I'm aware. This chapter is extremely short, but I wanted to get it finished. So voila. Le ending. :)
Thanks for reading, guys.

"That's it, boys. I'm done being the middleman. You two are going to talk to each other and you're not going to complain one bit," the red head scolded as the two boys were being shoved into the dark closet. As fragile as she seemed, the strength she was using to force the two muscle-heavy men indicated the opposite.

It had been a week since they spoke to each other; Jack giving up any hope of making up with Eric, and the latter just flat-out avoiding all human contact. Rachel became exasperated as the lack of communication between the two friends, and decided to do something about it, and since they wouldn't willingly talk to each other, she was the one to force them.

"Hey, I'm the one who tried to talk to him! Rachel, let go of me!" Jack barely uttered out the last word as he fell back onto the pile of coats and jackets in the closet, and soon discovered darkness as the door slammed shut behind them. It locked with a loud click as Jack let out a deep sigh.

"So I guess we have to work this out." Jack peered into the black at the other boy's voice, trying to find a semblance of a silhouette. He reached out instinctively, accidentally poking a finger into Eric's neck. He slapped it away as Jack mumbled a small apology.

"Well, since we're stuck in here, I guess we do." There was no reply. "Eric, I don't think you should be embarrassed about this. I'm your best friend, man. You really think I'm going to tell anyone about this? If you really want, I can forget the entire thing even happened. I just don't want this to come between us. I've put up with enough of your craziness to give up now." He offered a weak smile, but dropped it when he heard no response.

"I really liked you, Jack," came a whisper from the other side. "That's why I was embarrassed. Because it turned out to be you."

"Liked?" Jack swallowed the thick lump in his throat, bracing himself for the answer.

"Like," he said with conviction as he slowly nodded.



Eric heard a soft rustle, the other boy's outline looking like he was standing up, but to his surprise, he was leaning forward. Their faces met, and the next thing that came out of Jack's mouth was the best thing he had ever heard.

"I like you too."

Before he had time to react, he felt a mouth melt onto his, confessing themselves into a kiss.

"Well," began a smug female voice belonging to their roommate, "it doesn't look like we have a problem anymore, does it?"