Current husband

"I honestly do not know. Are you really OK?"

“At the moment I am convinced that I have never been better. Whatever happened between the two of us, that we took the step, seems to be the best that could have happened to me. "

Luc was still out of his mind, John was now sure of that. His friend almost looked at him ... in love, that couldn't be. Luc met him again at this point, which was still his undoing for John, but at the moment he cared very little. Slowly he leaned forward and gently brushed his lips over Luc's cheek. There was no apparent reason in his heart that he wasn't finally getting what he longed for. If Luc was convinced he was in love with him, maybe he could really make him love him. Best before its memory returns.

Luc's hand also rose cautiously and lay on his neck. "I have no memory of a kiss between us."

John nodded in understanding, kissed his cheek down to his chin and then up to his husband's lips. -Husband-, whispered a small voice in his head, making him sigh with relish as their lips met and gently rubbed one another. The pressure on his neck increased, showing him that Luc clearly wanted more than just a cuddle of her lips. Carefully because of his wounds, he intensified the kiss, captured Luc's mouth and elicited an excited sound that vibrated through his body. He could clearly get used to that and everything in him required more of it. Luc didn't seem to be doing otherwise either, pulling him closer and closer, feeling his husband's upper body with his hands. John grasped a need he had never felt before and was almost grateful for the knocking, which seconds later broke their intense contact.

Beate Stone looked at her son with a smile, then looked at her son-in-law, who immediately gained in color and whose cheeks were adorned with a deep red.

"As I can see, our concern was quite unfounded, they seem to be fine," Beate looked at her husband behind her.

"I like to hear that, now go in so that we can greet you."

John sat back on his chair and Luc pressed the switch that made the head of the bed straighten up. So he was soon sitting in bed and nodded to Karl and Beate with an embarrassed smile.

Karl went to his son and Beate went around the bed, put a fruit basket on the bedside table. "Vitamins so you can get well again quickly, my boy."

"Thank you." Luc's voice was way too high, which made John smile. He promptly met a warning look from brown eyes, which only led to the fact that he had to resist laughing. "You're stupid!" Luc commented on his behavior.

"Irresistibly stupid, I know", John escaped and he laughed. It was liberating, it filled his heart. He hadn't felt this well in a long time, even though his parents were there. They joined in his laughter and when Karl's hand came to rest on his shoulder, John knew that it couldn't get any better. The moment was downright perfect.

Luc felt Beate's gentle caress on his arm and looked at her. In her eyes he saw something that he had missed from his parents since early childhood. Affection! The Stones had always been different from his parents. Accepted the friendship between him and John and he was welcomed. One thing, however, was that both parents were alike, and that was in their imagination of their sons' lives. Studying, getting into business and getting married, for which they had chosen more than one potentially suitable woman. Luc was feeling insecure. In films, the parents always pretended that everything was okay and no sooner was the chosen one alone with them than they asked him to leave their own child. Referring to what's best for the kid and stuff like that. Would that be in store for him too? 

“You are pretty pale. Are you not well? ”Beate put her hand on his forehead and looked at him worried.

“I feel a little queasy in my stomach. It was all a bit much. "

"Do not worry. Your father will have to answer, I personally washed your mother's head and should she not bring it to her senses yet ... I know we cannot replace her, but you should know that you are both always welcome here. "

“My wife is right. The only thing we always wanted for John was that he find true love and if that's you, that's fine with us. I didn't know your father was that homophobic. His expressions for the two of you weren't exactly socially acceptable. But be sure of the words of my wife, we accept you as you are. "

Luc nodded to both of them and closed his eyes. He wasn't going to give himself up now and let his tears run free. He had last done that in his youth, and it should stay that way.

“Mum, Dad, don't be angry, but I think that's enough for today. Luc is ready. "

“Of course, what about you? Don't you want to rest a little too? Shall we drive you home? "

Luc held his breath, he didn't want John to leave, he should stay with him, at least until he fell asleep.

“I'm here with the car myself and I don't intend to drive yet. Mum, don't look like that, I'm old enough and I know what I'm doing. "

Beates sighing could be heard. “Of course you are, and you are right. I wouldn't leave your father's side either if he were here. Take care of Luc so that he gets out of here soon. "

"I will. See you. ”The dull clacking of the heels sounded on the linoleum and then the door was opened and closed again. “It's too much for you, can that be? I mean what my parents said to you. "

"Something ... I wish mine were the same. John, is it unfair if I don't allow you to have such great parents? "

"As long as I can allow you that they are now your in-laws."

The word parents stuck in Luc's head, still haunted him when his eyes closed and he slipped into a peaceful sleep.

John, however, was still awake in his bed and staring at the ceiling. He didn't have to close his eyes to see Luc before him. Didn't need the memory to feel his lips on his. Everything was still so present in his head, on his skin, as if it had just happened. Slowly he turned to one side, pulled the second pillow in his double bed towards him and hugged it. He'd never felt so lonely before, felt so wrong not to be with someone. So it was already beginning, his downfall. John had fallen head over heels in love with his best friend, whom he was now married to. That could only go wrong, after all, his life wasn't a romantic kitsch film, or a fairy tale, even if he wanted it to be at the moment. What was it like in those fluffy films that women liked? In the end everything turned out fine, you kissed on a football field or on a bridge ... maybe even a wedding was hinted at at the end.

Neither of them played football, a bridge was at least ten miles away, and the wedding was history. So nothing suggested that they could ever have such a happy ending. Even so, John allowed himself to pretend that night. Acted every woman's movie he'd watched over the years as a template for a happy ending with Luc. His best friend and current husband.