Chapter
8- Love and Marriage…
He took the box out
of the pocket of his cords, and then dropped to his knee. He presented it to Brian. "Bri? Will you marry me, love?" He
asked, looking into Brian's aquamarine eyes, which had tears in them. Brian looked at Stefan, only noticing the
look of pure love that Stefan had. "Well, I…I.." He paused and then
smiled. "Yes! Of course!" He cried. Stefan leapt up and lifted Brian off the
ground and into his arms. Brian grinned
and he kissed Stefan passionately. The
rest of the room was speechless, and that didn't matter because nothing they
said or did would matter to the couple. Brian was softly sobbing into Stefan's giant shoulder, and Stefan rubbed
his back in return. Steve was the first
one to walk over after the couple broke their hug. He first hugged Stefan. "Lucky Bastard! You got the
effeminate one. I got stuck with a
man." He said, looking over at
Dave. "Well, sort of." He said, shrugging. Dave flipped him the bird, and Brian
laughed. Steve turned to Brian and
opened his arms. Brian accepted the
hug, cradling his head on Steve's shoulder, happily. They broke and everyone made their congrats known. They didn't party as they normally would
have; They just sat around getting
drunk, until everyone dispersed, Brian to call his sisters and mother, and
Steve and Dave to 'celebrate'.
Once
back in the privacy of their flat, Dave moved forward to Steve and gently
raised his chin for a kiss. Steve
allowed his mouth to be invaded by his lover's tongue. Dave didn't think he'd submit so easily, but
wasn't about to protest. He slipped his
hands around Steve's hips, and rested them there for the moment. Steve's hands found their way to the back of
Dave's head, and pulled him deeper into the kiss. Dave smiled his famous smile into Steve's lips. He moved his hands back and down to Steve's
ass and squeezed ever so slightly. He
pushed him down on the bed and placed his lips on Steve's neck. Steve moaned, but suddenly pushed away. "I-I can't!" He said, looking apologetically into his lover's eyes. Dave pouted a little. "I'm just not ready. We've known each other for two weeks, and I
understand that there's love here, but I can't…" Steve stopped, looking for a word that didn't sound as bad as
'sex'. "Do the Nasty?" Dave asked. Steve smiled. "Yeah. However, I do like the feeling of you being
with me, and holding me so close." He
said. Dave smiled and began to undress. "Well, we can just cuddle then." He suggested, leaving his boxers on and
crawling next to Steve, who was tossing hs jeans onto the floor beside the bed. Steve laced his hand with Dave's, which were
on his hips, holding him close. As Dave
nuzzled Steve's neck, he wondered who he should call to find a place for two in
Chicago for a week.
Stefan and Brian went back to Brian's apartment, where Brian was lounging in a chair, talking on the phone. "Oui! Stefan a proposé à moi plus tôt à la fête d'anniversaire de Steve!" He said excitedly. Stefan shook his head. He took Spanish in high school, and so he was out of the loop. He picked up his cell phone and dialed his older brother. "Hey, hermano mayor! Conjetura Qué! Estoy consiguiendo casado!" Stefan said excitedly into the phone. Both Stefan and Brian's siblings spoke in different languages to each other, as to throw their parents off as youth. They spoke back and forth in their respective languages to their siblings. Brian's twin sister, tall as he, looked somewhat like him. Her real name is Carly, but she liked being called Leela. Usually it was only her brothers that called her that. She always called Brian "BriGuy." They continued the conversation, and then Brian hung up. Stefan hung up at the same time. Except the conversation with his mom, dad, brother, and other brother took less time than one conversation of Brian's. He shook his head, stuck his tongue out and laughed at Brian. Brian looked at him in mock-upset. "Fine! Just for that, You aren't getting any tonight!" He said, turning around to dial his mother. Stefan muttered and sat in the chair opposite Brian. "Mama? It's me, Bribri!" He said. There was a faint voice at the other end. "Yes, mama. It's a man. Stefan, actually." HE said. There was a sound of delighted chatter at the other end of the phone. "Yes. He proposed to me earlier today at Steve's birthday party. He kept the ring as a surprise for a whole week!" He said. There was happy chatter between the two. "Yes, mumsie. I'll inform you as soon as we set a date." He paused, looking into Stefan's eyes. "Of course, mumsie. I love you too. Bye!" He chirped, hanging up the phone. Stefan sat there smiling. "How did your family take it?" He asked. "I didn't call my other sister. She hates gay guys. Especially this one." He said, sadly. Brian sprung out of his chair and crawled into Stefan's lap. "Her loss." HE said, gently kissing the tip of his nose. Stefan smiled and cheered up. "The rest of them were extremely pleased with me! They think that I'll settle down with you." He said, looking into Brian's eyes. Then they both cracked up laughing. When they calmed down a little Stefan asked Brian the same thing. "Leela took it beautifully. She says she's jealous because you're so hot, but she's happy for me. Mumsie is very delighted. I can't call Stewie yet though. He's probably in bed, even though it is a Friday night, and if I call, then my nieces will get pissed off at me because their boyfriends might call." He said. Stefan smiled and kissed his fiance. "I've talked to Leela. I know that you did the same thing when you were young." Brian smiled innocently. "Yeah. It runs in the family." He said, wrapping his arms around Stefan, allowing the giant to pick him up and carry him into the bedroom. They stripped to their underwear, and crawled into bed. Brian smiled as Stefan curled his body around him. He always liked Stefan's body heat. No matter if they were in Arizona, where it was over 120 degrees in the day, he still liked to curl up to Stefan. Stefan nuzzled Brian;s neck and allowed himself to drift into sleep. A Perfect end to a perfect day.
