Hal found a comfy spot on the old bed he remembered from long ago. It was still just as soft as he remembered it, much better than sleeping on the couch at Vanessa's house. Grabbing his new laptop, he pressed start, noticing the my recent documents folder having an arrow by it. This doesn't normally happen unless it just turns up blank. He flicked his finger off into the direction of the folder and allowed the cursor to stay over it as he waited for it to show up. The only file on the list was a simple word document reading David. Hal froze quickly 'he couldn't of...' he thought as he brushed his fingers over the keys nervously, allowing himself to open the document.
Within just a few pages, that entire document explained every aspect of his love for Dave, it was something he'd never shown to anyone, aside from Vanessa who constantly snuck on to his computer and searched through his files. It was almost deleted a number of times, and certainly saved from the garbage can more times than Hal could count. Every once in awhile he'd add something to it, or delete something that just didn't seem to fit.
He skimmed the work a bit, the beginning was just an honest memory of Shadow Moses, but the further you read, the easier it was to see his true feelings.
"This isn't good," Hal whispered as he finally closed the document to stop himself from feeling too awkward. "I thought Dave didn't even know how to use a computer..." with that and nothing else, he turned the computer off and snuggled up to a pillow. He didn't want to admit it, but he hadn't slept in the past three days, it wouldn't be long before he fell into a deep sullen sleep.
"Hal?" came the sound of Dave's voice, Hal rolled over and began to stretch. Automatically remembering last nights incident. "You gonna stay in bed all day?"
"What time is it?" Hal finally said with a yawn.
"Almost twelve-thirty," Dave said as he opened the closet, revealing a pile of boxes marked 'Hal's Decorations' and taking them out.
"I can't believe they're still here," he said, a little bit relieved, "I'd never have seen them again if I brought them to-"
"You can stop you know," Dave interrupted with a laugh, "the more you think about her, the worse off you're going to get."
"Not really," Hal said as he got up, "she's just the only person I've really been in contact with for the past few years." He started to look through the first box. "Do you know where my grandfather's mistletoe is?" Dave laughed as he shook his head.
"It's at the top," he said reaching up, "I gave it a different boy." He handed the box to Hal who opened it up quickly and took it out.
"This was always my favorite," he said as he traced along the outline, "I was so happy when he gave it to me."
"I don't see who you're planning to kiss with that," Dave said with a grin.
"That's not the point in it!" Hal said, slightly frazzled, "it has a lot of sentimental value to it." Dave grunted as he brought another box out.
"You never take jokes well," he said in a low grumble, "want breakfast before we start working?" Hal nodded as he held the mistletoe closely.
As Dave stood at the stove with some eggs and bacon cooking, Hal took the time off to hang the mistletoe in its usual spot, the doorway from the living room to the kitchen. Ever since Dave had taken the door off, it was a perfect fit and added a happier mood to the house.
Toast too?" Dave said as he moved from the stove quickly to the bread box.
"Yeah," Hal nodded as he leaned up against the door hinge to wait and watch Dave run around from one appliance to another. He'd lived on his own in Alaska for years, it was obvious he knew how to cook, but a lot of people would never believe it. Why he'd been slacking so often was beyond Hal, especially with Sunny in the household.
Dave quickly walked out of the kitchen and over to the coffee table to grab a cup. Hal got off the hinge with a stretch as Dave approached and stood still, thinking deeply.
"What?" Hal said. Before he knew what was going on, Dave grabbed his jaw, right underneath his ear, pulling their faces together to a soft, smooth kiss.
Surprised, Hal was forced to again lean up against the wall. The kiss felt amazing, however it made him sick to his stomach. This wasn't just some lucky thing he stumbled upon, Dave read the document... It could have meant anything. Finding his courage, Hal pushed Dave away and sunk to the ground.
"How can you be so cruel?" he said as he felt tears coming from his eyes. Dave didn't move, didn't laugh, didn't say a word. "I know you read my document..."
"Huh?" he said, seeming somewhat dazed.
"The file on my computer with your name!" Hal felt himself getting hysterical, "I know how to find out if you open something up on there." Dave scratched his head.