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I hate Mondays. Well, no, that's not true. I woke up next to Kev, this morning, so the day got off to a pretty great start.

I think Peter's mad at me. I called him yesterday and started talking about Kevin, and he was so negative about it and a real dick to me. What the hell did I do? I was going to call Mom, but I wasn't in the mood for her comments about Peter and me being a cute couple.

I told Kev what happened and he thinks Peter's jealous because he's used to being the only man in my life. Maybe he is, but that's so stupid. He knows I love him. Though, I guess I can't say that I wouldn't have reacted the same way if the roles had been reversed. God, we're idiots.

Anyway, Kev suggested I let him cool off and then call back and reassure him that nothing's changed. He's even willing to back off a little if it'll help. How could I not love be crazy about this guy? When I explained my relationship with Peter to him when we first started dating, he understood completely. And now, he even understands if I want to see other people. Surprisingly, I feel the same way about him. I trust him to tell me if he was seeing someone else, and I know that he likes me best. Juvenile, I know, but still true.

I'll call Pete, tonight. If he could meet Kevin, he'd love him, too. I should have introduced them when Pete and Mom were here for my birthday.

Before I forget, Kevin's invited me to a seder at his friend's house on Wednesday. I had no idea he's Jewish! I mean, it's never really come up. He says he's a part time Jew the same way I'm a part time Catholic, though, I really think he's more connected to his religion than I am to mine, and he's just being sweet about the fact I haven't been to church in *coughs* years. I'm really excited to go with him, and this is the first time I'm meeting any of his friends. I just hope I don't do anything embarrassing. He assures me it'll be a nice, casual evening (can seders be casual?), and he won't leave my side.

I told Kev that I kind of wish Dad was alive. Not only would he have a shit fit that I'm a "fucking fag," but he'd plotz if he knew my boyfriend was Jewish. (On second thought, we're all better off with the bastard being dead, though, I'd love the chance to stand up to him and throw my happiness in his face.) I also told him I'm not entirely sure how Mom's going to take it because she can be kind of flighty and ignorant when she doesn't understand something. He thinks I'm underestimating her (awwww!).

*sigh* I can't fight it. I love this man.

Dialogue500 Prompt: Making Up

dialogue_500 is a writing comm focused on writing, you guessed it, dialogue. Stories must be told solely through dialogue and cannot exceed 500 words.

Title: Reaching Out
Fandom: Original
Prompt: 10. Making Up
Rating: PG for a couple of bad words
Word Count: 500
Note: Takes place after Peter got snippy with Will during their last phone call.

( Reaching Out )