𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐋

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕

Damien

Making them worried is last thing I want, but I had to see if my mom was ok. Which she was. She had fallen and went to the hospital, that was it. Which she of course forced me to stay longer, or rather guilt tripped me into staying longer.

Saying that she felt like she was going to pass out and some other shit that made me feel bad about leaving, and so I stayed, even with a dead phone, knowing that they'd be concerned. But I didn't expect them to genuinely start panicking from my absence. But I did leave unannounced, and for several hours without telling them I was ok.

"Damien?" I heard Caleb's voice mumble from behind me, I turned around and saw him with a shocked expression.

"Good morning angel." I smiled, he walked over and hugged me from behind without a word. I couldn't tell if he was angry or genuinely happy to see me from how tight he held me.

"Where were you yesterday?" He muttered in my shirt.

I flipped the bacon on the pan before responding. "My mom had fallen, and went to the hospital yesterday. So I made sure she was ok, but she managed to trick me into staying longer."

"You didn't call or text any of us back I thought something bad happened to you. Maybe Nathan had somehow gotten to you or something."

"Nathan couldn't hurt me if he tried. I'd kill him before he could even touched me. For more than one reason obviously. But, my phone went dead. I'm sorry for making you worry angel."

"It's ok, just give someone a heads-up next time."

"Alright, I will. Go sit down, I'll give you your food in a moment."

"Mhm." He let go of me, and pressed a kiss on the corner of my lips before leaving the kitchen for the living room. Minutes later the food was done. Bacon, grits and egg on two plates in my hand while the left overs sit on the stove. I take long strides to the living room, handing Caleb his plate of food.

"How about I turn in the TV?"

"Sure." He replied, and I turned on the TV, just letting a random channel play, neither of us necessarily paying attention to it.

Caleb rests his head on my shoulder, my eyes wonder down on him. His eyes are closed, and he lightly snores. His empty plate on the coffee table whilst he snuggles into my shoulder, a blush tingles my cheeks as I carefully watch him wrap his arms around my one arm.

I pull him into my arms, his ear rests on my upper chest, his body is turned sideways, so his feet rests on my sofa, and his hand lay in his lap.

Hair covers his eyes, subconsciously I push it out of his face, my hand lingers on his skin before I lean down and kiss his lips, soon pulling away.

"You're so beautiful my little prince." Soon my smile fades, recalling what Milo told me last night, and how badly he panicked because of me. "I didn't mean to hurt you like that." My free hand gently massages his thigh.

I shut my eyes about to fall asleep, but a voice interrupts. "It's ok, I forgive you. But don't scare me like that again."

"I promise I won't."

He smiled before leaning up and kissing my lips. Our chaste kiss turns into a lazy make out before Caleb pulls away and presses his finger to my lips.

"I love you, I don't feel like making out with you." He lets out a yawn.

Respecting his wishes, I nod before I kiss the finger he has against my lips, "I love you more."

"You know, I think I should introduce you to my parents."

I froze, "Huh- parents?"

"Yea, I wanna show you guys to my parents. I think they'd love you guys." He said, sitting up in my lap with a large smile.

"I don't know, seeing your parents is a big step." I said sheepishly, "We just started dating a bit of last month. You don't think it too soon?"

"If you don't wanna meet them it's fine, I don't want to force you. Just eventually I want you to meet my parents."

"And we will, just not right now, ok?"

"Can we go back upstairs?" He tiredly asked, standing up from my lap, adjusting the shorts he wore that had slid up his legs, showing off his entire thigh that I couldn't take my eyes off of.

"Yea. You go upstairs and I'll be right there ok?" He nods, leaning down and kisses the corner of my lips before pulling back and striding to the stairs, leaving me alone.

I stand up, grabbing both of our empty plates and taking them to the kitchen and begin to wash the dishes I used to make breakfast. Upon finishing, I leave and go upstairs, joining my boyfriends in bed.
As I slip in the bed with them my phone notification goes off. Sighing, I pulled out my phone, it was my Uncle.

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Uncle Mike

Uncle Mike:

Your parents got into a car crash
A bad one

Me:
What?
This better not be some sick joke
Are they alright?

Uncle Mike:
Im at the hospital right now
There's a chance that they might not make it

Me:
Tell me you're kidding
I was just with them yesterday and they were alright

Uncle Mike:
Yea
On their drive back home they were hit by a large 18 wheeler
They're losing blood as we speak, they might not make it

Me:
Oh my god
What hospital are you at
Im omw

Uncle Mike:
Central Hospital, on Bulova Street

Me:
I'm leaving now
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