Six years ago, Dylan Caldwell was left behind by the love of his life without no clue as to why. It hurt for a long time, but now he has this little ray of sunshine and happiness in his life. His daughter Isabella.
Between being a partner at a firm...
"Should I call you Honey-bun? What about Chocolate Cupcake? Sweet Pea? Ooh, maybe Wifey?" Dylan had the sudden urge to bang his own head just so he could relieve himself from this astronomical feeling of mortification. Jesus Lord, sweep him off his feet and take him to Heaven. Dylan thought that asking Noah to pretend to be his husband would be humiliating enough, but now that Noah's practically milking the cow for all the money it's worth Dylan couldn't help but to feel like literally being put to SHAME.
"Noah, I beg you, please stop." Dylan chuckled, finding humor in the traumatizing experience. This actually reminded him as to why he was drawn to Noah in the first place. Noah's outwardly care-free and hilarious personality helped him cope throughout the whole Christian debacle, and while being with Noah, he actually felt some of his metaphorical scars fade.
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Dylan's mind wandered back to a very fond memory of how they first met about five and a half years ago, barely a year after Christian dissapeared. It was back in the day when his very nosy, yet lovable parents decided that Dylan had spent enough time brooding and being gloomy that they decided to force him out of his previous apartment so that he could join them at the fundraising event that was held in the benefit of acquiring better equipment for the Fire Department. Dylan remember thinking that he was only there for moral support and family solidarity seeing as his father is the Fire Chief, but Dylan soon figured out that his parents had other plans that day.
Chuckling, Dylan remembered being such an idiot for believing that his parents actually needed more pancake batter, and that they didn't have an ulterior motive for sending him to the kitchen. Turning his back to the door in search for the batter was a big mistake, as illustrated by the sound of a 'click' indicating that the door was now locked. Dylan also remember being so shaken by his parents' shadiness, that the sound of footsteps alluded his sense of hearing.
"Dude, did your parents just lock us in the kitchen together?" At that time Noah had just taken the job at the Fire Department. It also came to mind that his parents were raving about a new employee who was coincidentally gay and approximately around his age. At first, Dylan could recall himself thinking that this man couldn't possibly be gay. Noah was extremely straight-looking, gorgeous, and messy - almost like a beautiful hurricane. His outfit was basically monochromatic, and he held a bucket of chicken wings in his left hand while simultaneously ravaging a crispy chicken tender with his right.
At that moment, Dylan remembered Noah offering him some chicken wings, but all Dylan could muster up was a look of disgust. He guessed that he wasn't good enough in schooling his emotions back then and Noah immediately understood how Dylan felt about him. In an attempt to make himself a little more presentable, Noah preceded to wipe his right hand with his shirt and ruffled his short and trimmed beard to get rid of any residual food crumbs. Dylan chuckled at how unsure Noah looked despite being a little grossed out by what he did.
"You're not one of those non-fat eating gays are you? Cause I'm telling you if you are then this would not work out because I love me some meat. Furthermore, I honestly have to say that you don't even need to limit yourself to non-fat food because your body is already slammin', eat some meat boy!" By now Dylan's chuckling had grown to a full out laughter thinking about the sexual connotations of what Noah just said, although soon due to being the emotional mess that he was, it didn't take long before his laughter altered to sobbing as he plopped down on the kitchen floor.
