... I don't own digimon or any of the character though I wish I did!...
Tai sighed as he watched the snow falling outside his window. He loved the snow, it reminded him of Matt. A tear slowly slid down his face as he thought of his boyfriend. He missed him. For the last three weeks, Matt had been on tour with his band in America. America was so far away.
But it wasn't like he didn't hear from Matt. In fact, Matt called him everyday, and matt had given him permission to call him if he needed. Tai had almost called him twice today; fortunately he had stopped himself because he knew he would get in trouble with that big of a phone bill. He missed Matt.
He looked at the clock, it was 7:30. Matt wasn't supposed to call him until 8:15, and his dad and Kari got home at nine. He didn't have a mom, she died when Tai was four, and he barely remembered her. The only thing that seemed to stay in his mind was that she always told him to follow his dreams. He had, or at least he'd tried before his dad and/or Kari got in the way.
He slowly got up and went into the kitchen. There was no reason to hurry because there was nothing to do. He stared at the fridge as if willing it to open for him. He reached forward and opened the door. There was no food, as always, due to the fact that the closest food store was five blocks away, and he couldn't drive. He missed Matt's cooking. It was amazing and not to mention free.
He poured himself a glass of water, the only thing he'd eaten all day. He knew his dad would make him go to the store tomorrow or maybe even tonight. He hoped not tonight because of the snow and because of how scary the city was at night.
Tai had only been attacked once in the alleyway from his house to the store, which resulted in a black eye and a deep scar on his arm. Fortunately, Matt had been home to take care of him then, and he really didn't want to get hurt again, even if Matt had been home.
He finished the glass and put it in the dishwasher which he had emptied earlier that day. It looked lonely all alone in the dishwasher. Tai was lonely, he missed Matt. Rain started pouring from his eyes. Why did everything have to remind him of Matt? By now he was sobbing. He went into the living room and sat on the couch. He pulled his legs to his chest and cried. Suddenly, the loud ring of the phone interrupted his thoughts.