Yaoi Fanfic/Anime/Manga Clichees #3

Okay, this is the thing I hate the most.

Imagine the following situation:

You're a gay/bi/pansexual/demisexual/whatever-somehow-you're-into-guys guy and are in a club. And you're drunk.

Somewhere you see your dream-man standing and you go to him. You kiss.

On the next morning you don't remember anything that happend afterwards the kiss. (Maybe you maked out, imagine as you wish) But you have his number written on your arm.

You notice that you like the guy very much and want to see him again. But you begin to question yourself:
Should I really call him? Does he like me the same I like him? Does he like how I look?

Is he gay?

CUTIE. HE WOULD HAVE NOT FUCKING GAVE YOU HIS NUMBER IF HE DIDN'T WANT YOU TO CALL.

MAYBE YOU SHOULD CALL HIM TO FIND OUT IF HE LIKES YOU.

AND I DON'T THINK, THAT HE WOULD HAVE FUCKING KISSED YOU AND GAVE YOU HIS NUMBER IF HE WASN'T GAY. (or some of the other things, ya know. Okay, it could be that he is straight and only into you and stuff, but the next sentence will explain this.)

AND I THINK, THAT HE WOULDN'T HAVE KISSED YOU IF HE WASN'T INTERESTED IN YOU.

MAN.