*Various memories occurring over various years, and I don't wanna do the math*

James Madison
Age 8

Thomas Jefferson
Age 12

James was over at Thomas' again. This wasn't a rare occurrence, no. The boy practically lived at Thomas', with how often he's there. The two were in Thomas' room.

While that in itself isn't unusual, their behaviors that night were.

"Tommy, what does it mean when a boy likes a boy?" James asked bashfully, playing with a crumb on the bedsheet.

"Like, LIKE like?" The older boy clarified, earning a nod from the 3rd grader. Thomas shrugged. "Why do you wanna know?"

James shrugged. At the time, he didn't know why he had asked Thomas, but looking back on it, he subconsciously knew why. He had always had a thing for Thomas, but he didn't know it until he was older.

The older boy sighed. "If you only like boys, you're gay. If you only like girls, you're straight. If you like boys and girls, you're bi. There's more, but considering that you're only 8, I don't want to make your brain explode."

The boy nodded in understanding, thinking it over for a moment.

I'm gay?

James Madison
Age 10

Thomas Jefferson
Age 14

<Text Messaging>

Jemmy: Hey Thomas?

Tommy: Yeah?

Jemmy: What are your standings for the LGBTQ+ community?

Tommy: Well, considering that I'm Bi, I guess I'm a supporter, lol

Jemmy: So you wouldn't be mad if a friend came out to you as gay?
Jemmy: Hypothetically, of course, lol

Tommy: James
Tommy: Why are you so nervous?
Tommy: I just told you that I'm Bi, so why would I hate you if you're gay?

Jemmy: I know
Jemmy: But you know me
Jemmy: James Anxious-For-No-Reason Madison

Tommy: Well, I don't hate you
Tommy: Id never hate you

Jemmy: Even if I kill Dick?

Tommy: YOUD NEVER!

Jemmy: Try me, bish

Tommy: Lol, even then, I wouldn't hate you
Tommy: Hes annoying, anyway

Jemmy: How about if I told you that you're not allowed to eat Mac n Cheese ever again?

Tommy: Ok, now you're pushing it

Jemmy: Bye, Tom

Tommy: Bye Jem

<Jemmy sent a message>
<Jemmy deleted message>
<Message not sent>

Thomas Jefferson
Age 16

Thomas sighed, missing his best friend. He kissed his voice, his face, his laugh, his stature.....everything about him.

And sure, the two talk constantly on the phone, and Skype whenever they can, but it's not enough for him. He wants to see the man in person. He wants to hug him, playfully punch his arm whenever one or the other jokingly makes fun of the other, he wanted to k-

No, he couldn't do that. At least, not yet. He had to wait another 2 years before he could go back home on his own. Surely, he could wait that long.

Right?

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IMPORTANT A/N

I'll be busy the next couple of weeks, between Christmas and exams (and healing from a root canal during exams week), I'll be hella busy, so if I don't post a Christmas/New Years chapter on time, that's my excuse.

Love y'all!

-Luna