They both looked nervous as they stepped of the plane. As they reached the arrivals gate Greg slipped his hand into nicks, who jumped at the touch.
"We're supposed to be a couple remember?"
"I know." Nick protested taking the hand again which he had dropped.
Greg was vaguely conscious of how oddly good it felt to be holding nicks hand but he pushed the thought back. As Mr. and Mrs. stokes came into view they both forced smiles.
"Mom, dad. I'd like you to meet Greg sanders. Greg, these are my parents."
"Nice to meet you." Greg beamed and fell immediately into conversation with the Stokes and nick begun to think that they might just pull this off.
"Isn't that right sweetie?" nick hadn't been listening and so simply agreed with Greg.
The drive to the Stokes residence was quiet except for the odd question from nicks parents which Greg answered expertly.
"So, how did you two...you know. Get together?"
"It was about three years ago, I was beaten up and nearly killed by some gang. After nick was really great and supportive, then, one day we went out for drinks and it just kind of happened."
"How long have you known each other?"
"Ten years." Both parents' mouths dropped open and Greg grinned. "It just takes a while for some people."
Greg beamed and rested his head on nicks shoulder, which, nick couldn't help think felt really right. He leant his own head on Gregs and saw his parents smile at each other. Maybe he could enjoy this week after all.