Okay, let's get one thing straight about Billy. For one, he isn't. But, you probably already know that, and that's not important right now. But, as I said, let's get one thing straight about Billy.

He likes to be in his underwear. Just in his underwear. I mean, it's not like other people don't do it too. 'Cause, they do. But Billy loves to be in his underwear. A lot.

Oh, and in case you're wondering who this is, it's me. Teddy. The boyfriend of Billy.

Anyway, back to Billy loving being in his underwear. He's done it so much, sorry, he does it so much that it doesn't even register in my head anymore. But, I still find myself questioning why he does it. Most of the time I think it's to up the level of sexual tension between us. So, I found it out. Kinda.

Onwards with the story, one day, Billy and I were alone at his house while his parents and brothers were gone to a movie. I ventured upstairs to find Billy in his room in his underwear on his laptop. Obviously. (P.S. Billy's the multicolored briefs kind of guy.)

"Hey, babe," I said, taking a seat on the bed. "Whatcha doin'?"

Keeping his eyes on the screen, he said, "Oh, nothing. Just Facebooking and Tweeting. As usual."

"You're also in your underwear. As usual." I fingered the waistband of his briefs a little. He looked at me.

"What are you getting at?" he asked.

"Nothing," I said as if I was being seriously accused of something. I sat up against the headboard on his bed. "It just always befuddled me as to why you're always in your underwear." Giving me a truthfully surprised look, he closed his laptop, set it aside, and sat up, intertwining his finger.

"Wow. Befuddled. That's a big word, so you must be serious. Huh. And what do you mean always in my underwear? I'm not always in my underwear."

"Yes. You are."

"No. I'm not."

"Billy, we can do this all night, but either way you know I'm right."

He sighed. "So what? What if I am? Does it bother you?"

"No. Of course not. I'm just curious."

"Well, frankly my dear, there is no reason. Other than the freedom I feel."

"Parading around in your underwear makes you feel free?"

"Yes."

"How free?"

Billy snickered and slowly crawled his way up the bed to me. He whispered something in my ear. "Pretty freaking free." We shared a deep, passionate kiss. I kinda overexaggerated that. Anyway...

"You're just gonna keep me guessing, aren't you?"

"You have no idea."