Over the next couple of days Kyle noticed that Fish was becoming much more distant with him and not talking about much of anything. Finally one night Kyle decided he needed to pry.
"Are you sure you're okay?" asked Kyle
"Yeah, why?" asked Fish
"You just seem really distant lately." Said Kyle "You know you can talk to me about anything."
"Yeah I know." Said Fish putting his book down and looking at Kyle "I'm fine really"
"Oliver." Said Kyle knowing full well that Fish was lying
"I don't need to talk about it." Said Fish and Kyle looked at him "I've been dealing for years without talking to anyone about it and I'm fine."
"Babe if you were fine, I wouldn't have found you curled up in a ball in John McBain's office." Said Kyle
"What are you saying?" asked Fish
"Look Oliver," said Kyle "Have you thought maybe if you don't want to talk to me, possibly a therapist?"
"I'm fine." Said Fish giving Kyle a kiss before turning out the light, full well knowing that he was trying to convince himself more than Kyle that he was fine.
I know it's short, but it's all I got, I'm getting writer's block for this story so I don't know when I'll get Chapter 9 up.