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I knew Tom was gay the moment he walked into our shared Airbnb, his eyes lingering on mine a beat too long, mirroring my own nervous hope, and I instantly regretted choosing the cheaper room instead of a private apartment, terrified of making a move and ruining what could be a beautiful friendship within the LGBT community. Nights spent talking, sharing secrets, and discovering we both loved indie films and hated olives, chipped away at my fear, but the memory of past rejections kept me silent until, one rainy afternoon, he confessed his own anxieties, admitting he'd fallen for me too, and the relief that washed over us both sealed our fate in a kiss that tasted like possibility and shared vulnerability.