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Vin nodded. “Yeah. He got a lot of crap for it, though.”
Vin nodded. “Yeah. He got a lot of crap for it, though.”
Vien sighed at that. "I don't think I've ever met a gay person who's never gotten crap for being gay. I really don't see the point in bashing people for who they love. Unless they're pedophiles, then giving people crap makes sense."
“Yeah. But not everyone understands that.” Suddenly he said, “He killed himself because it was so bad.”
Vien's eyes widened at that. He opened his mouth to say something, but shut it for a moment. "I…I'm sorry to hear that," he eventually said
Vin glanced away. “That’s okay. He’s been gone for quite some time, though. I really liked hanging out with him.” His cousin was also a demon. He enjoyed his company because he felt, well, less alone in the world. Now that he’s passed he just felt crippled and lonely again.
"A lot of the people I've cared about have died," Vien said, now looking down at the floor. "When I was roughly fourteen, my family was killed. I managed to escape, but not before I watched my parents, brother, and sister burn."
Vin looked at him. “Wow, man, I’m sorry. That sounds…” He trailed off and put a hand on his shoulder.
Vien tensed up a bit at the touch, but he didn't actually mind. It was a reaction he unfortunately had no control over. "It just goes to show how horrible the world is. Just because someone is different doesn't mean you have the right to harm them."
Vin nodded his agreement and took his hand off of his shoulder. “Too right, man. Too right.”
Vien went to say something but was cut off by a knock at the door. "That's our food, I'm assuming," he said, getting up and making his way to the door. He opened it, grabbing their food and setting it on the table
Vin leaned forward and as he plated his food he looked at Vien. “Were you going to say something?” He’d spotted how he got interrupted.
"Nothing important," Vien assured him. He filled his plate, humming to himself as he did so. He reached for the bottle of bourbon from earlier, pouring himself a glass before offering it to Vin
“Nah, I’ve had enough. But come on, you can tell me. The subject we were just on was important.”
"Well, I was just going to ask if you've ever dated men before," Vien said with a shrug. "You don't have to answer that, of course," he added quickly before taking a bite of his food
Vin shook his head. “I’m thirty-seven and I don’t know my sexuality just yet. I’ve never really felt too attracted to someone before…” He put a shrimp in his mouth and shrugged. “I might just be asexual, but that doesn’t feel right.”
"Well sometimes it just takes longer for people to figure their sexuality out," Vien said with a shrug. "I know I've helped a few questioning people out by going on dates and things with them. Maybe you could try something like that."
“Yeah, I suppose. I’m not really good at dates, though.” He shrugged. “But it doesn’t matter.”
"One night stands are also something you could do," Vien said with a shrug. "Some people find those easier than dates. My advice is to explore a bit, really."
“Personally, I think I’m too old for that mess now. I’ll probably just die with a drink in my hand.”
"You've got to be joking," Vien scoffed. "With your good looks, you could probably pick up whoever you wanted. Hell, you look like you're twenty-something."
Vin shook his head. “But seeing me in good lighting makes me look like a crackhead and any picture makes me look fifty-three.”
"Oh, please. You look fine, and probably like Jesus if a drunk is looking at you," Vien said with a laugh
“Yeah, says the gay man!” He laughed good heartedly and patted his shoulder. “Just kidding.” He smiled.
"Shut up!" Vien laughed, elbowing him lightly before taking a bite of his food. "I'm a gay man with good taste. I can appreciate a pretty face, thank you."
Vin chuckled. “Sure, you can. Hey, this just occurred to me. Are you with anyone?”
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