mlm effect • steve cortez
did you know?”
Swathed in a warm blanket and resting against Steve’s chest, Shepard gave a huff of laughter before sighing. His fingers curled around the soft fabric, and he pulled it closer, his hands resting just over his sternum. Every muscle in his body ached – from combat, from things more pleasurable than fighting – and being close to him felt good.
He opened his mouth to answer, but Steve closed his arms tighter around his waist and interrupted him.
“And you don’t get to say you’ve always known. I’m not here for that kind of cop out.”
“Alright,” Shepard said with another little laugh. He shut his eyes and considered the question again. Some guys had a moment when they realized they were gay, or when they stopped pretending and came to the conclusion through self-discovery. Some guys could tell you the exact day when they put their foot down and said: Guess what, world.
He tried to remember if he had ever had one of those moments. Or maybe he had always known. Or maybe some small part of him was still questioning.
Rather than choosing that moment to indulge in a little more introversion, Shepard let the blanket go and reached down to where Steve’s hands were resting on his stomach. He held onto them tight. “So I was walking down a hallway. A door opened and this… gorgeous guy walked out, running right into me. He smelled amazing. That detail is the clearest. He also had really pretty blue—”
“That sounds suspiciously close to the way we met.”