Simon was sitting at his desk, filling out his assigned paperwork. It had been a week since he and Bram met, and they had become good friends. They talked for about ten minutes every day.
His phone vibrated, signifying that someone was calling him. He saw that it was from Victor's school. He picked up the phone. "Simon Spier from XYZ Publishing," Simon said. "How can I help you?"
"Good afternoon, Mr. Spier," the receptionist said. "I've called to inform you that your son Victor was hurt during recess today. He's been taken to urgent care since we think his arm might be broken."
"Thank you for letting me know," Simon stated. "I will be there soon."
"Ok," the receptionist said. The phone call then ended and Simon told his boss what was going on. His boss gave him the ok and he left.
Simon sat by Victor's side as they ran an X-Ray on his left arm. Simon held his noninjured hand as the doctor went over the diagnoses. It was broken in two places, and he would have to wear a cast for six to eight weeks. "If the pain gets really bad, a small dose of tall Tylenol should do the trick," the doctor said.
"Ok," Simon said.
"I'm going to bring you the paperwork that you need to sign so you can leave," the doctor stated. Simon nods as the doctor leaves.
"How's your arm feeling, buddy?" Simon asked.
"It's still pretty sore," Victor said.
"I'm sorry bud," Simon said, ruffling his son's hair. "I'll get you some Tylenol once we get home."
The door then opened. Simon turned around and saw Bram was standing in the doorway. In one hand was a cookie dough blizzard from Dairy Queen. Tucked under his armpit was one of those teddy bears that had a bandaid on its ear and the words "get well soon" engraved onto its stomach. "Can I come in?" Bram asked.
"Yeah," Simon said.
"I stopped by your apartment," Bram said as he walked into the room. "Your roommate, Ivy, told me what was going on. She also told me that Vic loves cookies and cream Sundays from Dairy Queen."
"Thank you," Victor said, as Bram handed him the cup and teddy bear.
"No problem," Bram said.
"I will pay you back," Simon promised.
"Don't," Bram stated. "It's my treat. But I do have something I need to ask you. This Friday, I have to go to the opening of that new Italian restaurant in Manhattan so I can write an article on it. I'm allowed to bring a plus one if you're free."
"I will try to make it," Simon promised.
"Alright," Bram said. The doctor then entered the room and gave Simon the paperwork. He signed where he had to and then handed him the paper. They then exit the building. "Keep me updated on whether or not you can make it."
"I will," Simon promised. Bram walked to his car and climbed in before driving off.
"Do you like him?" Victor asked.
"Yeah, he's a good friend," Simon said.
"No, like how aunt Ivy likes Penny," Victor states. Simon couldn't give his son an answer at the moment. He found Bram attractive, but he was still very much figuring out his sexuality. He was still figuring out if he also had romantic feelings towards him.
He took his son's uninjured hand and lead him to the car, not uttering a word about Bram or the question.