Chapter Two: The First Kiss
Reggy arrived at the coffee house early, butterflies in his stomach, and sat at a table facing the door. He'd had to an endure a whole afternoon of incessant teasing from Greg, and later Kip, but didn't let it bother him because he was ridiculously happy. Luckily, his shift had finished on time and he'd been able to go home and get changed into something more comfortable, although he'd changed his shirt five times before settling on the dark blue one he was wearing now.
He glanced at his watch, jiggling his leg like he always did when he was nervous, and let his eyes wander over the other tables. The place was fairly quiet for the time of day, with only a few customers scattered throughout, and he was able pick up the odd word from different conversations around him. He'd always found it interesting to watch people interact, studying their behavior, and his gaze came to rest on an old couple by the window.
It was obvious by the way they sat and talked together that they had been together for many years, having that effortless companionship that only exists between two people who know everything about each other. As he watched them Reggy found himself wanting that too; to grow old with someone who knew his every flaw but loved him unconditionally.
"Hey Reggy," Holly said in surprise as she stopped beside his table. Reggy was jolted out of his thoughts and looked up at her as she continued. "I wasn't expecting to see you here. What can I get you?"
"Oh, nothing at the moment thanks," he replied with a warm smile. "I'm meeting someone.”
"Ahh," Holly replied, comprehension dawning on her face. "Who's the lucky guy?"
"He's.....wait, how do you know it's a guy?" Reggy asked in amazement.
"Oh I've had you figured out for a while now honey," Holly smiled. "Damn shame for us ladies though."
Reggy was momentarily thrown by this revelation and the unexpected compliment that accompanied it.
"So," Holly pressed, "who are you meeting?"
"Do you remember the guy I spilled coffee over the other morning?"
"Oh, of course, the coffee guy," Holly said, slapping her forehead for not thinking of him. "You know, I thought you guys shared a moment. So is this like a first date?"
"Hopefully," Reggy replied, glancing at the door as someone entered and feeling a stab of disappointment when it wasn't Kriss. "I don't even know if he likes me that way but I felt an instant connection. I just hope it wasn't one-sided."
"Trust me," Holly said, sitting down opposite him and covering his hand with hers. "I saw the way he looked at you and I can say for certain that it wasn't one-sided."
Reggy smiled and patted her hand. "Thanks Holly, you're a diamond."
"You know I think there's a song to do with that," she grinned.
"Am I interrupting something?" a familiar voice said.
Reggy and Holly both looked up at Kriss, whipping their hands away and looking like two deer caught in headlights. Kriss couldn't help chuckling at their identical guilty expressions and Reggy looked thoroughly relieved that he hadn't jumped to the wrong conclusion.
"I believe that's my seat," Kriss said good-naturally to Holly, who was still staring up at him. Reggy took the opportunity to let his eyes wander up and down Kriss's body as he stood there. He'd changed out of his uniform and was wearing blue jeans with a black tank top dawning a silver skull. His tone body shown confidently and the low cut top revealed the beginnings of a firm chest covered with a sprinkling of hairs.
"Oh, of course," Holly said, looking flustered as she got up. "What can I get you guys?"
Kriss slid into the seat opposite Reggy and replied, "I'll just have a regular coffee please."
"Make that two, thanks Holly," Reggy said with a smile. "So," he continued once she'd gone, "how was the rest of your day?"
"Pretty good actually," Kriss said, leaning forward and resting his elbows on the table. "Well, no one died so that's gotta be good right?"
"I can't argue with that," Reggy grinned, instantly feeling completely at ease.
"Did you manage to find out who shot Patrick?" Kriss asked curiously.
"Of course," Reggy replied, pretending to look indignant. "Did you doubt my detective skills?"
Kriss laughed and held his hands up. "No, I was just wondering who it was....honest."
"Well it turned out to be the girlfriend," Reggy replied easily. "but we've got her in custody now and it looks like Patrick's gonna be ok. You know it never ceases to amaze me what people who claim to love each other are capable of."
"You and me both," Kriss nodded. "I've seen the results of so called love first hand and I don't think I'll ever get used to it."
Reggy studied him for a moment thoughtfully. "I don't think I could do your job," he said seriously. "I mean, how do you deal with losing the people you can't save?"
Kriss looked down at his hands and Reggy immediately regretted asking. "It's difficult," Kriss said after a moment, "especially when it's a kid, and sometimes you wanna give up but you've got to carry on for the ones who can be saved."
"Sorry," Reggy said sincerely, "I shouldn't have asked."
Kriss looked up and smiled warmly. "It's okay, you don't need to apologize."
Holly came over with the coffees at that point which lightened the mood somewhat.
"So," Kriss said, taking a sip and sitting back in his seat, "are you going to continue your earlier interrogation or should I just confess?"
Reggy shrugged. "That depends. What have you got to confess?"
"Hmm," Kriss tapped his chin and looked thoughtful for a moment. "I'll confess that I'm glad we bumped into each other again today. How's that?"
Reggy smiled, swallowing a mouthful of coffee before replying. "It's a good start...and I am too. What else?"
"Oh no," Kriss said, shaking his head firmly, "that was a freebie. You've gotta work for anything more."
"I always enjoy a good challenge," Reggy smirked, rubbing his hands together.
