Now, since this story is pretty old and Riverdale just updated, I want to let ya'll know that Midge is still alive and that Tom is still the sheriff of Riverdale. Until this story ends at least, their old roles is still their old roles. Okay, now that's out of the way, let's begin.
Moose was kind of nervous as he walked from the outside of the hospital to the room where Kevin was resting. Moose was thinking over and over in his head on what he should say to Kevin, but his mind was going blank. Nothing could come to mind to say. It was annoying. Moose walked to the door to Kevin's hospital room. He saw Sheriff Keller. He was standing by the door, sheriff hat in hand and stray tears streaming down his cheeks.
"Sheriff Keller?" he called to him, licking his lips. His heart was hammering out of his chest. "Is he... is uh-is Kevin-"
"Kevin's... Kevin's alright son." the sheriff responded. "He's inside waiting for you."
Moose licked his lips and walked a little closer to the sheriff. "Sheriff." he said to him. "I'm so sorry about Kevin. But everything is going to be alright."
"I just want to make sure that he's safe." Keller said to him. "It's... It's my job as his father."
"Kevin loves you Mr. Keller. He knows that none of this is your fault and he knows that you'll keep him safe." Moose sighed. "How much longer until they can discharge him?"
Sheriff Keller rubbed his hair and nodded as he talked. "The doctors think that they can let him come home in the next few days. Maybe week at most."
"That's good. That's good."
"You should head in Moose. Kevin's really anxious to see you."
Moose nodded and turned to the door. He placed his hand on the handle and turned it, opening the entrance to Kevin in a hospital bed. When Moose walked inside, Kevin was looking a bit better. The color had returned to his face and his breathing mask was now gone.
Kevin was in the middle of eating some kind of mini cheesecake when he noticed Moose. "Moose." Kevin acknowledged with a smile.
Moose smiled back and walked up to his bed. He pulled up a chair and sat down next to him. Kevin set the cheesecake down and turned over to face his friends. He moved forward and hugged him. Moose returned the hug, keeping his tears inside so that he wouldn't embarrass himself in front of Kevin. Kevin of all people.
Kevin let go and smiled at him. "I'm so glad to see you. How are you? How's everything?"
"It's going Kev. It's going." Moose replied.
"My dad was telling me about how you visited me every day since I got here. Since our... date."
"Of course. I was so worried about you. I thought... I thought you were going to... going to."
Kevin grabbed his hand and smiled. "Don't think like that. I'm fine. I'm fine."
"But... what if-"
Kevin grabbed Moose's cheeks before he could even think about freaking out on him. "Moose... Moose please. Please look at me and listen to me. Please." Moose looked up at him and sighed. "Moose. I'm okay. And it's all thanks to you."
"Kevin I think that I'm in love with you." Moose spit out.
Kevin let go of Moose for a moment, completely thrown off by the words. Moose had barely talked to Kevin ever since he tried to get together with him again. In fact for a short period of time after the movie at the drive-in, Kevin hated Moose. He hated him for trying to go out with him and then just going to make out with another girl from their school. Even though Kevin told him that he should go out with a girl instead of him.
But now Moose just told him that he thought that he was in love with him. In love! The three words that most people were so afraid of. Kevin had been scared of the words I love you ever since Joaquin had left for San Junipero. Kevin had told Joaquin that he loved him after sex and Joaquin said it back. But then he left. He left and he hasn't texted, called or even e-mailed ever since. Not only that, but his father refused all the damn time to tell Kevin that he loves him. He used to blame it on the job and him being so damn busy with being the sheriff of Riverdale.
Now his father had told him once he had awoken from his coma that he loved him and he knew that his father wouldn't take that love for granted but with Moose. Kevin just didn't know.
But Moose did.
After weeks of Kevin being sick and worrying his ass off about if he'd survive or not, Moose had thought that it was just friendship. But it wasn't just friendship. It was love. Moose had realized after losing Kevin that he didn't want to lose him. At all. If he lost Kevin, he'd never forgive himself. And Moose had made a vow to tell Kevin how he felt when he woke up. He had promised himself to tell. And he did.
Moose Mason had just told Kevin Keller that he was in love with him. And Moose had no regrets.
A smile formed on his face, but Kevin was still processing what the bloody hell just happened.
"Kev... look I know that you're confused of to why I said it but... but the thing is, that I've been doing a lot of thinking. While you were away sick, while you were in the coma... even after we found Jason's body. Look, I think, no... I know that I'm bisexual. And I know what I want. I want you." Moose cupped Kevin's cheeks. "You've unlocked something in my Kevin... and I am so so grateful that you did! I want you... I love you. I'm in love with you Kevin. I'm so in love with you that I'm that I'll lose you if I didn't tell you.
"And I know, I know that you probably don't want to be with me or have anything to do with me. Especially after what happened at Sweetwater River, but you should know. Kevin Keller, I am bisexual and I am in love with you. And it's okay if you don't feel the way I do, but you deserved to know."
Kevin licked his lips and looked down. He moved his hand and intertwined his fingers with Moose's. "Moose... thank you for telling me."
