Drowse (let us cling together)

So kiss me.
What?
Kiss me. You say you've being in doubts because you can't know what you feel for me... Kiss me and find out.
Roger.. It doesn't make any sense.. At all!
Look Brian. Whenever I feel the way you are feeling right now, double feelings, double intentions, I do my best to figure out the truth. Just listen to me as a friend and fucking kiss me right now! - Roger approached Brian even closer, his lips almost touching his friend's lips.
No way! It's not right! - Brian used his slender hands to keep Roger away and then turned around, moving away to the opposite side of the room. - I'll keep myself this far from you, in a safe distance, you pervert! - His voice was adulterated.
Pervert? Me? You are the one that says to be dreaming with me, naked, for nights and nights and that makes me the pervert? How is this even possible? - Roger's voice was weak but still wroth.
Look Roger, I'm sorry. I just don't know what is going on. I'm sorry for telling you about the dreamns, but I was too buzzed and drunk and confused and...
Stop it! All you are doing right now is sounding stupid - Roger interrupted him.
Brian took some air and a sad smile appeared on his face.
I can't live like this. You're my best friend and I don't understand what is going on and that fact, my dearest mate, is killing me. I'm losing control over my own life, can you imagine it? I'm a science man, I can't accept it. Living this entire confusion right now is just softly devastating me.. - Brian's eyes were down. The tall man somehow was the size of a young kid to Roger eyes. The anguish he was feeling seemed to have eaten half of his lenght. It was incredibly scary.
I had no idea it was so serious to you Brian, I'm sorry - Roger gave him a quick sorry smile. - Look, I'm going now. I mean, you probablu lust this awkward feelings for me right now because I'm always near to you, teasing you, joking... I treat life as a big celebration and it's probably not the best for you right now... I'm sorry, really sorry. If I could change anything, it would be not the way it's going, be sure...
Brian raised his eyes in curiosity.
What are you doing? - He asked.
I guess I'm just giving your life control back to you, my dear. You don't have to see me anymore, just on the rehearsals. I know I can't compete to music on your life, so it's secure. And then we wait for sometime to see what happens... Who knows?
Brian was completely speechless. As no reaction came from the corner of the room, Roger took it as a agree and without any other word went to the stairs to go to his bedroom. He achieved the door feeling his heart beating wildly. Why? Because the talk he had was too hard to him. No matter what he said to Brian, about never minding anything, it was mostly lies. He just did what felt was better to his friend. But it was hurting him so much!Roger leaned in the door leaving his body against the solid wood while thinking. "It ain't even fair. I'm doing something big for him and he can't see it. He thinks it's nothing for me..." The whole situation was completely terrible and he had no idea about how to deal with it. The feelings were all inside him, mixing, combining, mutual growing all together, suffocating him.
- Can I shout his name here, or will him be able to hear it under there? - Roger asked himself aloud.
- I can hear you... Here. - Brian's voice came from the other side of the doors, husky against the wood.
Roger shut up.
- Let me in, please.
Roger did absolutely nothing. He found too dangerous even to breath.
- Roger? Please. Just open the fucking door!
Listening to the ounce of dispair into Brian's voice made Roger realize that were no reasons to fear him. They were friends, first of all. He opened the door, a little cramped.
- Have you lost your fucking lovely blonde head? What was that everything you said understairs?! - Brian was clearly trying to sound the most reasonable he could.
- You said we couldn't even kiss me, so... - Roger's voice was so weak and he was so nervous he was actually sounding as a teenage girl.
- Did it all happened because I refused myself to fucking kiss you? I can't believe it Roger! Brian was scary, totally mad and exasperated, breathing loudly, he was looking like an uranium mill ready to breakdown. And he did. Puting his hands around Roger's waist, he pressed his friend against the wall, their bodys touching each other, and gave him a passionate kiss.