"Mr. Kinney?  If you'll come with me I'll take you back to your boyfriend.  The doctor will be back in a few moments."  A nurse informed me as she led me back to the ER.  

"He's not my boyfriend."  I blurt.  It's the only thing I can think to say as we round a corner.  

Kevin half smiles as he spots me and the nurse leaves.

I clear my throat and take a seat.

"I...I don't know what to say about...the kiss."  Kevin begins.

Pinching the bridge of my nose, I hold up my hand.  "Tell me what happened last night."

He sighs.  "I...I got drunk.  Said some stupid things."

"And you got fucked up?"

Kevin nods slightly.

"They didn't...rape you?"

"No.  It wasn't like that."  Kevin replies.

After a few moments, I turn to him.  "Why did you come all the way to me?"

"I guess I...I just thought that maybe...I loved you so much Brian.  I still do."  His eyes are pleading with me.

"I can't...Kevin I love Justin.  I'm in love with Justin."  

"I know."  He looks away.

We sit in silence until the doctor comes in.  He informs us it's just a few bruises and cuts and that Kevin should take it easy.  He's discharged ten minutes later.

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"Did you tell Mel and Linds?"  Kevin asks as I turn down their street.  

"They know you were hurt."

"Look Brian...is there anyway we could maybe be friends?"

"I don't know."  I reply honestly as I pull up in front of the Peterson-Marcus home.

Kevin nods.  "I'm happy for you Brian.  I really am.  I just...it's hard."  

I nod back as he climbs out.