Jasper Loves Milk a Bit Too Much

After chugging down a whole gallon of milk, Orion gave Jasper a strange, but horrified look.

“Heh, what?” Jasper started to get another jug of milk from the fridge. As xe was pouring a glass of milk this time, he noticed that his boyfriend was still looking at him with that funny face.

“It’s okay, don’t be afraid to admire me from afar,” xe joked.

“It’s not that,” Jasper felt a hand on his shoulder now.

“What else could it be?”

“Ja—“ Orion couldn’t help but giggle. He tried so hard not to laugh, putting a hand over his mouth.

“It’s true isn’t it.”

“Jasper,” he suddenly talked to him in a serious tone.

Jasper had to back up a bit. “Uh, what’s going on?”

“Why didn’t you tell me you were lactose intolerant?”

“L-listen...” he held his hands up in defense. “If you loved milk as much as I did you’d understand. Do you know how hard it is to not want some cheese or ice cream? It’s too good to pass up on.”

“I love ice cream, too, but uh... you know there’s lactose-free options, right? Like, you don’t have to purposely chose something that’ll destroy your guts.”

Jasper was getting embarrassed now.

“You could chose something that tastes exactly like cow, goat, or whatever milk and be fine—“

“I know, I knowww...” xe held his hands over his face. “I just really like that stuff, okay?” Orion was still in disbelief. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Well, don’t come to me if you’re dying in the bathroom.”

“Wait!” Jasper exclaimed as Orion was walking out of the kitchen.