Michael's POV

The next morning I wake up in Matthew's bed, alone. I rub my eyes and look around the room. He's not in here. I roll over and see a note on the night stand. I pick it up and read it.

Dear Michael,

I was called into work. Breakfast is on the counter. I'll call you around 12.

Yours Truly,

Matthew

I smile and kiss the note. He's so sweet. I get up and find some of his pajama bottoms. I slip them on and go into the kitchen. There's a plate with warm eggs and sausage. This was cooked not too long ago.

I realize the front door closing woke me up.

I eat the breakfast and clean the plate. I sit on the couch and bring my knees to my chest. I wonder if I should stay here or go home.

I go to pick up the TV remote when there's a knock on the door. I freeze. I feel relieved when I hear,

"Open up, Matthew, it's Steve. "

I grab the quilt on the couch and cover up. I open the door and say,

"Matthew's at work, Steve. "

He smiles and says, "Hey, Mike! He's at work? Well, can you tell him I dropped by. "

I nod. He smiles and nods and begins to leave. I quickly say,

"Wait! "

He stops and turns towards me. He raises an eyebrow and asks, "What's up? "

I say, "Do you know what he does at work? "

Steve grins and ask, "He didn't tell you? "

I shrug my shoulders and say, "He told me he works at the local theatre. That's about it. He must be a director or something. "

Steve shakes his head and says, "No..not a director. He..he works as the janitor. It's sensitive for him because he had this dream of becoming a star and now he works at that dump. People won't be going there for long. "

I ask confused, "Why not? "

Steve says, "There's a new one being built across the street from his job. It's supposed to be much more fancy and what not. I don't know what this means for Matt though. "

My heart shatters. He never told me he was the janitor. He's probably embarrassed about it. He needs to know I don't care what job he has. What should I do?

I ask, "Steve, do you mind coming back over here during lunch? "

Steve shrugs his shoulders and says, "Sure. What for? "

I smile and say, "I want to make him lunch and I need someone to escort me there. "

He nods and says, "You got it. See you then. "

I nod as he walks away. I close the door and remove the quilt from my shoulders. I fold it up and put it back where I got it. I look around the living room. He definitely lives like a single man. He has newspapers all over his table, soda cans all over any surface and multiple food wrappers. He better be glad I'm a good cook.

I might as well clean up for him. I find a trash bag in the kitchen and start putting all the empty cans and food wrappers in the bag. It's like someone had a party in here or something.

Halfway done, I begin to wonder why Matthew didn't tell me the details of his job. He does know I would never leave him because of his job...right?

Matthew's POV

I just got on my lunch break. I'm standing outside wondering what I can go buy to eat. I forgot to bring me a lunch so I guess I'll just- Is that Michael?

I see Michael and Steve walking towards me. Michael has a basket. I'm standing here in my janitor uniform. This is so embarrassing.

When they reach me, Michael smiles and says,

"Hi, babe. "

I smile and say, "Hey, Michael. What uh what are you doing here? "

I glare at Steve then look back at Michael. Michael turns to Steve and whispers,

"You should go. "

Steve nods and says, "See you later Matt. "

He walks away. Michael smiles and says,

"I brought you lunch. "

I smile and nod. I say,

"Come on in. "

I grab his soft hand and lead him into the old theatre. His touch makes me feel at home. Safe. I smile to myself.

I bring him on stage and say,

"Wait right here. "

He nods. He seems in awe of the theatre. I smile and go get a blanket from the theatre's supply closet. I come back and lay it on the stage. Michael and I sit down on it. He places the basket between us and opens it. He smiles and says,

"I didn't know what kind of sandwich you liked so I made a turkey sandwich and I brought grapes and strawberries and potato chips. "

I stare into his eyes and say, "Sounds delicious. "

He blushes and hands me my sandwich. I take a bite. As I chew, I ask,

"Where's yours? "

Michael giggles and says, "Don't speak with your mouth full silly. "

I finish chewing and say, "Sorry baby. "

He blushes then answers my question, "I only brought lunch for you, my working man. "

He leans over and kisses me softly. I smile. He smiles and says,

"You look sexy in your uniform. "

My smile goes away. He looks at me concerned and asks,

"What's wrong? "

I sigh and say, "I feel embarrassed about my job. I had bigger plans, but I ended up here. "

Michael scoots next to me, holds my hand, and asks,

"What are your bigger plans? "

I smile and say, "Were, Michael. Pass tense. "

He giggles and says, "You shouldn't give up on your plans, Matthew. You can still do whatever it is you want to do. "

I smile and answer his question,

"I wanted- "

"Want. "

I smile and continue, "I want to be an actor. "

Michael smiles and says, "You can be an actor. I can help you. "

I ask, "How? "

He smiles and says, "I work as a assistant to a manager of a production company. I can check for any auditions for TV shows or movies. "

I stare at him. My eyes starting to tear up.

"You'd do that for me? "

He smiles and nods. I kiss him passionately. We separate and he pats my knee and says,

"You get back to work baby. I'll see you later. "

I nod and kiss him once more. Michael believes in me.... That's all I ever needed.