The days went by leisurely, slowly, and sometimes not at all. It seemed as though since Brian had given Brock the news about the surprise visit, he was rather impatient for his boyfriend to arrive in Utah. He couldn't wait to see him, couldn't wait to hold him and kiss him and just be with him. And albeit hadn't been long since they'd last parted, they still missed each other like crazy. But there were still a few more days before Brian was supposed to fly over from LA. He had difficulties getting tickets, which is why it had taken so long for him to reunite with Brock. Nonetheless, Brock kept himself busy in the meantime, hoping to distract himself from the knowing of his boyfriend's visit. But he hopelessly waited for him like no other.

He wasn't sure how long they'd be away in Ireland, but knowing how he and Brian never wanted to leave each other, the trip would probably go longer than scheduled. So, Brock got to work on editing videos. He wanted to have some things done so he wouldn't feel neglectful why he was away. After all, since Brian had moved out to LA in the first place, Brock had been traveling quite a bit, and because of that, his channel on youtube had a lack of content. Making videos was a must, so he got to work on them right away. He didn't want his subscribers to get angry at him for not posting anything. And it wasn't difficult, because he had a lot of footage stowed away for occurrences just like this one.

Brock had to admit though, as he worked on his editing, his mind drifted quite a bit, thinking about what it would be like to finally meet Brian's parents. He was nervous if he were being honest with himself; nervous because he knew how Brian's parents were. He knew their nature, and he knew that they were very controlling over Brian. Hell, they flipped out when he'd dropped out of college to pursue youtube, and Brock was there for the fallout of that. He and Brian were good friends at that time as well, and Brian had taken it hard, the things his father had said to him... And that was how Brock knew just how relentless and selfish they could be. He'd heard many stories from the Irishman about them, and the way they were, and to be frank, he was scared.

Brian's parents were the reason for their heartbreak in the first place, and Brock didn't want to go through it again. He tried to be optimistic about it and just looked forward to seeing Brian. But, he still couldn't shake the nerves, the anxiousness pooling in his gut. He still couldn't help but to have doubts in the back of his mind, lingering there, taunting him. However, he was determined in his nature to keep a positive mindset. He and Brian would make it through this, he was almost sure of it... At least, he hoped...

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Brock kept asking his boyfriend every time they had a phone call, or a skype chat, or hell, he'd even send texts and ask Brian if he was really sure he wanted to go through with this. He just wanted to make sure that they were doing the right thing... And Brock was skeptical. They were happy now, weren't they? Why jinx it?

Brian would sigh, "Of course. I need to do this."

"I love you," Brock found himself saying those particular three words more often than necessary, but Brian never minded.

The days passed, Brock keeping himself busy and Brian was preparing himself for the flight to Utah. The younger man had to admit, he was quite nervous as well. He was hoping and praying for a good reaction from his mom and dad, but he knew better. They'd probably be angry, probably blame Brock... But Brian knew that this had to be done. He had promised Brock that he would tell his parents, he had promised Brock that he'd get all of him from now on. This was a task that could not be avoided. Brian just hoped that it would go better than he expected. And these thoughts wrecked his mind as the date of his flight to Utah neared closer and closer. Like Brock, he tried to keep and open mind and stay positive as well.

Finally, the day came for his flight, so he gathered up his things and headed to the airport with a smile on his face. Brock would be waiting for him at the airport in Utah, and he couldn't wait to see him. He just had to make it through this flight, and in that moment, he was glad it only lasted a few hours. He kept himself occupied with texts and twitter, and watching a few of Brock's youtube videos. There was something about his voice, something about the way he laughed that made Brian's heart flip. Anticipation filled him as the plane took off and soared high in the sky. And when Brock got Brian's text that said the plane was about to land, Brock couldn't help but to rush to his car and head there, heart hammering away in his chest.

He never really liked the airport, the crowded people, so he waited somewhere in a secluded corner, reading Brian's text over and over again. Plane's about to touch down, see you soon, Brocky. Of course, the signature nickname and smiley face always made Brock flush, and the excitement only grew higher. Brian was almost here. So the older man watched with careful eyes as groups of people continued to shuffle through the crowded corridors of the building. He searched for Brian, or at least any sign of him, like his hair, or his tall nature... And finally, he saw him. He was walking slowly, dragging his luggage behind him, baby blues wandering, searching for his boyfriend.

Brock's feet began to move before he realized what he was even doing. He found himself jogging to the younger man, despite the crowds, despite everyone staring at him; he flung himself to Brian, and when he finally reached the Irishman, he threw his arms around him, inhaling his scent, feeling the texture of his skin. And Brian could only laugh, "God, did you miss me that much?" He inquired as he grabbed at Brock in the middle of the airport, crowd finally thinning out. But it didn't matter; it was like they were the only two in the world. His eyes crinkled in the corner as he smiled, teeth shining, and then he pressed his lips to Brock's forehead. It was all worth it; facing his parents, telling them that he was in love with Brock, it was all worth it.

"You have no idea," Brock got out, grinning. He then made it a point to kiss his boyfriend; wrapping his arms around him, letting him really feel it. It had been too long since he'd tasted his breath, since he'd felt his lips on his own. And it seemed as though ever since they had been intimate with one another, the kisses were more passionate, more acute. Again, they didn't mind. But when they pulled away, their foreheads touched, and Brock was flushed like no other. It had only been a few weeks, but goddamn it had been too long... Especially since their relationship had progressed so much. Brian was his light, and in that moment, he had gotten his light back. "Did you miss me too?" He inquired.

"Of course I did." Brian answered in a heartbeat as he picked up his luggage that'd he'd managed to drop while they were kissing. "Let's get out of here." He suggested, before grabbing Brock's hand and walking towards the exit doors. It felt normal to be here with him, it felt like he was home. "Our flight for Ireland doesn't leave until tomorrow night." He managed to get out as they walked to Brock's car out in the crowded parking lot. It was still early, so that meant he and Brock would be able to spend the day together.

The older man let out a laugh, "Well, I'm sure we can keep ourselves occupied." He was too focused on the way Brian's hand felt in his own, and how much he really had missed the younger man. He never wanted them to part ever again. Maybe soon they'd be able to live with one another... And albeit they hadn't been for together long, he loved Brian, and he knew he wanted to be with him. "We should go out." He added as they finally got to the car, getting in, and continuing to hold hands over the console in the middle of the seat. He never wanted to let go of his hand ever again, it was too good.

"You read my mind," Brian replied with a grin. "Breakfast for dinner." He added as a suggestion.

"God, I love you."

"I know." Brian retorted. Brock then pulled away from the airport and began the drive back to his house. In that moment, all his nerves were gone, all his anxiety had vanished. With Brian by his side, anything was possible... And that's how he knew that he was so head over heels in love with his man. He felt like he could conquer the world. So maybe... Just maybe, facing Brian's parents wouldn't be that difficult of a task. But then again... Maybe Brock was just telling himself this so he wouldn't be worried. It was such a sensitive situation, but they had to do it. It was truly inevitable.