Brock's ears were filled with laughter as another explosion occurred while the game of grand theft auto continued on. Tyler wheezed loudly, causing another bout of laughs to follow through. "Stop blowing shit up!" Evan nearly yelled, but it was to no avail. They could never really play a full session of gta without an explosion happening every other two minutes. But that was one of the things that made the game fun. "Seriously," Vanoss trailed off again as their characters spawned once more. The older man was sure he had enough footage for another video, but still, it was nice playing with Tyler, Evan, and Nogla... He'd played with them the most, and albeit them all being relatively close, Brock felt especially close to those three.

They were the ones that were always available when he needed, Delirious was too, and so was Mini, but those two were often busy doing their own things lately. And the rest of the guys? They drifted in and out, but they were all best friends, and life just got in the way some times, so that's why Brock didn't mind. Playing video games together was what they did best, and he knew that's what they should all stick to. But it was nice, just to kick back and relax and blow some shit up to take his mind off things. "You guys want to try that glitch again?" Wildcat inquired, pulling everyone out of their thoughts.

Brock looked over to his phone to check the time, it was getting rather late here in Utah, and he wondered if it was late in LA as well. "I'm expecting a skype call from Brian soon," He replied, which would mean that he'd have to shut down everything and leave the guys to themselves. It had been about two weeks since he'd left LA, and since then, things between he and Brian were going relatively well. Long distance was no longer a pain in the neck, and Brock looked forward to his boyfriend's nightly calls. And he was so glad that Brian had been true to his word, and because of that, their relationship was more secure than ever.

"Boo!" Nogla commented, causing another laugh.

"How are you guys anyway?" Vanoss asked. Hell, checking up on his friend seemed like the normal thing to do, and the good thing to do. He wanted to make sure Brian wasn't still trying to string Brock along, but ever since their visit, he had faith in the Irishman, and had believed his words and what he said. However, he knew he could never be too sure. "Long distance working out okay?" He added when Brock had failed to give an answer. The older man was just trying to put together what he wanted to say, because if he were being honest with himself, there were no words. He was incredibly happy with Brian, incredibly happy with the way things had been for the past two weeks and how they were continuing to span out. And even though he had his doubts, things had failed to prove otherwise.

"We are..." He searched his mind for a description, but found none that really suited. "Awesome," He answered for a lack of a better word. "It's been really great, and I don't think I really have to worry about anything else, guys." Brock finally answered as his friends listened on. They rarely asked about their relationship, but after all, they hadn't spoken about it since they'd come to visit Brian and Brock in LA. Two weeks seemed like a good check up period, and since Brock had brought up the other man, it made it even more convenient. "I appreciate your concern, really." The older man continued. "But you shouldn't be worried." He and Brian were closer than ever at this point, and after making love? Brock was on cloud nine.

"We're not worried," Tyler said. "We're just checking up on you, that's all."

"Yeah," Nogla interrupted. "But you would tell us if something was going on, right?"

"Of course!" Brock exclaimed. "I know you guys always have my back."

"Alright then," Evan said. "As long as you know that we're here for you no matter what... So I guess you have to go then?" He asked, "So you can talk to Brian."

"Yeah," Moo answered. "But we'll play again tomorrow or something, okay?" He bid his friends goodbye, and saved his footage before shutting everything down, and pulling up skype. Brian usually text first so he could make sure that his boyfriend was on, so Brock waited for the text. It was a few moments later when his phone was buzzing away on the desk. You ready? Of course it was Brian, and Brock thumbed back a quick reply before his computer started ringing, indicating that he was getting a call. Without hesitation, he answered it, and immediately saw Brian's beautiful blue eyes. "Hey." He smiled, unable to wipe the grin from his face. The nightly skype calls were something he always enjoyed, and he was sure the younger man enjoyed it as well.

