Adam sighed as he opened his eyes, his alarm blaring in his ear. Jessica was curled up next to him and he smiled at her as she opened her eyes sleepily.
"Ugh. Turn it off babe." Jessica's voice was thick with sleep.
Adam reached over him and hit the alarm, glaring at the red light as it read 6:00 am. He hated waking up early, it was like a curse to him. He had to today though, his dad was coming to see him. He had to be ready for that.
He kissed Jessica's head and climbed over her, laughing when she rubbed her body against his for a moment. They dated, occasionally, but lately they had decided they were better off friends, especially because they both had a sinking feeling he was more than just bi, he was gay.
He knew Jess though, she would keep up pretenses of being his sometimes fling and always closest friend until he decided to fully come out of the closet.
A lot of people knew he was bi. He had just told Brad, Jessica knew, and the fraternity brothers knew. No one treated him different, well not much different anyway.
Until then they cuddled at night because they both had their own inner demons, and having someone to hold close made it better, even if it was just for a little while. Adam walked to the door in his boxers, grabbing a towel and a fresh pair and heading to take a shower. His dad would be here in three hours, four at the most, and in all honesty when approaching the man he had seen twice since he turned 18, it wasn't nearly enough time.
Jessica was going with him, along with his friend Brad and his boyfriend Kyle. He needed all the support he could get, though he told them it was just because he wanted to prove to his father that he had friends. The man had already threatened to send him to a shrink, thinking he had caused him so many emotional problems that his life was miserable. Cocky bastard.
Stripping down he stepped into the boy's showers, nodding to James who was showering next to him. Adam was one of the leader's of the Beta fraternity, even though he was a junior, because he had worked his ass off to get there. He had friends in every sorority and fraternity, in the administration office, he had even had lunch with the dean a few times. His dad had no idea who he was because Adam had made sure never to tell him. The jerk didn't deserve to know anything about him that he didn't find out firsthand, not a damn thing.
"Hey Adam, you ok man?"
James's voice caught him off guard and he glanced up, realizing he was staring off into space.
"Yea James I'm good. Thanks."
The man smiled, one year Adam's senior and nodded, going back to his shower. James and Adam got along better than anyone in the fraternity. Adam was pretty sure it was because they both came from shitty families, the only difference was James was an open book and Adam kept his secrets locked away inside.
James knew Adam was bi and had no problem with it, as long as he didn't hit on him they were fine, he had said once with a smile. James was one of the closest friends he had besides Jessica and Brad.
James finished his shower first and turned to walk out, noticing when Adam turned around so he wouldn't be looking at him. The man tried so hard to make sure he never thought he was looking at anyone, it was sad sometimes.
"Hey Adam?"
Adam turned at James's voice, keeping his eyes very steadily on the man's face. James smiled, blushing a little and Adam fought not to roll his eyes.
"I have a friend. He just came out of the closet, and I was wondering if maybe..."
Adam laughed, a little surprised, "Are you pimping me out James?"
James's whole face turned red as he sputtered, "No, no Adam not at all I didn't mean-"
Adam cut him off with a smile, "It was a joke. I'd love to meet your friend. I got something to do at 9 but I should hopefully be done at 10, if you wanna have lunch or something. Or I can just meet him at the party tonight."
James smiled in relief, "The party will be fine. His name is Evan. I think you'll like him."
Adam nodded, turning back around, "Sounds good, see you then."
James mumbled a thank you before hastily exiting the showers and Adam waited until he was gone to lean his head heavily against the warm tile in front of him, letting the water pour in strong waves down his back. Today was not going to be a good day.
Chapter Two: Daddy's back
Jess's hand was tight in Adam's as they made their way to the campus café, Brad and Kyle next to them. Adam saw his dad's limo parked out front long before he actually saw the man himself. Kyle gave a low whistle at the stretch black beauty and Adam laughed a little.
"Show off." He mumbled as he walked by it, his reflection clear in the shiny surface.
Adam took a deep breath, squeezing Jessica's hand tightly and opened the door to the little café, spotting his dad instantly by all the people around him. He drew people to him like moths to a flame, or more accurately gold diggers to a millionaire. Adam's dad owned one of the biggest internet companies in the united states, and he wasn't ashamed to flaunt it. The man had more money then he knew what to do with.
Adam's dad was tall, very tall compared to Adam's 5'9 body. He was well built, like a man that had money for a personal trainer, and while Adam wasn't tiny he was smaller, much smaller. They had the same bright blue eyes and strong facial structure, and even the black hair was the same, though drastically different styles.
