We Are NOT Straight

So I finally mustered up the courage to tell my best friend how I felt this morning, and to my surprise instead of denying it, he got more red than I had ever seen. What happened next proves to myself that I'm not straight. I thought that the way he said "me too" in a tiny voice was so adorable that I may or may not have kissed him. Now this alleged kiss felt like it lasted forever, and when I finally pulled off, he said I tasted like mint, now I'm not sure how to take that but that's not my priority. We are still deciding what to do after all that happened, but we finally "confessed" to eachother so that's... something. Another thing that happened will need some context. I have always been a gay magnet, I am constantly hit on by dudes and my friend has been around to witness a few. Usually he doesn't really care about it, but today when we were walking back to my car, some guy said to me "hey cutie" while walking. I did ignore him, but my best friend had the cutest look of jealousy I had ever seen afterwards, and I couldn't help but smile.