circus!" He quickly left the room and didn't care about Pedro's calling him back. He needed some air. He needed to think. Guy-Man nearly ran outside and looked around him.

He noticed the bench nearby so he sat there. He put his head in his hands and wondered what the fuck was going on. This wasn't how he planned this day! First the accident and finding out that his best friend was hurt, then the said friend waking up from coma thinking that they're a couple. Saying that Guy-Man was confused as hell was an understatement.

"Oh god, here you are.." He looked up at hearing Pedro who said it out of breath. Was he running?

"What are you doing? You were in an accident too! Aren't you supposed to lie too or something?" For this whole time he thought mainly about Thomas but Pedro was hurt in this accident after all too. He felt like such a shit friend at that moment... Pedro shook his head and sat next to him.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me." He stopped for a moment and rubbed the back of his head.

"So uh, you and Thomas..." Guy-Man scoffed at him.

"Once again there's no me and Thomas! We are just friends for fuck's sake!" Pedro looked at him carefully.

"Are you sure? Because that'd make quite a bit of sense if you were..."

"What?!" He asked shocked. What about him and Thomas being a gay couple made sense?! Has Pedro lost his mind too?! The taller man huffed.

"Just thinking loud.. So you really are not?"

"That's what I'm trying to say for god knows how long! We aren't a couple. Never were and never will. I don't know where Thomas got this idea..." He said frustrated. Pedro looked at him straight in the eyes as if he was searching something there and nodded slowly.

"Okay, that's pretty strange then. We have to talk to his doctor I guess." Guy-Man shrugged. That's probably a good idea. Maybe the doctor will have some explanation for all of this.

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"...So you're saying that Mr. Bangalter is convinced that you're in a relationship when in reality you are not?" Doctor asked slowly to make sure he understood it correctly. Guy-Man nodded.

"I'm not gay and we are just friends. We never had this sort of relationship. Then he just wakes up from a coma and thinks we're boyfriends.” He said embarrassed. Does he really need to talk aloud about all of this? He sighed. Whatever, Thomas still is his friend and he needs to talk about this to help him. Doctor hummed and wrote something down on his documents.

"Well, it looks like Mr. Bangalter has a form of amnesia."

"Amnesia? But doesn't amnesia work that you forget things? Not make them up?" He asked, confused. Doctor looked at him and nodded.

"Yes, it does but not always. There's plenty of cases when people suffer from amnesia and have some sort of new memories. That's how the brain can work. In order to fill in the memory gaps, the brain is able to make up scenarios that have never happened" He said and scribbled some more in his notes. Guy-Man gulped in shock. Jesus Christ, was it really possible?

"Is it permanent?" Pedro asked carefully. The doctor stopped writing and looked at them once again.

"No. It should last a maximum of a few days. Maybe even hours, if we are lucky. Or weeks if we are not." He mumbled the last part. "His brain needs time to recover, of course and he needs to rest, to relax. Have as little stress as possible." Guy-Man had a bad feeling in what direction it went.

Nonetheless he still asked. "And what does it exactly mean?" He said with a little voice. The doctor sighed.

"I'd suggest you to... play along for a while with your friend's new "memories"". The long haired man gaped at him, shocked. What did he do to deserve this? Was it really necessary?

"B-but if I don't then what?" Doctor once again sighed.

"Then it'll cause a lot of stress to Mr. Bangalter and that could damage his recovery heavily. It could even cause him to be stuck in his false memories forever." Both Pedro and Guy-Man looked at the man in shock. The shorter man felt as if he was going to be sick. Is it really possible?

Oh my God. What? What the fuck?

But he has to help his friend! He has no doubt that Thomas would help him if the roles were reversed because that's how great of a friend Thomas is!

He has to get a grip and do it for the sake of their friendship. After a few days when Thomas recovers they'll just joke about it and it'll all get back to normal. It surely will, right?

Guy-Man cleared his throat. "O-okay, I'll do it." He said quietly and heard Pedro sighing with what seemed like a relief.

"Excellent. That surely will help your friend." The doctor smiled at him and continued writing the documents.

"When will Thomas be able to leave the hospital?" Pedro asked meanwhile.

"We need to stay him overnight to be sure of his stable state but tomorrow should be fine."

As they left the doctor's office Guy-Man was still quite confused, however he was sure that he made a good decision. They both sat on the hospital's chairs.

"You made a good decision, Guy-Man." Pedro said as if he was agreeing with his thoughts and patted the man's back. Guy-Man sighed and suddenly thought about how he left the other man's room. Oh God..

"How is Thomas anyway? I acted like quite an asshole back then.. Totally not a good sort of a boyfriend." He ran a hand across his face. "I probably should go check on him, right? And apologize... and make him believe that everything is all good. That's it, if he still doesn't hate me..." He really wanted to scream right now. Pedro sighed.

"He was quite shocked and crushed back then. He totally didn't understand why you acted like that so yeah, you should rather apologize." He rubbed the back of his head and continued. "Although it's totally not your fault. You had no idea what's going on and why he acts like that."

"Yeah..." Guy-Man mumbled and could feel the beginning of a headache. What a great fucking day... He looked at his friend who still was a bit bruised although much less than Thomas. "Go home, you should rest."

"You sure? Don't you need any sort of assistance with your boyfriend?" He teased but still it was visible how tired the man was. Guy-Man groaned and narrowed eyes at him.

"For fuck's sake... It's still Thomas! We have known each other since forever. I should manage somehow." Pedro chuckled.

"Good for you that he's still all in bed and can't move too much. Won't be in a mood for any sort of dirty stuff probably." Guy-Man shot him a look. Fucking hell! Can this man shut up?

"Okay, okay! I'm shutting my mouth." He stood up and once again looked at the man. "Good luck though, you'll probably need it. Be easy on him, okay? Think about the doctor's words; he doesn't need any stress. Let him believe his false memories for now." Guy-Man nodded and looked at his own hands in the lap. "I'm going anyway, give me a call when you get home. See you." He saluted with his healthy hand and walked away.

Guy-Manuel groaned and looked around. It was evening, the corridor was pretty much empty except for some nurses sometimes walking around. Fucking hell, it really wasn't how he imagined this evening.

He patted his cheeks in order to wake him up somehow. He noticed that he was absolutely tired. No wonder, who wouldn't be after such a day? But he needed to get a grip and face Thomas. Make him believe that he's his boyfriend.

