Friends Forever 🏳️🌈
This is a very special prequel to Pop’s Place. I had planned to orignally post this during Pride Month, and honestly got side tracked. I did have good intentions. I’m not writing about something I’ve personally been through here by any means, but I truly believe, this is how anyone who has went through this, deserves to be treated, by their family and loved ones. And just so we’re clear, Family is not always the people you are related to by blood, but also those that come to your aide when you truly need them, and that is okay, because you are not bound to them by genetics. They. Chose. You. That’s a powerful thing.
This also has a prompt for @choicesficwriterscreations nice event: Here, let’s share a blanket.
The Series: Pre Pop’s Place
The Pairings: None, but we have some adorable soulmates known as Mia and Daniel
Word Count: 1775
Warnings and Ratings: Anxiety over coming out to friends or family, Profanity; Teen
Summary: Daniel decides its time come out to his “family.”
Original Post: 10/10/22 at 11:40PM EST.
A/N: Special thanks to @angelasscribbles that preread this for me, and offered some advice on some parts, and then I turned around and wrote 500+ more words. LOL. Thank you for pre-reading this one. I really wanted to hope you all enjoy this.
A/N2: I know that the acutal coming out conversation that the story tells is Daniel coming out to Mia’s family, but this is an situation I know well. Friends can feel like family and you can worry what they think and how they will perceive you, and in this situation Daniel really cares about how the Jones family will now see him. Pops in particular. My character Pops has a gruff exterior, but underneath that, he is genuinely a big teddy bear.
Mia as a child before she met him was a shy and quiet girl. Her Pops was her best friend. She followed Pops around everywhere he went. A few weeks before school was starting, new neighbors were moving next door. Tell me you’re nosy without telling you we’re nosy? Pops decided that was the perfect time to be out in the yard watering the plants, while trying to be incognito watching the new family move in and Mia was out on the swing set curious big brown eyes watching the new family. Mia’s interest was piqued when a little boy with dark brown hair jumped out of the car cradling a white teddy bear in his arms and that little boy looked incredibly sad.
Mia in that moment decided to smile and wave at the little boy.
His expression completely changed as he smiled and waved back. Pops decided to take Mia over to the neighbor’s house and introduce themselves.
“I’m Kelvin Jones, but everyone calls me Pops, this is Mia, Gloria my wife is in the house making some sweet tea. We’ll be grilling a little bit later, y’all are welcome to come by, sit a spell and eat with us.”
Pops reached out to shake hands with them.
“Well Pops, I’m Richard everyone calls me Rich, and this is my wife Kathy, and this one here looking mad with the world is Daniel. Yes, we’d love to have dinner with y’all. We haven’t made it to the grocery yet, and probably won’t until tomorrow sometime. We really appreciate your kindness.”
And that’s how the Stephenson’s and the Jones’s became friends. Mia and Daniel were inseparable from day one.
After dinner both families wound up inside the Jones’s home. Pops liked to keep the house cool because South Carolina in the summer could be a scorcher. So Gloria had many little throw blankets around to cuddle up under.
Mia could tell that Daniel was cold.
“Here, let’s share a blanket.”
“Yes please!” Daniel exclaimed. Both children curled up under the blanket watching the movie on television.
“Our Daniel is so quiet, we were worried he wouldn’t make any friends.” Kathy Stephenson told Gloria. “So he spends a lot of time with me.”
“That’s Mia too. She’s Pop’s little shadow. Look at them, they look like the best of friends already. It looks like somehow in a day, both our prayers were answered.”
Kathy nodded, looking towards the couch where both were whispering secrets to each other and laughing.
“It’s like they’ve known each other their entire lives.”
“That’s how any good friendship begins. Thank you for your hospitality to us.”
“I second that, and Pops, you are quite the chef! You saved us from having to go out to eat somewhere. You should have your own restaurant.” Rich Stephenson remarked.
“That’s my dream, it just hasn’t happened for me yet.”
“It will.”
Rich Stephenson was right.
“Uh oh, do you see their faces?
This one wants something. What is it Mia?”
“Oh yes, and look who’s trailing behind her, they are already thick as thieves.”
“Can Daniel sleep over tonight? They don’t have cable yet, and there’s a Harry Potter Movie marathon on tonight, and he hasn’t seen all the movies yet.”
“We just moved in, Daniel. You haven’t even slept in your own bed yet?”
“It will still be there tomorrow.” Daniel confirmed.
Pops laughed out loud.
“He’s welcome to stay, if you all don’t mind, I'll fall asleep during those movies anyway. Gives Mia someone to watch them with. And y’all come over for breakfast in the morning since you’ve not had a chance to go to the grocery store yet.”
“We can’t thank you enough for your hospitality, and I promise we plan to have you all over for dinner when we’re settled in.”
“We’ll definitely take you up on that.”
Daniel slept over at the Jones’s house the first night they moved into their new house. Over the coming years, there were endless sleepovers, between the houses, and endless dinners between the families. Both families were even on the pickup lists for each other’s kids, and Mia and Daniel were best friends, and stayed that way up through their teen years.
Eleven Years Later
Mia paced nervously in the living room while she constantly checked her cell phone.
“Mia, would you get somewhere and sit down! Why are you fidgety?”
