Love sick no more

10. Visitors

"That night was the first time I made you cum," Ohm said, his voice a low purr at the memory. "You know, I was always a little guilty that we did that, you were so young."

Mick was blushing again. "I'm glad we did. At least we had that. And that was the first time you told me you loved me."

"You know how I was back then. If that night hadn't happened like it did, I might not have confessed how I felt."

"Knowing you loved me, too, was what gave me strength to go on. I would think about that night every night when I went to bed."

"Did you ever touch yourself, thinking about that?" Ohm asked, his tone playful, his hand drawing soft circles in Mick's back.

Mick's red face and refusal to answer gave Ohm the answer he wanted. He chuckled. "Let's see if I still remember how..." Ohm said, and his hand reached for Mick's cock and found it already hard. Ohm remembered how, Mick was happy to discover.

Their evening shower turned into a water fight that made both of them squeal and giggle. When they were dry and had put on their sleep wear, Mick snuggled into Ohm's arms with a sleepy, blissful sigh.

"Hey," Ohm whispered. "I love you."

Mick glowed with happiness. "I love you too."

***

They were deep asleep the next morning, when Ohm's mobile rang. Ohm groaned. He looked at the boy sleeping soundly in his arms, an angelic look on his face and was again lost in the sight. The mobile made annoying noises again, and Ohm hastily found it and pressed the answer button.

"What?!" Ohm said, somewhere between a bark and a whisper.

"Ohm, you jerk, are you still asleep? Did you forget our brunch?"

Ohm groaned. "Noh, I'm sorry, I did..."

"What the hell, Ohm!"

"Noh... it's Mick. He's back."

Noh dropped the phone in his shock and had to scramble to retrieve it. "What did you say?!"

"Mick is back," Ohm repeated and couldn't stop a happy laugh.

"Did you just.. Did you just laugh? Ohm, is this real? Mick is back? Are you sure you're not dreaming?"

Ohm looked down at the head on his chest and kissed it tenderly. "He's here, with me now. Look, I'll tell you all about it later, but I'm sorry, I will have to skip brunch today. I'm not ready to leave Mick yet."

"Bring him with you then," Noh said curtly.

Ohm looked at the boy who was now waking up, his eyes heavy with sleep. Mick rubbed his face against Ohm's chest with a purr and Ohm's breath caught.

"We can't be in public yet. Tell Phun I'm sorry."

"Can't be in public...! What the hell are you talking about?! Look, whatever, we'll get take out and come there."

"Noh, no—!"

"We'll be there in 15 minutes. Make sure you're decent, because we're coming in anyway," Noh said and finished the call angrily.

"Did you say Mick?" Phun asked, his eyes round.

"Apparently that asshole is back."

"Noh...."

"We're going there. Ohm is too loved up to let his boyfriend out of the house yet, so we're taking brunch to them."

"Noh... calm down. I'm sure there is a good explanation."

"Not good enough," Noh said, his eyes hard. His thoughts went back to when Mick disappeared, and the two years since then. "Not good enough." He got up and walked to the counter to order.

Meanwhile, Ohm roused the adorably sleepy Mick, slapping his bare butt with enthusiasm when Mick wasn't getting up. "Noh and Phun will be here in 15 minutes. I'm not letting them see you like this. Shower, now!"

Grumbling, Mick did as he was told, and while he showered, Ohm brushed his teeth.

"Noh and Phun? They're coming here?" Mick was finally awake enough to process what Ohm had said.

"Yes, they're still together, as obnoxiously happy as ever, and on their way over. I completely forgot we had brunch plans today. Hurry up, I still need to have my shower."

Mick pouted. "We could have showered together," he said, as he turned off the water and stepped out of the shower cubicle. Ohm's eyes followed the water droplets running down Mick's naked body and he licked his lips unconsciously.

Mick's blush and breathless laugh made Ohm realise what he was doing. He locked eyes with Mick and thought until he remembered what Mick had just said. "No, we couldn't have. Get dressed before I eat you," he said, his cock already semi hard, and stepped into the shower. He turned it cold, and stood shivering under it. He needed a clear head for this.

After he had towelled off, Ohm took out the red pen again. The ink in Mick's tattoo had already faded, from Mick's sweat and the last washed off in the shower. He colored the same two hearts as before, then took a photo. He sent the message to Mick when he was brushing his teeth: "Together forever".

Ten minutes later, both boys were dressed in t-shirts and shorts, Mick making do with Ohm's again. They were clearing the dining table that still showed the aftermath of the dinner they had ordered in the previous evening, when the doorbell rang.

Mick walked into the kitchen with the trash as Ohm went to open the door. Noh looked furious, and Ohm blinked. Phun lifted the bags with their breakfasts apologetically. Noh and Phun toed off their shoes and walked into the living room just as Mick walked out of the kitchen.

Mick stared at Phun and Noh, both looking so much more mature and handsome than they had in highschool. Noh no longer had a buzz cut, but had let his hair grow longer, like Ohm had. The longer hair suited him very well. Mick raised his hand in a shy wave.

Noh stared at him. "So it is you." The anger that had festered during the past two years, and blown up into a rage since his call to Ohm burst. "Where the fuck have you been! How could you do that to Ohm! Do you have any idea what you did to him? Do you?!"

"Noh!" Phun cried out, looking at Noh in horror. He had never seem Noh like this.

Noh shook off his hand. "You just fucking left and left me to take care of the pieces! The nights when Ohm got so drunk he could only sob and scream your name. The search we did for you, all the places we called. All the theories, all the excuses he made, all the times he cried, thinking you had abandoned him without an explanation. How could you do it, Mick?!"

As Noh stepped closer to Mick, his hands clenched into fists, and Ohm stopped in front of him. "Noh, I love you, you're my best friend, but don't ever yell at my boyfriend again."

Mick was sobbing behind Ohm, and Ohm turned to take him in his arms. "It's alright, I know it wasn't your fault."

"Then what was it?" Noh asked, no longer yelling, but his voice an angry croak. "What the hell happened?"

Mick was still sobbing, so Ohm answered. "I don't know exactly," he had to admit.

"How can you not know? Mick didn't tell you?"

"We've been... busy," Ohm said, blushing. Noh threw his arms in the air with disgust, but before he could say anything, Ohm interrupted him. "Mick said it wasn't his fault, and nothing else mattered now that we're together."

"I'm sorry Noh," Mick finally said, emerging from behind Ohm. "I understand why you're angry with me." He took a deep breath. "It was my father. He saw us kissing that last night."