Adam had the always laid back look, while his dad looked like his back would snap if he breathed to deep.
The man looked over as they walked in, his eyes falling on Adam with recognition. Adam sighed a little, relieved. He had a bet with himself that his father wouldn't even recognize him, he had only seen him twice, once when he was 13 and once when he was 18. The last time was 3 years ago, so he wasn't really sure.
The man stood up and walked towards them, smiling a little as everyone cleared a path for him without him having to say a word. Adam stood up straighter as he watched his father come. It took everything in his body not to bolt. This man scared him, scared him down to his core.
He was powerful, and he was big, and worst he had the key to healing the horrible black hole in the bottom of Adam's heart. Jessica tightened her hold and Adam felt Brad grab his shoulder as he realized he had taken a step back.
Adam's dad stopped in front of him and looked down, towering over him though Adam wasn't entirely sure he meant to do it. No one spoke as the two men looked at each other, one up and one down, blue eyes blazing. Finally Adam's dad broke and he moved that last step closer, until they were touching.
"Adam." He whispered, voice cracking.
Adam gasped as he was swept into huge arms, feet leaving the ground as his father crushed him to his chest. He didn't hug him back, just kind of hung there limp in his arms but his dad didn't notice. The big man had his face buried in Adam's neck as he held him close.
Well, Adam thought, this breaks every guy etiquette I've ever heard of. After a minute of awkward stares and lots of whispers his dad put him down, smiling as his friends moved forward instantly to surround him.
"It's really nice to see you Adam, thank you for coming."
Adam's father had a deep baritone and Adam glared at the girls nearby that giggled when they heard it. The man was 39, he wasn't that old, but sure as hell he wasn't going to date anyone on this campus.
"Would you like to sit down?"
Adam nodded and they all trooped over to an empty booth near the back. Adam sat across from his dad instantly so Brad was stuck on the side with the big man because he was the second biggest.
Jessica, Kyle and Adam were all small enough able to fit comfortably on the other side. Adam's father stared at him, just stared at him across the table. He did it for so long that Adam finally sighed, looking up.
"What Victor?"
Victor looked startled, "Nothing. You just look so much like your mother. I haven't seen you in so long Adam, I just wanted to memorize your face."
Adam spoke before he could think, "Well whose fault is that Victor?"
Victor clearly hated it when Adam called him by his name, he flinched every time.
"It's mine and I take responsibility for that. I wasn't there for you, and when your mom died I came to the funeral and I left. I'm trying to take responsibility for my actions Adam, I want to make things right between us."
Adam shook his head, "I don't think you can."
Victor's face fell instantly, "Well wont you let me try?"
Adam stared at his father for a long time, doing the same thing he had just got frustrated at him for doing. Finally he answered.
"I don't know Victor. I really don't."
They watched as Victor's face closed down, smoothing to a very familiar blank mask.
"Ah, that's where he gets it from." Kyle whispered and that brought a small smile to everyone but Victor, who frowned.
"I think it's time for you to go Victor. We'll...try this again another time ok?"
Victor stood, almost knocking Brad out of the booth. "Yes Adam. We will."
Everyone frowned as the big man walked away without another word.
"That sounded a little scary." Jessica said and Adam didn't respond.
What could he say, he agreed with her.
Chapter Three: Not what he thought
The day passed by pretty quickly, Adam going through the motions of regular life while his mind stayed blissfully unattached. Finally at 6:30 he snapped out of it, going downstairs to help set up for the party tonight. He looked around for James but he didn't see him.
He was a little excited to meet Evan, not as much as he would normally be but at least it was something.
Adam was expecting, by the way Evan sounded, that he was going to be a small timid little guy, shy, and scared about being judged. Adam wasn't that big, but he had some muscles. He resembled more of a surfer than a fighter, but he didn't really like little guys. He figured he'd just talk to him, reassure him, answer his questions and send him home.
What James walked in with however, had Adam's jaw almost on the floor.
The man with James, who he could only assume, and hope, was Evan was anything but small and timid.
The guy was bigger than Brad, about the size of Mike, another friend of theirs. He had to be 6'4 at the minimum, probably 300 pounds, and try as he might he couldn't see any fat on the man. He was wearing a muscle shirt under a open blue button up, and snug fitting blue jeans. He had eyes so dark brown they looked black, blonde hair, and tan, tan skin.
He was like a hot fudge Sunday on a hot summer day. This...was the newly out of the closet, shy gay guy?
