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Party Poison, who thinks that he is so hard to love. He thinks that all the people around him are there only because of either pity or habit. He wants love, he's hungry for it. He wants someone to hold him and tell him that everything would be okay. Sometimes, he can get it after sex with some pornodroid or a kind 'joy, that could burst into sentimentals, but it doesn't feel right. This is the only way to get that "love" though.
Noone ever fed him love with a silver spoon, so he learnt how to lick it from a knife.
He likes Jet, but he will never ask him to go out with him. He's afraid of refusal, but what he is more afraid of, that Jet accepts it. Accepts him. But Poison believes, that Jet would just have pity on him.
And Jet Star who is so sure that everything good that he owns now is going to be taken away one day. That after every bright day, there's a dark night so he's just trying to balance between black and white stripes in his life.
He likes Poison, but he believes that the very moment he accepts his feelings towards him, they will be doomed. He is so tired of loosing everything and everyone. And what terrifies him the most is, not him loosing Poison, but Poison loosing him. He would never wish such fate for any of his friends. After all, death hurts only ones that she's leaving behind.
And they both will live like this. Never confessing, never admitting. Living like this till the day they die. And both will be sorry that day.