It started with a simple greeting.
"Dork."
"Hello, Kevin."
Furtive glances exchanged in the hallway.
"Call me when you get home."
"Why?"
"I just need to talk to you is all. Please?"
"Well, since you asked so nicely."
"What a smartass."
A shared joke at lunch.
"Can I see you tonight?"
"I don't know. Can you?"
"MAY I see you tonight, Smartass?"
"Sure, but only me. My smart ass has plans."
A mutual understanding and respect for one another's space and privacy.
"I...I think...No...I KNOW I like you."
"Well, I like you, too."
"No, you dork! I like-like you."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
That smile.
"Shut up and kiss me, you big idiot."
A need to keep up appearances.
"Stay the night. No one will know."
Those eyes, tho.
"I promise I won't hurt you. But you gotta trust me."
"I trust you."
A fear of the known and unknown.
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
Fighting for survival.
"I miss you. I miss us."
"I want to...try."
"That's all we can do."
Taking a step into the light.
"I won't leave your side."
Shaking free of expectations.
"I don't care about THEM, I care about YOU!"
Standing tall.
"I do it ALL for him."
Facing it all head on.
"Oh, my god. Are they holding hands?!"
Together.
"He's my boyfriend."
"He's my fiancé."
"He's my husband."
"He's mine."
