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The guy next to me at the football game, Henry, was cute, and even though I usually avoided making a move in public, especially since I knew being openly gay wasn't something he could do yet, something about his nervous glances and shy smiles made me bold. Hey, I grinned, leaning closer so only he could hear over the roar of the crowd, Is it the game making you blush, or the possibility of a secret LGBT romance starting right here in the bleachers? Cole blushed harder, then laughed, grabbing my hand as his answer, and suddenly, I knew this stolen moment was worth every ounce of fear he was fighting.