"Well hello," Brian smiled as he studied Brock's face through the screen. Even over a computer monitor, he was still more pretty than ever. Brian concluded right then and there that he would never get tired of memorizing his boyfriend's prominent features. His rosy lips, his doe eyes... Hell, they had come a long way since when they first started dating each other; and it had been a long journey. "You weren't busy, were you?" He then asked, not wanting to interrupt the older man from doing something important.

Brock shook his head, "No, I was just playing some grand theft auto with the guys... But we're done now." He replied.

"So how was your day?" Brian asked, starting the ever long call. It's not like they hadn't skyped before, or skyped when they were dating once before, but these times when they used the video chat, it felt different. Neither of them could quite put their fingers on it, but they both knew that it was different. And they talked about how their days went, leaving out no detail, because they wanted to hear it all. Brock loved hearing about Brian's adventures in LA, the different things he had done. But sometimes there were lazy days when all they did was text each other back and forth, or play video games with each other... But Brock loved those days too. The skype calls often lasted for hours at a time, both men fighting their sleep because they didn't want to hang up. "I didn't do much... Just some stuff around the apartment." The Irishman answered.

"I tried to make a video," Brock laughed, knowing that he hadn't been very successful.

"Yeah, I'm so behind on stuff..." Brian trailed off, shaking his head.

And Brock couldn't tell what it was, but he was sure that the younger man had something weighing on his mind. His heart skipped a beat, but he tried not to panic right away. Instead, he decided to ask the Irishman if he was alright. "Is there something on your mind, Bri?" He inquired, because he could read his boyfriend so easily now after everything they had been through. Hell, he was surprised they couldn't read each other's mind yet. But he looked distraught over the screen, and that's how Brock knew that he had something to say or something to get off his chest. "Is everything alright?" Brock asked again, still trying not to panic.

Brian nodded, "Yes, Brock, everything's fine, please don't get worked up." He reassured the older man. "But I do have a surprise for you," He admitted.

"A surprise?"

"I know you've only been gone for a few weeks... But my parents have been calling and asking me to come visit them in Ireland, and I was wondering if you wanted to come with me?" He asked, hesitation gone in his voice. "I want them to meet you... As my boyfriend." He concluded. They had called about a week ago complaining that they hadn't seen Brian in months, so Brian agreed that he would come. However, the thought of actually coming out to his parents and telling them he was in love with his best friend was quite terrifying. But he knew he could do it with Brock there; the older man gave him strength, and even though he was scared, he knew he could do this. When the older man had yet to give an answer, Brian had to crack a grin, "Is that a no?" He joked.

"Brian, are you sure about this?" Brock questioned. "I mean, we both know how your parents are." He had heard stories of them, things that Brian had told him. Hell, it was their fault in the first place that their relationship was strained. They were forcing Brian to have a girlfriend, and that was what started this whole thing. "I would love to, but we just have to be ready for... Whatever might happen." He concluded.

"I know," Brian nodded, "And I've been thinking about it a lot. But I'm sure, Brocky, I'm sure about us... What's the worse that could happen?" He inquired, and it was true, he had gone over the scenario a million times in his head since they called. He knew there was going to be rash consequences, but he was trying to optimistic about it. And with Brock there with him the whole time, he knew that he could accomplish anything. "Plus, Ireland's pretty romantic," He shrugged. "We could use it to our advantage." He grinned. Showing his boyfriend around his hometown would be a lot of fun, and he was glad he was going to get to see Brock again after only three weeks of being separated.

The older man smiled, "God, I love you."

"So is that a yes now?" Brian retorted. "Glad I could easily change your mind."

"When?" Brock asked, changing the subject.

"I'm going to fly to Utah in a few days to meet you, and then we'll fly to Ireland together... Does that sound okay?" He had tried to be organized about it and plan out the whole trip before it happened, and now that Brock had agreed to go, he'd have to find some things for them to do together while they were there. He'd also have to book a hotel so they could stay as well.

"Sounds perfect," Brock said. "Can't wait."