He's only told two of his sisters his secret. And while both have accepted it and him, he's not sure if his father will. But Minnesota feels he has to say something to him but just in case he's going to tell him in his favorite café where if he needs to make a quick getaway he can.
He's never been sure how his father will take that one he's gay and two he's been dating for years even though he's hidden it for most of his life. He inhales slowly as he raises thinking that he'll just leave and work up the nerve some other day when he feels his father's hand on his shoulder, "Lukas, dude there you are."
The northern state's face grows a light red, "Hello Dad." He watches his father sit across from him so he sits back down, "How's the um…Capital?"
America shrugs, "Same and I know you didn't bring me out here just to talk about our Capital." America quickly orders two Cokes before turning back to his quiet, private son, "And don't start asking about the weather either."
Lukas inhales slowly playing with his straw, "Um…Dad I um…want to tell you something…" He looks down, trying to come up with something, anything to get him out of this situation. Mentally cursing North Carolina for insisting he does this.
"Yeah I'm listening."
The state shakes his head before looking up, "I'm uh going to holy week with Wisconsin this year."
Both stare at each other for a moment before America smiles, "Dude that's awesome! I bet your brother is stoked! Hell I might go with him this year, he knows the best spot to bag a deer and I haven't been hunting in years. Oh this is going to be fun."
Minnesota nods looking down, "Yeah, it's really going to be uh fun." He shifts in his seat thinking that now he has to go hunting with his cheese head brother. He sighs not prepared for what America says next.
"So if you're going is it just you going or…are you taking someone with you?" America watches as his son's dark blue eyes grow wide with fear.
Minnesota quickly speaks up, "What me? N-no Dad, it's just um…uh a boy's week."
America nods, "Yeah, that's what I mean. Is he coming? Because you know the rules I want to meet him before it gets really serious." He takes a sip of his Coke; he's made his move now he's waiting for his son he's just sad it took his son this long to tell him.
His mind is racing, "How? Who told you?!"
"Son, calm down. I'm not as naïve as I seem." America says with a knowing warm smile, "I've known for a long time. So are we going to order?"
He's dumbfounded; he never in a million years expected this reaction from America, "Uh yeah, Dad." He says picking up the menu, "Are you really coming?"
His father doesn't look up from his menu, "Hell yeah Dude, are you really coming?"
"Yeah Dad we're both coming."
"Good."
A/N: Holy week is the week before Thanksgiving and the opening week for deer hunting it's huge in Upper Wisconsin.
Wisconsin: It's freaking awesome! Oh and yeah they can come if they bring the beer.