Kevin woke up and got confused when he heard his alarm going off. He opened his eyes and realized it was nine in the morning. He had an hour to get up, get dressed, and pack before Brad picked him up. He had been home visiting his parents for Thanksgiving and now his roommate was coming to pick him up to drive back to campus.
As he waited at the front door for Brad, his mom was going on and on about how Christmas was so far away and that he should come home and visit more often. Sarah was there as well and they glanced at each other, trying not to giggle at their mom's neurosis.
Brad's sports car pulled into the driveway and Kevin said his goodbyes. Kevin got into the car and the drive back to campus was quiet and uneventful. They had a relaxing evening and as they were getting ready for bed Kevin was the first to ask.
"My bed or yours?"
"Yours. You have a more comfortable duvet." Kevin grinned and let Brad climb into bed with him. They cuddled all night and had a very peaceful sleep. They slept soundly and didn't hear Brad's cell phone ringing at six in the morning. They were awakened at seven by a loud knocking on the door. Brad was on the outside of the bed so got up and stumbled to the door. Kevin awoke to Brad talking to someone at the door. He heard only bits of the conversation.
"...Yes, I can be there right away. Thank you Bill."
"What's up?" Brad's face was looking very serious.
"My dad had a heart attack on the way home from Italy. The plane landed and he's at a hospital in New York. I have to go now."
Kevin watched as his boyfriend struggled to pack up some things. Clothes were flying everywhere and all Kevin could do was call out important things that Brad should be packing. Kevin and Brad had just gotten home from visiting family at Thanksgiving. The resident advisor had just knocked on their door and told them that Brad's father had had a heart attack. Kevin watched helplessly as Brad dressed and was on the phone confirming his flight arrangements. He had to get to New York as quickly as possible and his mother had already arranged for a flight. Brad walked over and kissed Kevin passionately.
"I love you. I'll be home soon."
And with that, Brad was off. Kevin dragged himself through classes, making sure to take details notes to share with Brad when he got back. He kept checking his cell phone for text messages. He had never met Brad's parents, but knew that they were in Italy for the month of November. He hoped that Brad got to New York safely and was worried about Brad's father. Right before bed, the phone rang and Kevin was glad to hear Brad's voice.
"I'm in New York now. He was checked out and is healthy enough to fly home tomorrow. I'll be back tomorrow night. I miss you."
"I miss you too."
"How much do you miss me?"
"A lot. Where are you?"
