Thought

John sat down on the guest bed. “We came home and didn't seem to close the door properly. Gregor saw us kissing and lost his nerve. He hit me in the face, Luc thwarted the second blow in my direction ... he has traumatic brain injury, Dad. "

“Just a second, are you going to tell me that Gregor hit you because you only kissed? You didn't provoke and attack him? ”John shook his head violently, which caused him a wall of pain because of the broken nose and looked at his father confused. “That bastard. I'll take care of that! ”With these words, Karl left the apartment and left his son alone, who looked after his father blankly.

Luc's head throbbed, his eyes wouldn't open, instead he tried to swallow the musty taste in his mouth. Beeping noises penetrated the roar in his head. -Hospital- he sighed inwardly.

"Mister Stone? Do you hear me? ”A hand touched his shoulder and Luc tried to understand the words. Why did the male voice call him Stone? Suddenly his eyes widened, his upper body shot up, ripping off some electrodes from his bare chest. "John, where is he?" The jerky movement quickly took revenge, because he felt sick and before he could react, his stomach cramped and he spat bile on his bed.

“Take it easy, Mister Stone, your partner just drove home and will be back soon. My name is Doctor Richards, you were brought in here yesterday. Do you remember what happened? "

"My name is Miller, Luc Gregor Miller."

The doctor frowned and stroked his black hair. After the bed was re-made, he sat down next to Luc and took a deep breath. After asking a few questions about Luc's memory, which Luc answered with rolled eyes, his preliminary diagnosis was made. "There seems to be a temporary amnesia."

"What happened? Why am I here? "

“You were attacked yesterday and fell against the door frame in your apartment. A deep laceration on the back of the head caused a craniocerebral trauma. We can rule out consequential damage to 90% and your memory should completely recover in the next few days. "

“Who attacked me and what about John? Has something happened to him? "

“Her husband has a fractured nasal bone that luckily has not been postponed and will heal well together. Given the circumstances, he's doing fine. I cannot tell you who attacked you, I have no information about that. "

Luc nodded automatically, but only one thing dominated his thinking. The doctor said husband and spoke to him as Stone, did that mean ... there was only one reason why ... he and John had married, but why?

Luc closed his eyes in resignation, noticed how Doctor Richards told him to inject a painkiller and soon thanked him mentally for the pain-free sleep.

The next time Luc opened his eyes, he saw John sitting by the bed and reading a magazine. Startled, he looked at his friend's nose, which had now turned blue, green and red and was swollen. "Does it hurt a lot?" It escaped Luc's mouth before he could think.

"That's OK. How are you?"

"Right now, my brain seems to be giving up trying to blow my head. What happened?"

John literally squirmed under his gaze. “Your father lost control and wanted to show me what he thought of me. Unfortunately, you got caught when you intervened. "

"Damn. I am sorry."

"There is nothing to be sorry about."

"Yes, it was a matter of time ... it's my fault if I hadn't told him the nonsense back then ..."

"That has nothing to do with that," interrupted John, brushing his hand. Luc immediately noticed the shiny ring. His gaze wandered to his fingers, which did not show any, he looked around and saw the small, narrow circlet on the bedside table. Definitely wedding rings! John seemed to have followed his gaze. “Do you still remember the last few days? Richards spoke of an amnesia. " 

"Hm ... not really," he grabbed his ring and slipped it over his finger, then his hand went to John's, who looked at him quite surprised. "Who asked whom?"

"Me you when we were in Las Vegas."

Luc grinned, couldn't really imagine how John had just come to propose to him, but the thought of it felt really good. Luc had thought about it all his life. what it would be like with a man ... and apparently he had received the answer. His best friend had convinced him of that. "Is that why my father forgot himself so much?"

“Yes, he caught us kissing. Apparently the door wasn't closed properly. "

-Kiss-, it echoed in Luc's head and his eyes went to John's lips. He had really kissed his best friend and ... was there more? Just the thought was enough to let it sink into his loins. - No longer just best friend, husband too! - he corrected himself in his thoughts and it triggered a tingling sensation in his stomach that he had only read about before. Even if it supposedly should be incredibly pleasant and not that intense. Or was it his conscience? Luc's thoughts were racing. His father's words from 14 years ago echoed in his ears. "Disgusting, deviant individuals, what looks after the same sex. You won't become such a leper, did you understand me? ”Gregor repeated these words over and over again and created long-lasting memories with his hand. But if he had married John voluntarily, something must have happened to give him courage. And while he had always put his best friend above his family, it couldn't just be affection for them. As deep as it might go, Luc clung to his parents, and at almost 30 years of age still hoped for recognition and affection from them.

"What happened between my parents and me?"

"You stood up to them, packed your things and moved in with me." John's gaze was still on her hands, which were clasped on the white sheet. His breath seemed to hold again and again, yet he didn't move an inch. 

"Are you all right, John?" Finally he looked up and Luc almost lost himself in his eyes. He squeezed his hand gently and smiled.