He stood up and slowly walked towards his friend's room. He rather felt like he was going to the beheading and Guy-Manuel felt guilty as hell because he never felt like that about Thomas. That's his best friend after all. The kind of friend he knew he could trust and count on.

He stopped with a sigh in front of Thomas' doors. He's going to do this, he's going to help his friend.

Guy-Man knocked on the door.

There's no turning back now.

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Guy-Man hesitantly opened the door and slowly entered the hospital room. Thomas lied in bed without any move and it seemed like he was sleeping. However as he got closer to his bed, Thomas' eyes suddenly opened. It startled Guy-Man.

"Oh. I thought you are sleeping." He said quietly while he was standing next to the bed. God, he felt so awkward. Thomas briefly looked at him and then continued staring at the ceiling.

"I'm not." The younger man mumbled. Guy-Man sighed. Cool, now Thomas seemed to give him a silent treatment. How lovely.

He sat on the chair next to the bed and cleared his throat. "I'm sorry Thomas." He said honestly because he knew he acted as an asshole. The other man remained silent.

"I-I was quite shocked, alright? First finding out that you were in an accident and in coma..." He stared at hands in his lap. "And the thought that something serious could happen to you..." He was honest about that. He seriously couldn't imagine if something terrible happened to his friend. How would he react then? "And when you showed affection towards me in front of Pedro, I wasn't ready for that. I panicked." He said hopeful that Thomas would believe it and forgive him. He dared to look up at Thomas and saw that he stared at him. His expression was still rather sad but he didn't look that angry anymore. Then Guy-Man decided to make a move and play a decent boyfriend for the sake of another man. He took Thomas' hand and touched it nearly tenderly. This he could do. The aspect of touching Thomas wasn't completely that new to Guy-Man. After all Thomas was quite a touchy kind of person, especially when drunk so he's a bit used to this. He can manage it. Thomas' eyes softened at this and he cleared his throat.

"It s-still was an asshole move. How could you deny us being together? Maybe I'd understand it if it was in front of a stranger or someone like that but it was only Pedro..." He said and his voice nearly cracked. Fucking hell, he can't make Thomas cry! What was he supposed to do?! 

"I'm sorry, okay? Forgive me, please. I was an asshole and I panicked like a right idiot but I won't be like that anymore, I promise. You'll get home tomorrow and I'll take care of you..." He babbled quickly, having nearly no idea what he exactly was talking about. Did he just tell him that he's gonna take him home and take care of him? Oh God... He didn't even know if in Thomas' false world they lived together! But even if they weren't, he as a proper boyfriend should take care of him, he guessed... Thomas' expression once again softened and he brought Guy-Man's hand to his lips. This time the shorter man didn't draw it back. He kissed it softly and Guy-Man's breath hitched.

"Okay, if you promise..." He looked at him with a small smile. "Just please, don't do it again." 

"I w-won't." Guy-Man wasn't sure what he was getting himself into but he wanted to keep this promise. He didn't want to be the cause of Thomas' hurt. Thomas nodded and sighed. 

"It's pretty late, isn't it? I thought you went home..." He said this time not looking at Guy-Man. The long haired man huffed.

"I was talking with your doctor. You should be able to go home by tomorrow." Thomas perked up at this.

"Really? That's good. I hate hospitals and can't wait to be back home with you." Guy-Man gulped. So maybe they lived together in Thomas' world after all...

"And how do you feel anyway?" He changed the subject. Thomas made a motion like he tried to shrug.

"Alright. Just have a bit of a headache and I'm quite sleepy." Guy-Man at the mention of sleep yawned. He felt quite the same. Thomas grinned.

"Damn, me too."

"Go home. It was a hard day for you." He said softly. Guy-Man huffed.

"Hard? Maybe but you are the one lying here. If you need me I can stay here for a bit." He shrugged and blushed a bit. He really had to be a good friend. Thomas yawned as well and chuckled.

"I'm gonna be okay. I'm sleepy as hell." Guy-Man looked at him. This time Thomas resembled more his usual self - except for the bruises but at least he didn't look sad anymore.

"Alright then. If you're sure." He stood up and looked around the room. He felt once again a bit awkward. "Uhh. So see you tomorrow I guess?" Thomas however grabbed his hand again and looked at him expectantly. Guy-Man raised a brow.

"C'mon don't you give a goodbye smooch to your boyfriend?" Thomas said cheekily. The shorter man coughed. Oh fuck, right. Partners show affection to each other. He leaned down to Thomas and pecked his cheek. The younger man raised brows at him.

"That's all? You could do much better." Guy-Man blushed and then Thomas grabbed him by his shirt and brought their lips together. Guy-Man's eyes widened. It lasted only a few seconds and it was only a lips kiss but it still made the shorter man blush furiously. Thomas stopped and grinned at him. "Now I can sleep in peace. Goodnight." Guy-Man shakily smiled at him.

"G-goodnight, Thomas."

The next morning Guy-Man woke up groggily. He stared blankly for a few minutes at the ceiling of his bedroom, still feeling rather drowsy. At this moment the events of the last day seemed like a strange dream.

Thomas hit his head and woke up thinking they're boyfriends.

Haha, that's funny. He has to tell this to Thomas, they'll surely have a good laugh!

But he won't because it isn't a damn dream. That's a very fucked up reality.

He wondered what it'd be if Thomas was in a relationship right now with someone for real and still woke up thinking that he and Guy-Man were together. Or if Guy-Man wasn't a single one and had to explain this to a girlfriend oh honey, don't worry! I just have to play along with Thomas' weirdass false memories and act as his boyfriend. Sure we kissed but it was only an act! Then that'd be awkward. Guy-Man screamed frustrated into the pillow. Why did such a kind of shit happen to him? He ran his hand across the face and turned around to take his phone from the nightstand to check the time. Oh fucking fuck! He was supposed to wake up 30 minutes ago. He jumped out quickly from bed. Time to start another shitty day...

After another dull day of work Guy-Man got a call from Pedro reminding him that he should pick up Thomas from the hospital. Thank you very much, like he wasn't thinking about this pretty much all day! First though he went to Thomas' flat. Thank God they exchanged keys to their flats a long time ago in case of an emergency and it definitely counted like this. Guy-Man had to take some clothes for Thomas to change. After all, he had only clothes from the accident and spent the last 24 hours in the hospital gown. He realized then that he probably should have sneaked in some of his clothes here too if Thomas thinks that they live together but luckily he should have few old shirts and sweats somewhere around here as he crashed at Thomas' couch plenty of times.

