I'm a very open person about what I like and who I am. I will often freak out if two gay guys have a very kilig or romantic moment with each other, fictional or non-fictional. Then, the person nearest me will look at that me strangely, the question just lingering in on their tongues but they don't have the heart to say it.
- Here's the psychology bit: it's two guys, twice the testosterone, twice the beauty to admire. Like one hot guy isn't enough, you get two of them.
- There's no competition. You may not admit it and I don't like to admit it either but us women love to put other women down. Now, you have a ship. Hot/adorable guy with girl. In books, you press your lips together and intensify your gaze because it is you who receives the interaction of the guy. In a way, you're the girl.
- It's just like any other love. Don't tell me you don't kick your legs in the air when your favorite ship has a scene together in the episode/chapter.