Status: Complete
The Dreaming Smile Above the Skin
Sounds Like A Plan
Throughout the week we did nothing but text each other. It seems easier than talking in person. When it was finally another Saturday, the anticipation is rising inside of me. I look around for him for about 10 minutes. I then feel my phone vibrate as I take it out of my pocket.
"Hey sorry if I'm late. Had to go to the doctors."
Two doctor visits in two weeks? Once again, it wouldn't be right to question. He seems perfectly healthy to me. He probably just gets a lot of daily check-ups.
Another 10 minutes have passed until I see Brendon. He quickly comes over and sits by me at the table.
"Sorry. Had to go to the doctor's again." He says a bit breathlessly.
"That's totally fine." I tell him.
He then releases one of his gleaming smiles in my direction. I smile back... because I can't help it. His smiles were contagious. Even as it got silent, it didn't seem to get that awkward, considering the fact that we practically talked about everything we were doing via text message throughout the week. And yet I still feel curious about why he has frequent visits to the doctors. Maybe it wasn't too weird for him or people who like to stay in constant health, but I can't see Brendon as a health freak. Well... it could be something to talk about at least.
"So you just came back from the doctor's, huh?"
"Yep. Apparently I have to get tests for something. Isn't too serious. I got health care so I'm covered."
"You aren't contagious, are you?" I say, raising an eyebrow.
"No, no not at all. It's an internal thing. Docs got my back, saw it early, so I'm not gonna have a spontaneous heart attack or anything."
I nod happily, "Well that's good."
"Yep, I'm all good." He gives me a thumbs up.
That was good. Definitely good. I just met him and I already feel concerned. Well at least I didn't have to anymore. We went on having small conversations until Brendon says:
"Well I should get going-"
"Want to come over sometime?" Slips out, almost automatically. At this point, I wish I could take it back.
"Oh, uh, maybe." He says, almost surprised, but at the same time, it sounds as though... I should have said it sooner.
"I can text you my address sometime whenever you're free."
"Sounds like a plan." He says a little enthusiastically, as his bright smile shines across his face.
I smile back as he says, "See ya." and I wave him off.
Sounds... like... a plan. Definitely.
"Hey sorry if I'm late. Had to go to the doctors."
Two doctor visits in two weeks? Once again, it wouldn't be right to question. He seems perfectly healthy to me. He probably just gets a lot of daily check-ups.
Another 10 minutes have passed until I see Brendon. He quickly comes over and sits by me at the table.
"Sorry. Had to go to the doctor's again." He says a bit breathlessly.
"That's totally fine." I tell him.
He then releases one of his gleaming smiles in my direction. I smile back... because I can't help it. His smiles were contagious. Even as it got silent, it didn't seem to get that awkward, considering the fact that we practically talked about everything we were doing via text message throughout the week. And yet I still feel curious about why he has frequent visits to the doctors. Maybe it wasn't too weird for him or people who like to stay in constant health, but I can't see Brendon as a health freak. Well... it could be something to talk about at least.
"So you just came back from the doctor's, huh?"
"Yep. Apparently I have to get tests for something. Isn't too serious. I got health care so I'm covered."
"You aren't contagious, are you?" I say, raising an eyebrow.
"No, no not at all. It's an internal thing. Docs got my back, saw it early, so I'm not gonna have a spontaneous heart attack or anything."
I nod happily, "Well that's good."
"Yep, I'm all good." He gives me a thumbs up.
That was good. Definitely good. I just met him and I already feel concerned. Well at least I didn't have to anymore. We went on having small conversations until Brendon says:
"Well I should get going-"
"Want to come over sometime?" Slips out, almost automatically. At this point, I wish I could take it back.
"Oh, uh, maybe." He says, almost surprised, but at the same time, it sounds as though... I should have said it sooner.
"I can text you my address sometime whenever you're free."
"Sounds like a plan." He says a little enthusiastically, as his bright smile shines across his face.
I smile back as he says, "See ya." and I wave him off.
Sounds... like... a plan. Definitely.
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AWWWW PLAN AND hmmm Brendon tends to visit the doctor's often. Seems like he isn't entirely perfect. This was a sad excuse for a filler. Come at me, bro. Anyway if ya like it stick around!