As he got to the hospital and entered Thomas' room, he found the doctor talking with his friend there. The moment he went in, Thomas immediately smiled at him as if he was his sunshine. Oh god. Guy-Man cleared his throat.

"Bonjour." He said quietly to both men. "How are you feeling?" Thomas shrugged.

"Pretty good. Just a bit tired but the doctor says I'm fine to go." The doctor nodded and looked at Guy-Man.

"That's right. Everything seems to be fine. Just please, rest and take a few free days." The long haired man wanted to snort. Everything fine. Yeah, sure. "Also remember to come to us if you notice something worrisome. Hitting a head is always a serious thing." He said deliberately. Both men nodded and Guy-Man hoped it wouldn't be necessary. God, he really needed Thomas to get back to normal as quickly as possible.

When the doctor left the room, Guy-Man stood in the middle of the room awkwardly. Once again feeling a bit stiff and not sure how to act with this Thomas when they were left alone. He cleared his throat. "Uhh I brought your clothes by the way." The tall man got up from bed carefully. His moves were still rather slow as he was quite bruised here and there and took the bag from Guy-Man's hand with a smile.

"Thank you." He suddenly kissed his cheek. A little bit too close to Guy-Man's lips for his liking. "Can't wait to be back home with you." The shorter man blushed and looked away, he couldn't stare into Thomas' eyes. Damn Thomas and his soft touches! He didn't really need to know how affectionate Thomas could be as a partner! He could easily live a whole life without that information...

The ride to Thomas' flat was a bit of a return to normalcy though. Thomas was chatty as ever and it all seemed as if they were normal friends again. Guy-Man was glad of that. After the strange events of yesterday and today, it was like a deep breath of fresh air. When they got home, Guy-Man ordered some food. He was hungry as hell and guessed that Thomas wouldn't object either. He sat on the couch with a groan and closed his eyes. He felt the taller man sitting next to him but he didn't say anything. That was good. He could use a bit of silence. After a few minutes he heard Thomas sighing, he opened one eye and looked at the taller man who stared at him. He looked at him quite... longingly? Guy-Man gulped. He felt like another man was going to confess his love for Guy-Man in a moment and he definitely wasn't ready for this sort of stuff!

When he was opening his mouth to say anything, just anything to stop it he heard the doorbell. He sighed with relief. "Uhhh. Must be the food. I'm gonna get it." Thomas looked down at his hands in the lap and nodded. "Sure."

After they ate in a fairly decent atmosphere, Guy-Man went to wash the dishes. He hated it but he couldn't leave it to Thomas - as he normally would, by the way. He had to rest plus he promised to take care of him after all. When he was just finishing he could feel Thomas getting closer and eventually standing just behind him to wrap his arms around Guy-Man's waist.

The shorter man stopped the washing. This is normal, this is normal. He repeated to himself. Partners do such stuff all the time and he had to act that everything is fine! Then he could feel Thomas' mouth near his neck and ear.

"Stop this. I want you in bed." He said softly and started giving little kisses to Guy-Man's neck. The shorter man felt as if he was going to faint. God help him! If someone told him a week ago that he'd let a man kiss him, he'd call them mental. Although he guessed that it could be worse. That's not any man after all, that's Thomas... And he had to admit that Thomas was pretty good at this. He closed his eyes and without thinking arched his back and turned his head to give Thomas better access to his neck. He could hear the younger man sighing behind him. Thomas bent his knees a little, Guy-Man’s ass now grinding against Thomas’ crotch. Then the taller man grabbed Guy-Man by the hips and pulled him closer, his nose in his friend’s hair. Guy-Man's eyes shot open.

Wait, what? What the hell is he doing?! That's so gay, man!

But he was horrified to find himself thinking that it all felt quite... good actually. Fucking hell. He blamed it all at him being touch starved. It has been nearly weeks since he got laid. It was a natural reaction! There was no other explanation.

He could feel Thomas grind once again his crouch against his ass and he decided that fuck, it was enough! He cleared his throat and tried to get out of Thomas' grasp. They both were flushed and stared at each other with wide eyes. "I-I'm pretty sleepy. Gotta go to b-bed." Guy-Man said embarrassed while turning his eyes away from Thomas.

The taller man nodded and kissed his cheek. "S-sure. I'm gonna take a shower first though." He said and quickly disappeared to the bathroom. Guy-Man didn't really want to think what else his friend could do there except showering.

He went to Thomas' bedroom which was temporarily their bedroom and changed his clothes to sleep. Fucking hell, they really are going to sleep in one bed! He thought for a moment about possible excuses to just go sleep on the couch but that'd be very suspicious and Thomas can't be stressed anyways. Wouldn't be the first time they slept in one bed though but this now is totally different as never before Thomas thought that they were a couple and therefore never tried to make a move on Guy-Man.

He often slept naked but it wasn't probably the best idea right now so he left his underwear on and put on an old t-shirt as well. He crawled under the sheets and hoped that he could just pretend to have fallen asleep before Thomas came back. He was tired but his mind kept dwelling about everything that happened. He still could feel Thomas' touches on him. Oh god. He internally groaned. Do not think about that! He really needed to get laid, god damnit.

What a hell of a day. One big rollercoaster of emotions.

After a few minutes of just lying and fighting with his thoughts he heard Thomas coming out of the bathroom. He quietly walked around the room for a bit and then lied down next to Guy-Man. The shorter man lied with his back turned to him but still his mind was completely occupied by the fact that he could feel the warmth radiating off of Thomas' body. He could hear Thomas sighing and then whispering. "Goodnight, mon cher."

That's gonna be a long night...

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First time in a very long time Guy-Man was thankful that he could spend half of a day at work. At least he could stay away from this all for a bit and just focus on other things...

When he woke up earlier that day, he found himself lying very damn close to Thomas. Their legs pretty much tangled together and his head resting on Thomas' chest. He had no fricking idea how they ended up like that! He also tried to ignore his thoughts saying how good it felt to be in his friend's arms...

