did not prevent people from getting sick. On the contrary, the hospital
expected to see an unusual amount of patients on that night, suffering from
diverse conditions, from food poisoning to ethylic coma. The members of the
staff who were forced to work on Christmas Eve usually spent their shift
mopping and complaining, but not Mitchell. For him, it was a day like any
other. He lived alone, didn’t have a family anymore and nobody to celebrate
with. He had gotten a text from his
friend Tyrone who invited him for a pint, but his colleague Becca had begged
Mitchell on her knees for him to cover her shift, and he accepted, knowing that
he could go out with Ty any other week of the year.
cleaned the men’s restroom on the third floor, Mitchell wondered if Ty had
invited Anders as well. When Ty learned that Mitchell was single, he had told
him about his older brother Anders. It wasn’t the first time one of his friends
was trying to play matchmaker. Hence, Mitchell had not given it much thoughts, not
until Ty introduced him to the handsome specimen a few months ago.
The night isn’t going exactly brilliantly for Anders Johnson. At sixteen, life is confusing enough without dealing with the fact that you might be gay and, worse…having been born a Johnson. First dates don’t usually go all that well and this one shows every sign of going straight down the loo.
Prompt # 113: Mitchell and Anders have to face it: it’s hard to be parents and still be lovers.
Going for digital prizes, please. (:
Before all the bottles, the diaper changes, the fussy feedings and burpings, before the late night comforting after monster-filled nightmares, before the children, it was just the two of them. Just Anders and Mitchell. Back when they were Norse god and repentant vampire, then two mortal men. Back when it was only two and not five, things were easier. Simpler. Though neither of them regretted adopting their three children, their son and twin daughters, sometimes they missed the quiet and peacefulness of before.