Boyfriends Vash and Darbon have been together for five years, since they were both nineteen. They are the same age.
Vash, short, messy blond hair, brown eyes and a goatee, black long sleeved skivvy with a white T-shirt over it, blue jeans rolled up at the base, fell for Darbon, short spiked black hair - with the dorsal fin in the middle, red t-shirt with a thick white stripe around the middle, black jeans, over a discussion about a chair.
They've endured uni, monogamy and professional success and a year living overseas together.
They've just returned to Melbourne. Darbon gets a job straight away, but Vash isn't so quick to secure employment.
Is Vash trying as hard as he could, thinks Darbon?
Vash spends the days at home. He has the meals ready and the house tidy for when Darbon gets home. Vash gets all that done in a few hours before lunch and then he spends all of his spare time on the net.
Enter, Mateo, long blond hair, brown eyes, a bit of a hippie, scruffy, athletic, sexy. Mateo likes the look of Vash on his home page. The two meet up, secretly not telling Darbon, for coffee and then lunch and then a little humpy pumpy in the afternoon.
Vash falls for Mateo and breaks Darbon's heart.
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