It felt quite blissful, really it did till his brain finally woke up from his sleep haze and noticed that something noticeably hard was poking him into his thigh. His eyes shot open immediately. It got even worse when he noticed that he himself was hard too! Fucking morning wood... So after this embarrassing incident which probably wasn't noticed by the other man as he slept soundly, thank all heavens above, he tried to free himself from Thomas' grasp as quickly but also quietly as possible.

Now he was sitting at a café during his lunch break and contemplated his life.

"Earth to Guillaume." He glared at his coworker Julian saying his full name. "Ha! That finally got your attention." Guy-Man sneered. "What's up though? For the last few days you seem to act a bit weird, well, weirder than usual at least." Guy-Man shot him another stern look and continued eating his now a bit cold food. Julian chuckled and then looked at him seriously. "I'm asking for real. What's going on?"

Guy-Man sighed. This whole Thomas situation was really bothering him, for the last two days that was all what he was thinking about, for fuck's sake. No wonder that his friend noticed that something was going on. He guessed that he probably should tell him what it was all about. He felt like he was getting insane if he kept these emotions inside him without telling anyone.

"Thomas had an accident." He said quietly. Julian's eyes widened.

"Thomas? Your Thomas?" Guy-Man tried to ignore the your part. Since when Thomas was his?! "Is he good? What happened?"

"He had a car accident but he left the hospital already. Doctors say that his condition is stable but not really an accident per se is bothering me..."

Then he told Julian everything. Well, of course he left some details but still told how Thomas woke up thinking that they're boyfriends, how he tried to kiss him and how it freaked Guy-Man out and how he has to live with the man now. At the end of the rant, Julian had his both brows raised.

"Whoa man. I've to admit, that's fucking crazy." He shook his head and took a sip from his coffee. Guy-Man snorted. Like he didn't know that! Julian stared past him as if he was thinking hard. "Did you wonder why in the first place Thomas could have these specific false memories?" The shorter man stared at him blankly. The other continued. "What I mean is why did he suddenly wake up thinking you're boyfriends? I know that's his brain is fucking with him right now and all but I guess these false memories had to have some roots, don't you think?" He said with a raised brow. Guy-Man furrowed his brows. Where was his friend going with this?

"Wait, wait. Are you saying that Thomas could think about us as a couple even before the accident?" He asked, puzzled. What? That's nonsense! They never had any sort of romantic relationship! "B-but we never were into each other!" Julian rolled his eyes.

"Maybe you never were into him but how can you know that he wasn't into you either? Maybe he always had a thing for you unconsciously - or maybe totally consciously, I don't know but maybe his brain is just sort of projecting his fantasies or whatever." He shrugged.

Guy-Man stared at him with an open mouth. Could it be possible? Did Thomas ever think about them as something more than friends? Now he tried to recall any memories that could confirm this theory. Sure, Thomas was often with him pretty touchy feely and they spent a lot of time with each other but isn't it normal among good friends?

What about Thomas' sexual orientation though? Guy-Man was straight but it was a bit different with his friend. Even though Guy-Man saw Thomas mostly with girls, there were sometimes some guys too. He rarely saw them but he knew there were. Guy-Man particularly remembered how in high school Thomas had a crush on some guy. He recalled how Thomas acted pretty weird back then. Guy-Man after weeks of putting up with the younger boy's strange behavior, finally made him tell what was going on. He still remembered how Thomas was embarrassed to tell him that he had a crush on a guy. Guy-Man was curious as hell who the lucky boy was but Thomas, no matter what, didn't want to tell him.

Now also another random memory got into his head. Some time ago Guy-Man, Thomas and Pedro were together at a club. He recalled how he got to the bar to find tipsy Thomas flirting with a short, dark and long haired guy who seemed to be a bit too much alike as Guy-Man. Pedro kept teasing him for days how Thomas apparently must have a type. Guy-Man didn't think much of this. Until now. He put his head in hands.

"Fuck, you might have a point." Julian shrugged.

"Maybe yes, maybe no. I'm not the specialist if it comes to the human brain but either way I think that when Thomas recovers, you two ought to sit down and have an honest talk." Guy-Man swallowed. He had a point but he was pretty afraid to learn about stuff like that. After all, sometimes it's better to leave some things unspoken...

After a few hours he got back to Thomas' flat to find him lying on the couch and watching some random shit on tv. Okay, that was pretty normal so far.

"Hi! How was your day?" Thomas asked cheerfully as soon as he noticed Guy-Man. He sat up and Guy-Man took a place next to him. He shrugged.

"Was alright. Yours?" Thomas shrugged.

"Mine t-too. Was kinda boring here without y-you though." Oh cool, it started. "It sucked to wake up without you in bed." He sighed. Guy-Man just stayed silent. What the hell was he supposed to say? Oh yeah, Thomas my honey, how I missed you too! Sure, he missed him but not like that!

He swore, it'll be a miracle if he won't go crazy these days...

"You know, I thought we could maybe go out tomorrow? It's a Friday after all. Have dinner or something. We could make a date out of this? We haven't been to one for so long..." Guy-Man's eyes widened a bit at that. A fucking date? They haven't been to one for long? They have never been to one together! At this point the shorter man was very close to snapping and telling the truth to the other but still something stopped him. He'll recover faster, the more you play along! He ran a hand across his face. You have to do this for him!

"I-I don't know, Thomas. Shouldn't you just stay and rest instead?" Yeah, go into this direction! He looked at Thomas and could see how his eyes dropped to the floor. He didn't look too happy.

"B-but I'm all fine! I feel really good, no need for that and anyway, I just want to repay you in some way. You have been taking good care of me, I don't want you to feel like you have to stay with me at home for the whole time or something." Guy-Man internally groaned. He'd prefer staying in and watching shitty b-movies for a whole night than that for sure. But he had to agree, hadn't he? He sighed.

"Ehhh, sure. We can go out if you want..." Thomas immediately grinned. He got closer to Guy-Man and gave him a peck on the lips. Goddamnit!

"We'll have a lot of fun, darling." He said with a cheeky smile. Guy-Man swallowed. He wasn't sure about that...

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The next day Guy-Man was quite anxious. Well, nothing really new as he has been anxious for the last few days but this day the feeling of anxiety was even stronger. All because of Thomas' promise of going out for a date. Date with Thomas, you get it? Fucking date! Calm down, calm down, soon it'll come to the end and everything will be back to normal. You're doing it for his health! Really, only these words that he repeated in his mind again and again, kept him from going crazy.