She wanted to answer. She really did, but she couldn’t. It was because it wasn’t her news to tell. Her best friend Daniel had come out to her, to which she honestly was not surprised, it was a huge step for him on his journey of self acceptance, and tonight, he was telling his parents.
The Stephenson’s seemed like very open minded people. But you just never know, and that little bit of doubt had her nervous for her friend, but in that moment when speaking to him as he made up his mind, she reassured him. What if she had done the wrong thing? She had essentially known them since she was five. She knew them like she knew her own parents, at least she thought she did.
Pops glanced up from the television.
“Mia. SIT DOWN.”
Mia sat down on the couch. She nervously picked at the pink glitter polish on her nails. When her phone rang she jumped. It was Daniel; she ran quickly to her bedroom.
“Daniel, is everything okay?”
All she heard from Daniel was sobbing on the other end.
“Daniel… say something please. You can stay with us if you need to. It’s alright. Fuck them!!! It’s going to be okay! I promise.”
Daniel finally composed himself a little more to finally be able to speak.
“Mia, it’s alright. I’m alright. What I know now is that I have the best parents in the world Mia. My mom said she has known for years, and my Dad said he was proud of me for having the courage to tell them who I am. They told me they love me, and they would be there for me always. They even want us to go participate in the Pride to be Alive 5k in a few weeks.”
“How do you feel about that?”
“It’s embarrassing, but it’s great that they want to be here for me, that they want to be a part of this journey with me. They just want me to be happy with me. Finally I can be."
“That’s so great Daniel.”
“I know you were worried, sorry I scared you there for a few moments. But thanks for offering me a place to stay without even batting an eye.”
“We’re family Daniel. We look out for each other.”
“That being said, I want to talk to Pops next. Do you think he’ll be okay right?”
“Pops loves you. You’re my best friend. Pops will be fine.”
“Pops is like a man’s man. My dad is nothing like Pops. Honestly, what do you think? Please be totally honest with me Mia.”
Mia thought for a few moments. Pops, her Pops, loved everyone and he was social with everybody. Black, white, green, or purple, it didn’t matter, Pops could get along with anyone and loved everyone, and Everyone loved Pops.
“He’ll be okay, Daniel. Pops loves you. You’re my best friend. Our families are close.”
“Can I come over for dinner tomorrow?”
“Um yes, is it because you want to talk to him, or is this because it’s fried chicken night?”
“A little bit of both. Everyone’s in a good mood when Pops makes his special fried chicken.”
The next night Daniel was over to dinner with the family.
Pops smiled. “Good thing I made extra, since you are having Daniel over.”
“Pops now you know, you always make extra because that’s how you do. Nobody is walking away from this house starving. Ever!”
Pops let out a deep belly laugh. “Exactly. Help yourselves. There’s plenty for seconds and thirds if you want it.”
Dinner was going well, but Daniel had fallen silent. Mia tried to keep the conversation lighthearted and going, but she was worried about Daniel. He looked nervous and incredibly uncomfortable.
“You don’t have to do this tonight if you’re not ready, Daniel.” She whispered to him.
Pops seemed to have picked up on Daniel’s mood and offered a kind ear to listen.
“Now Daniel, I’m used to you being more talkative than this. Is something bothering you Son?”
Daniel still was silent.
“You can talk to us.”
Daniel looked up from his plate to Pop’s concerned face.
“We’re family. We might not look like it. The oven just happened to break when it was cooking you.”
Daniel laughed. “Hey now I get a pretty impressive tan in the summer.” Daniel held out his arm showing his barely tanned skin.
Gloria laughed. “Mmmmhum, you keep telling yourself that, baby.”
Everyone laughed at the table, before the laughter stopped Daniel said the words as if he couldn’t contain them anymore.
“I’m gay.”
“Can you pass the mashed potatoes?” Pops asked simply.
Surprised, Daniel complied, there was silence for a few more moments.
“Did ....you hear what I said?” Daniel inquired, his voice sounding afraid, almost insecure and stammering.
Pops swallowed the mouthful of green beans he was chewing on.
“Yes, and I think I speak for the table when I say that doesn’t matter to me one bit. I call you Son, because that is who you are to me, and I love you just as you are. You never have to be afraid of who you are, or that I’m going to love you less because of who you love.”
Mia took Daniel’s hand.
“Exactly Pops.”
“And the feeling I get is that you were most worried about how I would respond. And for that I’m sorry. I have never wanted to make you feel that you couldn’t tell me something important about your life, about yourself. I want you to know, you’re my son. And nothing you could say could make me love you less.”
Pops got up from the head of the table to stand beside Daniel; Daniel also stood. The two hugged.
“It’s alright.” Pops gently consoled Daniel. “I’m so very proud of you Daniel.”
“Thank you Pops.”
“No, don’t thank me for this. This is how a parent should react when their child tells them something very important about themselves. They should respond with unconditional love. And you, Daniel Eugene Stephenson, are loved.”
“Than…..”
“Nuh uh uh uh!!!! What did I just say Son?!?! Let’s finish eating! The food’s gonna get cold.”
“Okay Pops.”
From that moment on for the rest of dinner, Daniel was his happy, joking, talkative self. His real self and he was glowing with sheer joy.
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