Last Kiss
"Oliver, wait…"
Oliver ran toward the door, putting his hand on the knob.
"No, Kyle, I can't.. "
Oliver turned around pushing hair out of his eyes.
"Can't what?" Kyle looked into Oliver's eyes with fiery anger.
"Love you."
Kyle backed away from him putting his hands up as if to surrender.
With tears in his eyes, Oliver turned to Kyle and his lower lip began trembling.
"my…parents…"
"Fuck you, Fish!"
"Please…don't leave.."
"Psh, this is my room, you're leaving…"
"Kyle, I…" Oliver stepped toward him.
"You, what?"
"Love you."
Kyle placed his hands on Oliver's chest and pushed him out the door.
"What a joke…you wouldn't know what love…" Oliver hit the wall.
Oliver kissed him furiously.
"I want you, I love you…"
"I don't understand you! How could you…"
"My parents they…"
"Are not here." Kyle finished the sentence.
Oliver took a step forward and took Kyle's hand, and said: "Not here," Kicking the door open, Oliver picked Kyle up and carried him into the room where they made love until the sun came up.
Kyle blinked back tears. Today was the 25th anniversary of his husbands death. Oliver Fish: killed in the line of duty. He would've been 85 years old.