So as he got back from work to Thomas' flat, the man greeted him with a grin and asked if Guy-Man still was up for going out. The urge to decline was truly strong but still, he agreed. For his friend's sake of course!

Later in the evening both men found themselves in one of the countless Parisian restaurants. Honestly at first it was all fairly normal, Thomas took him to the place where they have eaten plenty of times before and really Guy-Man couldn't be more grateful for that.

He didn't know what he would do if Thomas took him to some utterly romantic kind of place, the kind of place where you can meet couples being disgustingly in love, living the cliché during their dream trip to Paris. Point for the Thomas that he wasn't as fucking cheesy when in love.

Anyway, they were there and were eating their meal during which they had quite a normal conversation as well. Thomas asked him about his day and later on talked about some obscure movies which was such an ordinary thing for Thomas to talk about that Guy-Man nearly forgot about this whole issue but...

Well, there always has to be some but, right? But, at some point when their meal was nearly finished Thomas gently grabbed Guy-Man's hand and brought it to his lips to kiss it softly. Guy-Man swallowed hard and held back the urge to take off his hand from the soft grasp.

"Thank you for coming, Guy-Man. I really needed that." He said with a gentle smile and oh man, Guy-Man's heart beat a tiny bit faster at how tender the other man was. He shrugged, trying to play cool.

"How could I not do that?" He softly asked while Thomas put their linked hands on the table. "Thank you for inviting me, Thomas..." Guy-Man murmured and looked around if anyone looked at them. Oh, for fuck's sake could he stop being so paranoid?! No one gave a fuck about two dudes holding hands...

"Yeah." Thomas softly laughed under his breath and then turned his gaze from Guy-Man, staring at the table. "But, I-I don't know. It's just..." He deeply sighed. "You seem to act kind of... off these days. Distant..." He quietly murmured and Guy-Man frowned. Well... From Thomas' perspective it probably looked like that indeed but what the hell was he supposed to do to not seem distant? Get fucked? Ha...

He swallowed hard and decided to play dumb.

"Me distant? Dunno what you're talking about..." He took his hand from Thomas' hold and grabbed the fork to take a bite of his meal and next take a big sip of wine. Fucking wine, he needed something way stronger than that... Thomas sighed.

"That's what I'm talking about. You shut down, you don't tell me what's wrong, meanwhile trying to act as if everything was fine. Y-You think that I didn't notice how tense you're whenever I'm touching you?" He huffed with a serious expression and Guy-Man deeply sighed. Fucking hell! It was going so well to this moment... Did Thomas seriously have to talk about this here and now?

"I'm not shutting down..." I'm trying to fucking help you! "Okay, maybe I'm a bit.. off, alright but... but it's not about you. I don't know how to explain this to you but you don't have to worry about it. Soon everything will be back to normal, I promise." He explained curtly, or rather tried to. He obviously couldn't tell the truth but fuck, what else could he even say? He grabbed Thomas' hand and linked their fingers back. Trying to reassure the man that everything was fine. Thomas looked down at their connected hands and then up at Guy-Man. He sighed.

"I don't really like the sound of it, Guy-Man... Don't tell me you got yourself into some trouble..."

"No, not at all. I promise."

"Alright, if you say so... I guess I'll have to just trust you." He said with a sigh.

"Like always." Guy-Man smirked.

Next when they finished their meal and talked some more about less controversial topics, both men left the restaurant and took the stroll through the city. Thomas' flat was not that far away so they didn't have to drive. Guy-Man lit his cigarette and noticed that it was his last one - he made a mental note to pay a visit to a store to grab another pack - and walked, calmly smoking while listening to Thomas' babbling.

"C'mon, gotta buy cigs." He stopped Thomas as they reached the store and went in. By the way, he also caught a bottle of vodka, wait, better get two at once, so two bottles and some beer. He still had a strong urge to get drunk... Thomas raised his brow.

"What? Don't tell me you don't want to get a drink with me." Guy-Man said with a smirk.

"Well, if you're offering, heh."

Later on Guy-Man found out that getting drunk perhaps wasn't the best idea of his. Obviously the alcohol made him less guarded and cautious, and after a few shots he quite stopped caring about the touches Thomas was giving him. And oh, there were quite a lot of touches...

Drunk Thomas meant super touchy Thomas, even when he was in his right state of mind but now it obviously intensified. Oh, here he touched his hand and then the back and oh, then he touched his leg and thigh and kept his hand there for five minutes straight while they both kept laughing during watching some shit movie.

Guy-Man actually quite enjoyed the feel and weight of Thomas' hand there, and what was worse, his drunk mind didn't try to stop these thoughts! He groaned and took another shot of vodka. That was all he really could do.

"Chill down, love." Thomas said lowly with a chuckle and Guy-Man shot him a glare.

"I'm as chill as I can be. Shut up." He murmured, trying to stay cool.

"Oh? Wouldn't say so..." He put his arm around Guy-Man's waist, which slightly stiffened at the touch, especially when he put his face close to the shorter man's neck to leave a few soft kisses there.

"Someone is tense... And probably needs to get laid..." Thomas whispered teasingly to his ear with a low laugh at the end. Well, there was some truth in that... But fuck, Thomas actually sounded kind of... Hot?

"Let me take care of you now, love..." He continued whispering seductively, his warm breath on Guy-Man's neck while his other hand found its place on Guy-Man's thigh, dangerously close to his crotch area and at this point Guy-Man couldn't help but gasp. His eyes widened and he stayed completely still. Fuck, fuck, fuck. What the fuck was going on?

He turned his head to look directly at Thomas and swallowed hard when he saw his gaze. Alright, Guy-Man has seen Thomas being flirty with girls and all of that before but this was different. Thomas with a visible smirk on his face, looking all smug and confident with a pure hunger and lust in his gaze, gaze which was directed straight at Guy-Man. Yep, that was totally new for him...

And seriously at this point he totally didn't know what the hell was going on with him but he couldn't help but let his eyes wander over Thomas' body and let himself notice these long legs and wide hands that surely would feel so heavenly on his body (fucking admit it!) and then that hairy chest which was slightly exposed as Thomas unbuttoned some of his shirt earlier. Oh fucking hell...

"I-I, Thomas... Oh fuck..." He mindlessly whispered and Thomas kept his hands on him.

