"I'm not gay"
James Cook×male reader
Requested by anon.
Warnigs: homophobia, fight, blood, mention of smoking, drunk characters.
Type: fluff
Characters: James Cook x male reader Fandom: Skins (gen 2)
Summary: Cook says to himself that he isn't gay, until he meets you.
Cook was the type of guy who gets into fights for girls, who hook up with girls, who flirts with every girl he could.
He isn't gay, that's what he says to himself everyday "I am not gay, I like girls", until you arrive at school.
You moved in their city and since then you became friend with Freddy, Effy, Emily and the others, and obviously with Cook.
At first Cook thought you were a cool guy, a good friend, but soon he realised he liked you, and for that he hated himself.
Every time he saw you, he fell for you even harder, he didn't even know why, he never had feelings toward guys.
But he thought you were straight as a line, he thought you had a crush on Effy, you were always around her.
Until one day he found you kissing a guy, he was your new boyfriend, the only ones who knew were Effy, Freddy and Emily, and now Cook.
<<Wait y/n, you're gay?>> He asked, you nodded.
<<This is my boyfriend, Robbie>> You told him.
<<Oh, ok...>> He said, he was jealous, why Robbie? And not him?
After 2 months of dating you and Robbie broke up, he cheated on you with some other guy.
When you told Cook, he said none could cheat on his bestfriend, so he went up to Robbie and beat him up, without you knowing, he took some punches too, but he totally gave Robbie what he deserved.
When you saw Cook with a black eye and blood on his for head you were worried, took care of him.
<<You didn't have to do that>> You said wiping off the blood.
<<I don't care y/n, he deserved it>>
You were forced by your friends to spend one night together, to forget Robbie.
By midnight everyone was drunk, except for you and Cook.
You two were sitting on the couch, Cook was smoking some weed and laughing at some of your jokes.
At some point Cook looked at your lips, you were so close and none was paying attention, so you leaned in and kissed him.
When you realized, you immediately broke the kiss.
<<Sorry Cook, I don't know why I- >> He stopped you by kissing you again.
And with that night you started dating, crazy, James Cook wasn't straight, that was everyone thought when they saw you around.
Cook was some inches shorter than you and he liked to hide his face in your chest, and if some jerk shouted at you from their car, things like "faggots", Cook was ready to beat them up.
