Male bonding

I've become unbelievably close to Dan. Just like Caleb, Dan’s my junior as well. In fact, both of them are actually roommates.

The first time we talked was on Facebook, I remember. Didn’t pay much attention to him initially. However, what I thought was a formal greeting from a junior surprisingly led to the formation of a special bond between us. Before I realized what was going on, we’re already sending each other text messages containing a colossal amount of flirtation.

Our conversations mainly revolved around the mundane things of day-to-day life. Nevertheless, he was astoundingly bold in the way he flirted with me, as if he’d known my liking for guys. He wrote things that made me go gaga, things that a straight guy would certainly not say to another guy.

I could feel the authenticity of his sincerity and the care he’d shown towards me. He paid heed to everything little thing I mentioned. When I was doing Community Medicine Posting in a very provincial town, he surprised me with a piece of honey cake when he visited. He bought me an egg tart once to boost my spirits when he knew my mood was low. He bought me croissants because I said I liked them. He coaxed me into seeing a doctor when I was sick and treated me to an ice-cream to ensure my compliance to my medication. He motivated me when I was demoralized. He gave me wake-up calls whenever I needed one. We’d even watched a movie together, just the two of us.

It felt real, I must concede. Even till now, I think we behave like a couple more than friends at times. I’m not sure what he’s up to. Maybe, he just needs a brotherly figure to compensate for the loneliness he feels as the only child in his family.

I might have fallen for him. Yet, my rational self always gets the better of me. And fortunately, I still have Caleb to cling on to emotionally.

Dan has a girlfriend, by the way.

Gotta be cautious though. Being the most notorious pervert in med school who flirts with juniors of the same sex isn’t really a social stigma I’m very fond of.