"Relax, darling..." Thomas said slowly, their faces mere centimeters away from each other and suddenly he brought their mouths together.

Guy-Man's drunk mind worked quite slow but after a few moments of initial shock he realized what the fuck was happening. Fuck, fuck, fuck he was kissing a man! And not any man, it was none other than Thomas! But fuck... When he felt his soft lips... He simply couldn't help but reciprocate the kiss. The kiss which was actually quite gentle and sweet, as if Thomas knew that rougher way might be a bit too much for Guy-Man at the moment. He sighed at the feeling of his tongue and couldn't help but let his hands wander through Thomas' soft curls, oh God they were so nice to touch... The taller man hummed and broke the kiss with a teasing smile on his face.

"Nice..." He murmured with a smirk while leaving some more kisses on Guy-Man's neck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck... Think! Move! Resist! But honestly was there anything to think about? Thomas' touch felt good and Guy-Man damn knew about this. Was there even any sense to resist this all, especially when Guy-Man's body seemed to scream and long for more of his touches? He was goddamn hard, for fuck's sake! And Thomas was the cause of that...

He let out a soft moan when Thomas put his hand directly on his crotch, moving his hand on his jeans' surface while gripping his hard on.

"Do you want more, darling? Just tell me what you need..." And in this moment something inside him snapped. The remnants of his sober mind woke up.

Guy-Man's eyes widened and he quickly moved away from Thomas. No, no, no, this all was fucking too much. No, he wasn't so fucking drunk yet to get off with another man! And not only a man, with his best fucking friend who was not in his right state of mind! Thomas looked at him confused.

"No, no, Thomas, I don't- no no." He mindlessly babbled. Thomas' eyes widened.

"I-I, Guy-Man? W-What are y-you doing?" Thomas whispered confused. "What did I do?" This time a worry hearable in his voice. It looked like he sobered up as well.

"Thomas, sorry but I don't want, I can't-" He deeply sighed and ran a hand across his face. Fuck! He wanted to scream in frustration! Why does his life always have to be such a shitshow? "It's not you, it's-" He deeply sighed and turned his face from Thomas. He couldn't look into his face now. "I-I'm too drunk for that, Thomas. I'm going to bed." He murmured.

"W-What? Why? Guy-Man?" Thomas kept asking. The confusion written all over his face. Guy-Man got up from the couch and deeply sighed.

"Whatever, Thomas. I'm too tired..." He murmured and walked to the bedroom without looking at the other.

"What the hell, Guy-Man? Won't you even tell me what's wrong? I think I at least deserve it..." Thomas said with hurt in his voice. Guy-Man stopped but didn't turn to him. He sighed.

"I'm fucking drunk, Thomas and so are you. It's not the time for that." He said with a firm voice. Fucking hell! What the hell was he supposed to tell the other man? Thomas sighed and kept silent for a few long moments.

"Fine. Whatever but I'll make sure to talk about this again. Whatever it is you can't keep it from me forever." He said with the same voice.

Guy-Man turned to him and slightly nodded with a big sigh and after a few moments walked to the bedroom. What the hell he got himself into?

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Guy-Man woke up alone in bed with a hell of a hangover. Nothing new, morning like many others. Still, the first thing he noticed was how empty the bed seemed. As much as he didn't like to admit, during the last few days he has gotten kind of used to waking up next to Thomas... He groaned as he turned to lie on his back and reluctantly opened his eyes to stare at the white ceiling. 

Suddenly all the memories of the last night hit him hard. The date with Thomas, later both of them getting drunk at home and… Oh God… He swallowed hard at the very vivid memory of Thomas kissing and touching him. And oh God… he'd been kind of kissing him back actually…? He closed his eyes with a deep sigh. He would prefer to not remember it…

Fuck! What was he supposed to do? How was he supposed to look into Thomas’ eyes after all of that? What was he supposed to tell him? He knew that he’d kind of hurt Thomas, rejecting him like that last night but come on! What else could he have done? So many questions but no answer for any… 

Guy-Man sighed and decided to finally get up from bed. As much as it'd be the easiest option, he couldn’t hide from Thomas in his bedroom the whole day. However, here he was met by surprise as it turned out that Thomas wasn’t present at the flat. Guy was alone. Wait, what, what? What was going on? A slight panic went through his guts. Was it so serious? It never was a good sign when your partner ran away from you after an argument, right? Be it a fake partner or not! 

Dozens of different thoughts went through his mind and all of them were not very nice but they kind of calmed down when Guy-Man found in the kitchen a little note with Thomas’ handwriting on it saying that he was out for some shopping. He sighed with relief and took a look into the fridge to see it nearly empty. Alright. That was an ordinary thing. All was good.

But was it really? He knew that he'd fucked up and Thomas was going to demand questions, questions that Guy totally didn't have answers to! Fucking hell, deep inside some twisted part of his mind was telling him that it all would be far easier if he'd simply given in to Thomas and gone for all of it. Thomas would be all happy and satisfied, and all would be good now! Fuck, no! Fuck yes! You really would do that?! With a guy?! Perhaps! After all, the same part of his mind still remembered Thomas' touches and how good it had felt. He knew that getting physical with Thomas would be far from bad, he just fucking knew that, after all he has gotten a little bit of foretaste last night...

He closed his eyes and suddenly remembered Thomas' possessive hand on his thigh, on his crotch teasing and tempting him, showing a little bit of taste how this all would feel. Feel good. He also remembered all the lingering kisses on his neck, his gentle touch, their entwined hands. He knew that Thomas would be caring and sweet and fuck- 

Fuck! Was he really considering that?! His eyes shot open in frustration. No, no, stop that! He deeply sighed and started making coffee. Maybe the caffeine kick will make his brain think more logically and those goddamn thoughts will disappear. He couldn't believe that this all even passed his mind. God… 

So he tried to focus on something else for now. He made his coffee and sat down by the window from where he could enjoy the sunny weather. It was nice. At least that along with the taste of strong coffee slightly brightened his mood and made him feel that everything was going to be okay. All was fine and normal. The birds were chirping, the winter was gone and the sun shone high. How perfect, what to worry about?

Not for long though as soon he could hear the sound of opening doors. He sighed. Fuck, he quite didn't get mentally ready for confrontation with Thomas yet… But whatever. He couldn't run away from it. He had to face him somehow. So Guy-Man got up and reluctantly went to the living room to see him. All was going to be fine...

