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"I don't know even know to begin this..." His voice raspy and groggy after crying so much.
"Kyle... Im- I miss you so much... I- I just can't-" Sobbing can be heard from the other side of the line now.
Kyle sat alone in his bedroom, listening to his boyfriend's voicemail that he had sent these past few days before he went missing. Flyers, news and announcements had been conducted, hoping to find the 30 year-old man.
Kyle tries to call his number once again.
Beep... beep... beep...
"Hey, sorry, couldn't pick the phone up now. Leave a voicemail and I'll call back as soon as I can" Hearing his artificial voice atleast gave Kyle hope. Knowing that he might still be alive out there... somewhere.
Kyle laid down in bed, thinking of many possibilities that Dan might end up in.
He hates you for ignoring him. A thought came up. Maybe he ran away with another man. Another thought said.
Kyle sighed, thinking how stupid he was for leaving Dan.
A knock suddenly came from his bedroom door. "Kyle, honey? Can I come in?"
The door opened and his mother walked in, then proceeded to sit on Kyle's bed.
"What do you need now?" Kyle said grumpily, who was lying oppositely from her in bed.
"Look, I know it's been harsh but... I promise you everything's gonna be fi--" She coaxed him but was immediately cut off.
"Okay, Everyone's saying the same thing over and over saying it's fine, but it's not" Kyle spat, now sitting up facing his mother with red eyes.
"Gods, Kyle... you- you... okay. You seriously need to get cleaned up, alright?" She added. Now looking over to Kyle's phone. Acknowledging her that he'd been listening to the same voicemail from his boyfriend over and over again.
Kyle's mom went over to open his curtains, letting the sun light shine through his bedroom. Revealing all the mess that he hadn't cleaned up. His clothes all on the ground, piled up. His paperwork and some used tissues can be seen too.
"Gah!" Kyle exclaimed from the bright sun burning his eyes.
"Wha-- what time is it?" Kyle asked, squinting his eyes. It's obvious that he hadn't sleep last night, despite the round, dark circles under his eyes.
"Huh, didn't knew you'd be worried bout' that," his mother admitted, walking through the mess Kyle made while trying to avoid herself from falling over.
"It's 11 A.M." She continued. Kyle felt ripples going around in himself, it must have been ages since he'd communicated with someone since Dan's disappearance.
"Ugh, alright. Just get out of my room already, I don't like you going through my stuff, okay?" He advised. "Well, you better clean them up then" she argued.
Don't challenge her. A little voice warned in Kyle's mind. He knows arguing won't help but his mother's sudden cockiness could make a man go crazy in any moment.
"Alright, I'm joking" she apologized. "But seriously, everything's gonna be alright, you hear me?"
"Alright, I hear you," Kyle let out a smile to assure her he'd been listening. "Also, if you have... any news on Dan. Please tell me" he added.
"Right. Sure," she said, now walking to the door. "But make sure you clean up your room" she told him once again in a stern face who he grew up with. "Christ, alright mom!"
With that, she walked out and closed his door. Leaving Kyle once again in the silence. But at least, now with the sun blaring through his room, he suddenly felt confidence in finding Dan. He'll make sure of it.
He sighed and went over to his piles. Paperwork... nope. Underwear... how long has this been here? He continued searching for anything relevant that he thinks is important.
A picture of Kittens on a piece of paper suddenly appeared from the pile, one with a drawn mustache especially similar to Dan's.
"This one looks like you" Dan giggled, his hoody covering his whole face while his hair still messy from the night before.
"Oh, does it?" Kyle asked in a cheeky mood. He took the picture along with a marker and drew facial hairs to the cat. Making it look more Dan-like now.
Kyle then looked at him with his brows furrowed. "What?" Dan questioned.
"I know you're hiding something..." Kyle asked curiously, crossing his arms.
"What? Me? Oh no no," Dan simpered. "Am I hiding something?"
A box suddenly walked by itself from underneath Kyle's bed. A meow came up from it.