Steve sighed happily. They were on an airplane to Chicago International Airport, where he was going to meet Dave's family, and his friends at County General. Dave was asleep and he had no one to talk to, so he read a book he put on his headphones and watched the in-flight movie. He remembered seeing this before in America. Dude, Where's My Car? He laughed at the stupidity and smiled at the handsomeness of the lead character, Ashton Kutcher. HE shook his head and scolded himself. Stop It, Hewitt! You'll end up like Brian, giggling at every cute man you see! Stop, stop, stop!!!!! He said, waiting for this flight to end. An hour later, the movie was over, and the plane was preparing to land. The annoying stewardess told everyone to enjoy their stay in Chicago, and they got the hell off the plane, collected their luggage, and called a cab to their hotel. They got settled in and Dave skipped to the door, like a dog waiting to go on a walk. "Come on! I have to see people!!!" He whined. "Oh, fine, you big baby!" Steve said and they left the hotel and cabbed to County. Dave went into the Bay doors and into the reception. He walked up behind a fiery redhead. "Hey, chief. Any patients left?" He asked. Kerry Weaver looked up and turned around. "Dave!" She cried, limping forward. He wrapped her up in a bear hug. "I'm back!" He said. Luka came aoround the corner and noticed Dave. He shook Dave's hand happily. "I thought you left!" He said. Dave looked at Steve. "Yeah, well, I won't be here for more than a week or so." He said. The rest of the ER staff got wind and, since it was a slow day, they gathered round to say hi to their friend. The only ones absent were Mark and Elizabeth, and Peter was just coming out of surgery. "Malucci? No Shit!" He said, walking up to him. "Benton. Good to see you, my man." He said, extending a friendly hand. Peter took it and shook hands. "Well, you're probably wondering why I came back. I had to see you to say hello, and of course, I want you to meet the love of my life. Steve Hewitt." He said. The ER staff was shocked. Steve could see this. He hung his head. Once again, he was responsible for heartbreak. First with Brian, now with Dave's friends. Luka smiled and stepped forward. "Congratulations, Dave." HE said, hugging his friend. Dave smiled and hugged back. Slowly, the rest of the staff stepped forward and responded. The women took it a little differently than the men. They expected Dave to be hanging all over women. Only women, but obviously, they were wrong. Dave put his arm around Steve's shoulder and effectively pulled him closer.
An hour later, Kerry and Dave were alone in the Lounge. "So, how did you come out?" Dave asked. Kerry smiled, remembering the incident with Romano. "Well, Robert was going on about my lover-at-the-time, Kim, and how she came out to that patient. I knew that he was firing her because she was gay, and not for anything else." "Or maybe he was just frustrated because she was a pretty blonde and she wouldn't go out with him." Dave said with a smile. Kerry, too smiled. "Could be. Anyway, I followed him into the bathroom, and finally got mad enough that I screamed out a bunch of stuff that ended in, 'I am a lesbian'." She explained. "Cool! What was the look on his face?" HE asked. "Priceless. After that, he stopped hounding Kim, and left us alone." Kerry said. "You know, Chief? I always knew you were a bitch, and you totally used it to your advantage." Dave said. "I know I did. I also know that I have that much power over Robert." She said with a smirk.
6-5-01
Ok. I know that I didn't do as much in this chapter, but I think I had better post this soon. I had dress rehearsal last night, and it went from six to ten at night, and by the time I got home, I was dead tired. (Just ask all of my friends! I slept all through 6 out of 9 classes!) Tomorrow I have a guitar lesson, and I have to pray that I remember my dance for my recital on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. Also, I have to pray that I don't fall from the movements on the floor, like I did at dress rehearsal. If anyone is wondering, ask, and I'll give details….Not that you want them. So I won't post for awhile. I've also got exams-a-plenty coming up, so it might be a while…
Ok. I take french and am barely passing… There is no way that I'd speak as good French as Brian does in Real
Life. (Embrasse-moi, mets ton doight
dans mon cul, et une presence amigue/inconnu? Je pense pas!!!)
'Oui! Stefan a proposé à moi plus tôt à la fête
d'anniversaire de Steve!'- Yes! Stefan proposed to me at Steve's Birthday
party!
'Hey, hermano mayor! Conjetura Qué! Estoy consiguiendo casado!' - Hey, Bro! Guess what? I'm getting married!