“Um, hi.” He murmured awkwardly to Thomas who looked surprised at the sight of the other.

“Oh, you woke up. M-Morning.” Thomas uttered quietly while avoiding Guy’s gaze. He went with the bags to the kitchen where Guy-Man followed him back. “I-I was out to buy some food…”

“Yeah, I know. I saw the note.” He murmured with a nod and stared at his friend who unpacked the bags. To say that this all felt awkward was an understatement. Thomas avoided his eyes and the tense and stiff atmosphere was nearly palpable at this point. Guy-Man simply hated that, hated how this all felt, how strange and unlike them. Fuck! He felt as if their friendship reached the lowest point... God, no, no, he had to save it somehow. It couldn't be like that. “Thomas… Talk to me.” Guy-Man finally commanded with a sigh. He couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn’t bear the silence. He wanted overly talkative Thomas back!

“Yeah? Now you want to?” No, not really but he couldn’t stand this whole shitshow and apparently there was no other way! Thomas finally looked at him. He didn’t look too cheerful and Guy-Man once again got reminded how he didn't like to see him this way.

“Yes. I can see that something bothers you and you didn’t sleep in… our bed with me last night…” He was the one who avoided the other’s eyes right now, especially when talking about the last part, God, our bed... That was actually true. Guy had slept nearly all night but when he had woken up to go piss he found Thomas sleeping on the couch. It wasn't a good sign...

“Yeah, I figured you wouldn’t like to see me there…” Thomas murmured with a shrug, now turned to Guy-Man with back, too busy with making coffee for himself. 

“Oh come on... How the hell you could've slept there anyway? Your back must be all sore...” The long haired man murmured with a huff. Thomas should be more careful than that! 

“Like you care...” Thomas responded bitterly under his breath. He was lucky though as he still stood with his back turned to Guy-Man and therefore didn’t have to witness the terrible glare sent in his direction. What the fuck?! So he was saying that Guy didn’t care?! This all was the result of Guy-Man caring way too much!

“What the fuck? What are you implying here?” He asked in disbelief, staring at the other with furrowed brows. Seriously? Thomas really thought that? 

“I'm not implying anything… But you're obviously hiding something from me which isn't too nice, is it?” Thomas grumbled as he turned to face him. His posture and expression all tense. Guy-Man sighed as he gripped his nose in frustration.

“Yeah, maybe! But it doesn't mean that I don't care about you! Seriously Thomas? After everything we went through you're saying something like that?” Guy stressed as he ran a hand through his hair. He truly cared about Thomas! After all, they have been friends since forever, they have seen each other at their happiest and at their saddest, at their highest and at their drunkest. How could he not?! He was doing this all because of Thomas! Because he wanted the best for him! 

“I-I don't know what to think anymore, alright? M-My mind is a mess!” Thomas exclaimed in frustration. “I don't know what to think when my boyfriend pushes me off! A-Are you not into me anymore? Is that what are you trying to say? Did you find someone else or you simply don't find me attractive anymore?” He spat out bitterly and Guy-Man deeply sighed. Fuck! Shit, shit, shit, this all was going in a totally wrong direction. He stared at Thomas with big eyes who had hurt written all over his face. Fuck! He really thought that?

“Fucking hell, of course not! I do find you attractive!” A bit too much perhaps… “And I would never betray you.” And now Guy-Man realized that he really meant these words. He imagined himself truly being in a relationship with Thomas and the thought of betraying Thomas in such a way made him sick. He would never do something like that. Thomas was… Thomas… He meant way too much to him to hurt him like that...

“Oh, don’t feed me b-bullshit, be honest with me.” Thomas murmured angrily, some kind of resignation hearable in his voice as if he came to terms that there was no help for them. Big part of Guy panicked at this moment, he totally didn’t know what to do. Tell him the truth? But no! That could make things even worse! Fuck, think! Do something! Anything!

Then suddenly in the act of desperation he approached Thomas and grabbed his face. He didn’t think much of his actions, sometimes it was better to just stop thinking and act instead. Act on your instincts and do what your heart was telling you to do and right now Guy-Man simply didn't see any other option.

Thomas’ eyes widened in surprise as Guy grabbed his face and roughly brought their lips together. He had to show Thomas that he was far from being not into him! The taller man stayed still for the first few seconds but soon he returned the kiss as desperately as he was receiving. The kiss wasn’t as sweet and gentle as the one they had shared last night, all this tension caused it to be rather rough as their tongues and teeth quickly tangled together. Guy-Man closed his eyes and let out a soft moan into the kiss as he felt Thomas’ hands wandering across his chest, touching every inch of his naked skin that he could reach. Only now he realized his nearly naked state as he wore only his boxers but God… Somehow he didn’t really mind it, deep inside he wanted to feel his touch… He wanted to feel those big hands on himself...

Eventually both men had to pull apart as their lungs started craving oxygen. They kept staring at each other while taking deep breaths. Neither Guy or Thomas made a move to move away from each other, both kept standing oh, so close to the other. Thomas’ hand still roamed slowly across Thomas’ naked torso, driving him slowly crazy and Guy-Man’s arms wrapped now around Thomas’ waist.

“How else do I have to prove that I’m attracted to you? That I’m not lying?” He whispered between breaths, his eyes drinking in the sight of Thomas’ face, face that was so goddamn close. It hit him now how good looking Thomas was, God, he always knew that but now he truly let his mind think that. Those full lips that looked so kissable, dark eyes that stared straight into his own and soft curls, those curls that were so lovely to touch, now as he let his hand slowly run through them. Those weren’t too straight thoughts, were they? But at the moment he didn’t really care about it. He just let himself feel. Feel the soft touch of Thomas’ hand as he brought it to Guy-Man’s cheek to caress it gently. And it felt so good…

“Just don’t run away from me.” Thomas murmured while staring into his eyes, just seconds before bringing their lips together once again. Guy-Man hummed contently into the kiss as their mouths moved together this time softly and slowly, nearly tenderly as their tongues slipped into each other’s mouths to savor the taste of the other. Guy-Man once again let himself feel as Thomas’ hand held his cheek gently and the other wrapped around his waist to bring him even closer. Guy-Man’s hand unawarely roamed now across Thomas’ chest, slipping under his shirt. He wanted to feel his skin as well…

“I won’t… I won’t run away. I don’t want to…” He whispered into his lips. Did he really mean these words? Fucking admit it… “I-I w-want you, Thomas…” He quietly murmured under his breath, making it barely hearable. But God… Those words really left his lips. He couldn’t stop them. At the moment it just felt right to say that… And oh god, some part of him knew that he was telling the truth. Thomas swallowed hard and let his hands wander across Guy-Man’s body once again, making him gasp as they roamed lower and lower, now reaching the hem of his boxers. He looked down questionably at the shorter man who now swallowed hard at how Thomas’ hand was close to his… cock which was already hard by the way. Hundreds different thoughts ran through his mind but for fuck’s sake! It was too much! He couldn’t deny it anymore… He couldn’t resist it anymore… His breath hitched at what he was going to do but fuck, he was only a man and currently a very horny one. Eventually he gave a nod.

