Scott was gay, and his grandpa was homophobic. They clashed a lot, but Scott made it work. He had a great, but secret, relationship, and everything was going his way. That is, until his grandpa ended up in the hospital. Everything seemed to be falling apart until he went to the hospital's Starbucks and met the man of his dreams. He was gorgeous with brown hair and shining chocolate diamond eyes. He was smart, he listened, and he was sassy as hell. The only problem, Scott didn't know his name. Things start getting better, and Scott tries to figure out HIS name. He would hang out with the guy just to try and find out his name. Does he figure it out and do they live happily ever after like in fairytales, or does Grandpa James tear them apart?