Conner McKinley was fast asleep in his bed, clutching tight to the porcelain white bed sheets. Since finally gaining the courage to come out of the closet, and admitting his love for his now boyfriend, his "hell dreams" became less and less frequent until one day they stopped altogether. Conner now sleeps soundly. This morning, however, he was rudely awakened by a large thump on the bed.

"Conner! CONNER! Wake up!" a young man's voice giddily implored.

The young man was Kevin Price, Conner's boyfriend of exactly one year, and also a former Mormon missionary who served in Uganda with Conner. Of the pair, Kevin was generally the more mature and collected one, often in favor of discipline and structure. However, the roles were reversed on this occasion, as the rude awakening did not amuse Conner.

"It's 6 AM," Conner groggily declared glancing at the clock beside his bed. "What are you doing up this early?"

"Today's the day!" Kevin eagerly exclaimed, practically jumping on the bed beside Conner.

"What day?"

"Come on, Conner. You tell me to take the next four days off from work just for kicks? I know you're up to something. We're going somewhere, aren't we?"

Conner sat up in bed and grinned. "Maybe…"

Kevin playfully slapped Conner on the arm. "You're killing me, Con! We haven't been anywhere since we got back from Uganda! Now tell me, where are we going?"

"Well, I really wanted to wait until we got to the airport to tell you. I wanted it to be a REAL surprise…"

"Oh no, I can't wait that long! Tell me now!"

"Are you sure?"

"YES!" Kevin impatiently growled.

Conner smiled and laid a quick peck on his boyfriend's lips. "I love watching you beg," he said seductively. He reached over and opened the drawer of his nightstand and pulled out an envelope from U.S. Airways. "Happy one year anniversary, Kevin."

Kevin smiled. "I love you so much. Now let's see where we're going!" Kevin secretly hoped his boyfriend knew him well enough to take him to the one place he would want to spend the rest of his life in if he could. Eagerly, he ripped the envelope from Conner's hand and opened it up to reveal two plane tickets. Looking over the itinerary, Kevin's smile began to weaken slightly.

"…oh. Philadelphia?"

"Yeah!" Conner said excitedly. "There's so much to do there! There's the liberty bell, the Constitution Center, and all the cheesesteaks we can eat! Doesn't that sound like fun?"

"Yeah… I've never been before. This'll be fun." Kevin tried his best to act excited about the trip his boyfriend had planned, but somehow he was unable to convince Conner.

"You don't seem too happy."

"Oh no. Sorry, I really am… it's just…" Kevin's voice trailed off. He looked at Conner and Conner was able to instantly read the look in Kevin's eyes. He knew that whenever the corners of his eyes began to glisten brightly, he was really hurt or bothered. Conner's heart sank to his stomach to see his boyfriend so sad. Even so, Conner smirked.

"Kev… turn over the tickets."

Kevin looked confused, but obeyed Conner's request. He looked at the backside of the tickets and covered his mouth with his hand, staring wide-eyed at what was printed.

"Conner! These are… nude pics of you!"

Conner couldn't help but giggle. Sure enough, printed on the back were pictures of Conner sprawled out on the bed, completely naked head to toe, covering his genitals with a Book of Mormon. Conner never appreciated when people used the Mormon faith in any sort of vain, but for this special occasion, he just couldn't help himself.

"You like?" Conner asked inching closer to Kevin.

"I… I mean… Fuck! You're so hot! But… these can't be real tickets then."

Conner laughed. "Of course not, Kev. Why the hell would we go to Philadelphia when we can go somewhere I KNOW you'll love?" Conner quickly reached back over to the nightstand drawer and pulled out another U.S. Airways envelope. "This is where we're ACTUALLY going."

Kevin ripped open the envelope and quickly examined the real tickets. He looked at Conner, wide-eyed with sparkling eyes, a different look Conner knew just as well. Kevin was happy. VERY happy.

"CONNER! YOU'RE TAKING ME TO-"

"Pack your bags… we're going to Orlando!"

Kevin was on the verge of joyous tears. Losing control of himself, he grabbed Conner and smashed his lips together with his, holding there for quite some time. When he pulled away, he looked at Conner and gave him the biggest smile he possibly could. "I am so unbelievably in love with you. It's not even funny. You are seriously the best thing to ever happen in my life."

Conner kissed Kevin again, more sweetly and tenderly than before. "I'm glad, because YOU'RE the best thing to ever happen in MY life."

Kevin was now running around the room, barely able to contain himself.

"I can't believe this! Four days in the greatest place in the WORLD! And I know just what to wear!"

Kevin went over to the closet and pulled out an old cardboard box that had been stashed away in the back. The words "Kevin Price – Age 9" were sprawled across the side. He opened the box and sitting right on top was a pale blue t-shirt with Mickey Mouse's face printed on the front.

"You're not seriously gonna wear that, are you?" Conner playfully scoffed.

"Sure am!" Kevin said, taking off his nightshirt.

"Kev, you were 9 when you bought that shirt. Don't you think you've gotten a little bigger since then?"

"Worth a try," Kevin said, pulling the t-shirt over his head. He tugged and tugged until finally he was able to get the shirt on. "There. It's a tight fit, but I got it on!"

The shirt was indeed tight, but it showed off every perfect asset of Kevin's body: his well-defined abs and chiseled upper body. Conner couldn't help but gawk.

"Is it bad that this is really turning me on?" Conner grinned.

Kevin grinned back. "Mickey turns you on?"

"No, but the sexy man WEARING Mickey does."

Kevin walked back over to the bed, crawling on top of Conner. "And I'M really tuned on by those photos. So glad I get to call that sexy man my boyfriend." He began passionately kissing him, running his hands under Conner's shirt. He broke away.

"How much time do we have?"

"A few hours… why?"

Kevin grinned and slid under the covers and turned out the lights. "Looks we have plenty of time for a little fun," he said cunningly.

"You read my mind," Conner giggled. "Happy anniversary, love."

"Happy anniversary, my darling."