Miles Hollingsworth III was not over him.

When Tristan dragged his ex out of the sun and into the dimly lit pool house, he was more than ready to give him an earful about swiping his campaign slogan. But he was left speechless with Miles' sudden confession that also came with a confirmation via a kiss smack on the lips.

It was a different energy compared to their kiss in the pitch black living room last spring during the storm. At the moment the blinds were partway closed so there was still enough light available to read the hopeful look in Miles' eyes. A look that he never expected to be on the receiving end of ever again. The last time he remembered seeing that gaze was shortly after Miles asked, 'So what now?'.

'So what now' indeed. Tristan had to admit that something about this scenario was kind of shady. If Miles wasn't over him like he said, why did it take him six months to do anything about it? Why did he just stay on the sidelines while he was dating Gage? Why did he go through the trouble of pursuing Zoë last summer? Was this all a ploy to became president?

Tristan decided that he would worry about that later as he grabbed Miles by the biceps and lunged forward to kiss him back. His hands traveled up his shoulders before trailing across his bare chest. The same chest that he ogled since Paris but never got the chance to fully explore since they broke up before the relationship could go that far. But things were going to change.

Enjoying the way that Tristan's fingers were dancing along his abs, Miles thought it was only fair to make them even so he pulled off the other boy's shirt. With the newfound intimacy, Tristan gripped Miles' hips and led him backwards towards the sofa that was on the other side of the room.

Tristan straddled Miles and tongues battled for dominance. Nails digging into shoulders and fingers kneading the lower back, they weren't usually this rough but both felt the urge to catch up for lost time. So when Tristan slithered himself lower and tugged off the only piece of clothing left on Miles' body, neither one questioned what was going to happen next and they let nature take its course.

After Tristan made Miles' world explode, he climbed back up to nestle in his lover's lap, where they exchanged soft kisses all over their brows and faces. Tristan's kisses turned into gasps when Miles started to return the favour and his teeth sunk into the other boy's neck when he climaxed. No other words needed to be spoken and they cooled down in the shade.

Now that they've connected in ways that they never had before, Tristan was ready to give the world to this boy. It would start with throwing off the debate and letting Miles rule the school. Then he would loyally take his place right by his side and they will surely become Degrassi's new power couple. This year was going to be unforgettable.

Nothing could get in their way now.