"No. Fucking. wAY!" Kyle exclaimed and picked up the box happily, like a kid opening his presents on a Christmas morning.
He lifted up the white-furred cat from the box and petted it ferociously.
"Omg Thank You, Dan!!" He dropped the cat on top of the bed and went to hug Dan.
"You're... welcome?" Dan answered awkwardly. "You've been telling me about how much you want a cat so... why not?"
Kyle pulled back to look at Dan who was smiling coyly at Kyle's childlike behavior. "Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!"
The cat meowed again, trying to gain the two lover's attention. "What should I name him?"
"I don't know... it's your cat. Name him whatever you want" Dan scoffed. Kyle picked up the cat and instead he was the one who laid in bed.
"Hmm... I think I'm gonna name him... wait. Is it a him or a her?" The bearded one asks. He looked over to underneath the cat and... "Oh, it's He" Kyle chuckled.
"I'll name him Danny then," He looked over to Dan who was fairly not impressed by the name he'd given. "It's not relatively related to you, Dan."
"I swear, if someone saw you do that to a cat, I don't think they'll even dare to talk with you" said Dan, who wanders off to pick up the box from the floor and place it on Kyle's messy study table. "Also, you really should clean up your room, you know?" Dan went on.
Kyle shot a glare at Dan. Despite by how much complaining Dan does everytime he comes over to His house. Kyle, on the other hand, was playing along with the cat.
The whole day went on and on with Dan, Kyle and and their new cat, Danny babbling and meowing to each other.
"Welcome to your new home, Danny" Kyle mumbled to the cat.
Memories. Kyle thought. He picked up the picture and place it properly on his table. He sighed, feeling emotionally depressed of how much he had missed Dan. Im gonna find you, Dan. Kyle muttered under his breath.
After completely satisfied with his new cleaned up room - dirty Clothes in the basket, Papers properly piled up, and rubbish in the bin - he went out of his room along with his phone in his hands.
The first place he went to was the kitchen. He was immediately greeted by his mother who was washing the dishes from breakfast.
"Any food left? Tea and Biscuits would be great too" Kyle asked her while pulling a chair to sit down at the kitchen table.
"I told you to wake up early last night," she nagged. "So that we all can have breakfast together. Which of course, you didn't"
"Sorry... I guess? I know Im such a drag, I mean, I can't blame myself knowing what happened to my boyfriend. But I really don't wanna talk about that now" He sighed.
"So do we have any food left?" Kyle asked her one more time. She finished her dishwashing work and went to sip her tea that she'd left by the table since the moment she had pour it into the cup.
"No, there isn't any left. There's fast noodles though if you're diligent enough to cook for yourself. But Im gonna out to buy some other foods after this, so anything you want?" She offered him.
Kyle never liked the packet noodles, he would complain that they taste like plastic flour dipped in a hot soup. Though Dan loved them a lot.
"I think you can get some snacks I suppose. Not really that hungry anyways" He suggested.
"Alright!," His mother immediately finished her tea and drop her cup into the sink. "If there's anything else you want, just call me, alright?" His mother said while getting her sweater from her room.
Kyle checked his phone. As the usual, there wasn't any relevant notification or news on Dan. Just a few new likes on his Post about Dan's news, Carrier Service notifying him that he'd used 90% of his data and that's pretty much it.
As tired as hearing the same thing from everyone everyday - We're gonna find him. It's gonna be fine. Everything's alright - He got up from his chair and went inside his bedroom when his mom bawled at him.
"Kyle! Someone's here to meet you!" Oh God, Could this be about Dan?
He immediately raced down the staircase and found his mother talking to someone he doesn't recognize.
"Kyle! There you are. This is Mr. Smith... Mr. Smith this is my son" The man looked at Kyle. He looks exactly like Dan. But... older and grumpier.
"Ah, I see that you are my son's boyfriend" Kyle nodded. "I came here to find you because..." he stuttered before spilling the words that only requires a second to change Kyle's whole life.
"We... think we might have found him"