“Please…” Oh shit, maybe it was too much but he couldn’t stop his lips from that… Thomas stared at him surprised, his mouth slightly open but after a few moments the smirk reached his lips. The mischievousness that Guy-Man remembered from last night, once again present in his eyes.

“Whatever you ask…” Thomas seductively whispered into his ear, his lips brushing over them and making him gasp as his hand slipped into his boxers to grab firmly his cock. He moaned like a slut as Thomas took his cock out of boxers and teased the head with his thumb, driving him slowly crazy. Finally, Thomas began moving his hand up and down, slowly yet firmly, making him surrender to pleasure. “You’re so beautiful like that, so gorgeous…” Thomas kept seductively talking as he trailed the lingering kisses down his neck and Guy-Man instinctively turned his head to give him better access. He just couldn’t help it, especially after hearing Thomas call him that… He couldn’t stop himself from feeling, from surrendering to Thomas’ touch which felt so good… So great…

Guy-Man's eyes widened though when Thomas suddenly got down to his knees and couldn't help but gasp at the feeling of his hot breath just on him. Oh my goodness… Some part of him awakened and started screaming how wrong it was! Having his best friend on his knees in front of him?! God help him! But another part simply ignored it and stopped caring. Thomas wanted it himself and at the moment Guy-Man couldn’t help but want it too. He couldn’t stop his desires…

Thomas didn't waste his time and moments later put Guy's cock into his mouth, doing oh such a good work with his lips and tongue. Guy-Man stared down at him mesmerized as he bobbed his head further and further with each move, making it all wet and nice. Oh my fucking God, he was actually damn good at that too which was kind of unexpected... He threw his head back to moan hard at the feeling of his soft mouth… At some point he gently grabbed his curls, caressing his hair now as Thomas hummed contently around his shaft. 

"O-Oh my, oh fuck, Thomas… Your mouth, g-god" Guy-Man kept incoherently talking between moans as pleasure overwhelmed his senses. Meanwhile Thomas unbuckled his jeans and took out his hard cock to jerk it off, his lips not leaving Guy's even for a moment. "Oh God… You're so fucking hot…" Guy-Man just couldn't stop these words because fuck, Thomas truly looked hot. He never thought that he would find a dude sucking him off while jerking himself off that hot but fuck! He really did it now. Thomas was so… passionate… so hot, so lustful and his eyes… Guy-Man simply couldn't help but stare at him down, blue eyes meeting brown ones as dozens of emotions flicked through them.

"O-Oh fuck, Thomas. I'm close…" He whimpered to warn the other but Thomas didn't pull off. He still kept doing his excellent work, not caring much about the other’s words. He even hummed as if he encouraged Guy-Man to keep going. 

And that was it. He couldn't take it anymore. Mere moments later Guy-Man came hard with Thomas' name on his lips into Thomas’ mouth who swallowed everything. Oh fucking hell… The feeling was nearly overwhelming, he didn’t have such a strong orgasm in months and fuck, it simply felt divine…

He leaned against the kitchen cabinet as he was taking deep breaths. His heart was beating fast as he was still coming from high. He looked down at Thomas who stood up, looking all smug and so fucking horny. Guy-Man swallowed hard as his eyes dropped to Thomas' rock hard cock, precum dripping from. Fuck. He wanted to touch it. He needed it. He needed to somehow return the favor…

Not thinking much he grabbed Thomas' cock who responded with a deep moan and fuck, he wanted to hear more of those. Instinctively he moved his hand up and down firmly as if he was jerking himself off, it felt… Nice… Not that much different than as if he was doing it to himself though Thomas' cock definitely felt different than his own and his moans were much more entertaining as well.

"O-Oh, fuuuck. Guy, yes, yesss." The taller man kept mindlessly talking and whispering as he surrendered to others' touch. For a moment Guy-Man felt an urge to actually get down to his knees as well and go all the way for it. But no, no, he wasn't that confident yet. Instead he kept firmly jerking off the other man who was so fucking close at this point. 

"Fuck, Thomas. You're beautiful. Fuck, don't you dare think otherwise." Guy admitted on the spur of the moment as both kept staring into each other's eyes. He couldn't help it, those thoughts were all that occupied his mind. It seemed like that was the final point for Thomas who moments later came with a deep moan on Guy's hand. Guy-Man gasped at the feeling of hot release on his hand and stared mesmerized at the other man who climaxed with his head thrown back in pure pleasure. So unguarded, so fucking hot. Oh fucking hell… He couldn't take his eyes off this sight. 

Eventually, Guy grabbed tissues and cleaned himself and tossed them away to a nearby bin. His mind still quite not realizing what the fuck just had happened until though, Thomas wrapped arms around his waist, hugging him tightly. Guy-Man's breath hitched at the sudden proximity but nonetheless he reciprocated the move and wrapped his arms around the other's neck. It felt good… And it felt definitely soothing as Thomas gently kissed his neck and chin. God, he was so affectionate… 

"Thank you, Guy." Thomas whispered into his neck and left a soft kiss on his forehead. Fucking hell, now Guy surely felt all mushy…

"No, thank you." He whispered back and nuzzled his face into Thomas' neck, inhaling his scent and leaving some more soft kisses, just letting himself act rather than think. It felt… right. 

Though, obviously dozens of opposing thoughts went through his mind as well but at the moment he didn't want to let them into his head too much. He didn't want to think about it and how the aftermath of this all was gonna look like.

Thomas was happy now and that's what mattered.