Moose hung his head, preparing himself for Kevin to tell him all the reasons why he hated him. But it never came. Kevin lifted Moose's chin up and kissed him on the lips. Moose was surprised at first, but he kissed him back. Moose moved his hand and touched Kevin's cheek. He was warm, no longer burning. He was healthy. Healthy and handsome.
Kevin let go of Moose's lips and smiled. "Thank you so much for loving me Moose." Kevin replied. "And I can't wait to fall in love with you."
Moose smiled. "Are you... are you saying-"
"Moose, I think that I'll take you up on that prom offer." Kevin said, then he leaned him and kissed him again.
The doctors wanted to let Kevin sleep over for one more night, to run a few more tests and make sure that he was completely and utterly healthy. Keller drove home with a smile on his face. His son was awake. His son was awake and healthy.
When Keller walked inside his house and set down his coat. The house was dirty. Keller had been too worried about his son that he had allowed his and his son's home to fall into complete and utter disarray. Keller looked at what had happened while he wasn't visiting Kevin. He put down his phone and keys and started to clean. He wanted his son to come home to a nice, clean, wholesome family home.
Keller started to pick up the papers around the floor and the beer can bottles that he had been to lazy to dispose of. Keller looked at the different brands of beer that had been scattered around the floor. Regret fulled the father's subconscious. Keller often drunk various amounts of alcohol whenever he was stressed, sad, upset and angry.
Keller looked at the various amounts of alcohol containers and he sighed. His drunkenness had taken hold of him. Again. Keller did it when his son first got sick. When Kevin first came out and he was processing things. When is parents had divorced. He had gotten his small alcoholism from his grandfather. And as far as he knew, is grandfather never stopped drinking. Not for his wife, whom he ended up cheating on. And not for his son, Keller's father. In fact, Keller's own father had taken up a bit of alcoholism during his college years. But thank God he dropped it.
But Tom Keller was not his grandfather or his father. He was not going to continue to drink his problems away and leave his son alone, much like his grandfather did when Kevin was just born. Keller was never going to take advantage of the fact that his son was there with him. Never again. Not when he had almost lost him.
Keller collected all the beer cans and threw them in the trash without a hint of hesitation. He was going to be a better father. He is going to take better care of him. He's going to protect him and watch over him more. Keller looked over at how well he had cleaned. The house looked just like it did before Kevin had gotten sick and was admitted into a hospital. Keller smiled and he walked up the stairs to his son's bedroom.
It was in the most disarray out of the entire damn house. When Keller was drunk, he found himself climbing up the stairs to his son's room and crying over his things and often throwing the glass beer bottles at his shelves of books. Keller sighed. He walked inside and started to clean the mess he had made of his son's items. While picking up some of the glass that was on his carpet, he saw Kevin's stuffed lamb. Mr. Micki. Keller chuckled a bit and picked up the small white and baby blue lamb.
He rubbed the top of it and placed it on his son's bed, which he had just made for when Kevin comes home. Keller smiled. "Welcome back son." he said to the empty bedroom. "Welcome home."
Moose had driven home right after visiting Kevin. He could not stop blushing, but he had too. Because he was driving Betty and Veronica home. Yes he was. Driving Kevin's best friends home because he felt nice that night.
Betty was sitting in the back of the car while Veronica was in the front. The two were silent as Moose drove them to their respective houses. Veronica bit her lip as Moose pulled up the the Pembrooke. "Moose." he said.
"Yeah?" he replied, licking his lips so that he wouldn't stammer.
"You like Kevin right?" she asked.
Moose couldn't find his way to answer her. He looked out at the road ahead in silence and just kept his mouth shut. Betty realized why he was so silent all of a sudden to Veronica's questions. "Oh my God." Betty exclaimed. "You don't like Kevin..."
Moose looked back at Betty. "No. No, no, no. I-It's not... It's not that I-I"
"You love him don't you?" Betty finished.
Moose looked at Betty with a raised eyebrow and he swallowed hard. Veronica was smiling. Moose sighed and nodded. "Yeah." he admitted. "I'm... I'm in love with him."
"Moose... that's amazing!" Veronica said, rubbing his shoulders. "What you told him that?"
"I did. As soon as I went inside to see him. I told him that I fell in love with him."
"Then... why are you so silent?" Betty asked. "Did he... did he not feel the same way?"
"No. It's not that, it's just." Moose started to break down crying. Tears flowing down his cheeks as he sobbed. Veronica leaned forward and rubbed his shoulders.
"Moose." Betty tried. "Moose what's wrong?"
"I thought... I thought that he was going to die. I thought that I would never see him again... I thought that he was going to die... I'm just so happy that he's alive..." Moose sobbed, leaning over to Veronica and crying into her shoulders.
"It's okay Moose." Veronica said, starting to cry too.
"Kevin's... Kevin's okay." Betty said, crying in unison with the football player and her best friend. The three moved into a group hug and they started to cry pure tears of joy. Kevin was awake. Kevin was alive. Kevin was healthy. Kevin was going to be okay.
Kevin was going to be okay...
