you wanna know who taught me how to keep secrets?

Star Fox’s parentals but mainly his father.

he was the first person who taught me to move in silence in a room full of jackals.
not only that,
he taught me that he couldn’t keep my secrets either.
i learned to be grateful for making me the stealthy fox i am today.

when star fox first saw me,
he always said that i was going to be his friend.
not only that,
we came out to each other.
one day,
being young and gay af,
we went to old navy and bought matching shirts and the bag that came with it.
i know but we were best friends.
he didn’t care how gay it looked and honestly,
i didn’t either.
we found a way to finally be comfortable in our skin with each other.
i’ll never forget when his father saw it…

i remember being at their crib and hearing star fox getting yelled at.
i remember him saying:

“What are you?
Some kind of f@99ot?
Do you know how people will perceive you?“

after that,
i was told that i couldn’t hang out with him anymore.
we went our separate ways for a little while.
i think he found me on a social media platform years later.

Star Fox and I continued being platonic friends on the DL for other 10+ years.

his parentals didn’t know.
his siblings didn’t know.
no one knew.
it wasn’t until star fox lost his life,
his other friends told him how close we were.
his father found out i knew more about his son than he did.

I knew about his relationships,
the wolves he had one nighters with,
how he made money,
the many forests he lived in while on his adventures,
his secrets and desires.

all of them involving his life being gay.
he was my brother.
suddenly,
he changed his tune.

“You could have told me that you were both best friends!”

bitch,
please.

Wasn’t he a f@99ot for hanging out with me?

i learned to move in circles without the need to be associated.
i feel like lowkey friends/partners/lovers have always been more intimate.
they get to show me who they really are behind their public persona.
i don’t yearn for clout so i get to know the person better.
i’m jamari fox.
i get attention just by walking out the door.
even though his father was one of the many that broke my spirit,
i’m glad he taught me this lesson early.

lowkey: we don’t talk anymore.
he is too insecure about his own sexuality for me.