He spent the next few hours questioning Kriss on everything and anything, while also giving away plenty of information about himself. Neither of them really noticed the time going by as they relaxed in each other's company and drank endless coffees. They discovered that they shared pretty similar tastes and opinions on most things but Kriss noticed that Reggy had skirted around the real question and he eventually called him on it when there was a brief lull in the conversation.
"Why don't you ask about what you really want to know Reggy?"
Reggy looked up from his cup sharply and swallowed but Kriss was smiling at him reassuringly so he decided to take the plunge. "Okay," he began nervously, "Are you...I mean, do you...ah..."
Kriss decided to take pity on him at that point. "Yes and yes," he said firmly.
Reggy frowned at him, making Kriss smile even more. "Yes and yes what?"
Kriss looked him in the eyes steadily as he leaned forward. "Yes, I am gay, and yes, I do like you," he said softly. "And before you ask, no I'm not seeing anyone at the moment."
Reggy felt a massive surge of relief and couldn't stop the massive grin which lit up his face. "Good because I like you too," he said quietly. He shook his head and chuckled. "You know we sound like kids in a school playground."
Kriss laughed. "Yeah, we do a bit." He lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Hey, meet me behind the bleachers after third period."
Now it was Reggy's turn to laugh. "Anytime."
As he finished what must have been his tenth coffee, Reggy looked down at the empty cup. "I don't think either of us are gonna get any sleep tonight."
"That's a bit presumptuous of you isn't it?" Kriss smirked.
Reggy suddenly realized how his words could have been misconstrued and flushed scarlet. Kriss, seeing his discomfort, chuckled and placed his hand on top of Reggy's. "Relax, I was kidding."
Reggy smiled sheepishly, enjoying the warmth of Kriss's hand on his and hoping he wouldn't take it away for a while. He didn't, and they continued to talk until every other customer had left and Holly was preparing to close up.
"Okay you two," she finally said with a grin when they showed no signs of leaving, "don't you have homes to go to?"
Reggy glanced at his watch and was shocked at how late it was; it had hardly seemed any time at all. They both paid for their drinks, bid Holly goodnight, and began to walk home together.
As fate would have it, Kriss only lived a couple of blocks over from Reggy and they both found it amazing that they'd never met before. The only reason they'd met at work that day was because Kriss had recently changed his shifts, having been covering nights.
The evening had turned a little chilly and Reggy noticed Kriss shiver slightly as they walked side by side. He took off his jacket and put it around Kriss's shoulders, receiving a grateful smile in return.
They continued to chat happily until they reached Kriss's apartment block. Reggy felt his earlier nerves return in full force as they stopped at the door to the building and Kriss took his jacket off, handing it back with a smile.
"Thanks for tonight Reg, I had a really good time."
Reggy grinned, deciding he liked the abbreviation of his name. "Me too Kriss."
"So," Reggy continued awkwardly, shuffling his feet, "can we do this again soon?"
"Sure," Kriss replied immediately, "give me your number and I'll give you mine."
They swapped cell phones and added their numbers before handing them back. There was silence for a moment as Reggy loitered, trying to decide how best to say goodnight.
Kriss chuckled and shook his head. "Come here," he said, cupping Reggy's face and pulling him into a kiss.
For a moment Reggy was sure he'd died and gone to heaven. Kriss's lips were warm and surprisingly soft but before he could properly relax into it Kriss stepped back with a smile.
"Goodnight," Reggy croaked.
As Kriss turned and opened the door Reggy called, "Hey Kriss?" which made him turn around questioningly.
"Does this mean we're....you know...?"
"Together?" Kriss asked with a smile and Reggy nodded awkwardly. "Sure," Kriss continued, "if you want us to be."
Reggy could only nod mutely and Kriss's smile widened as he turned and went into the building, the door closing behind him. Reggy stood and stared at it for a minute in a daze, then slowly began the journey home. He could smell Kriss's scent on his jacket as he walked and smiled, suddenly feeling on top of the world.
Reggy was ecstatic when Kriss called him the following morning although, due to work commitments, they wouldn't be able to meet up again for several days which dampened Reggy's mood slightly. He took comfort in the fact that they both had that Saturday off so would be able to spend the entire day together.
Of course, the moment he arrived at work he was bombarded with questions.
"So, how'd it go?" Kip asked excitedly as soon as he walked through the door.
Reggy turned and glared at Greg; he should have known he would never keep it to himself.
"He dragged it out of me," Greg shrugged, looking only slightly apologetic.
"Oh come on Reggy," Kip pleaded, grabbing his arm, "tell me what happened....please? Did ya get lucky? Did ya?"
Reggy rolled his eyes in exasperation as he sat down. "We had an enjoyable evening, chatting and drinking coffee. That's all you need to know."
"You've gotta give me more than that," Kip pouted, perching on the edge of Reggy's desk.
Reggy opened his mouth and paused, building up the suspense, while Kip looked at him hopefully. "No," he said firmly.
Kip looked like someone had just kicked his puppy and Reggy couldn't help laughing.
"Well at least tell us if you kissed him," Greg said encouragingly as he sat down at his desk, having been unable to get any information himself, and Reggy finally relented.
"No, I didn't kiss him," he replied, enjoying the looks of disappointment on both of their faces before continuing, "he kissed me."
Kip shrieked and bounced up and down, drawing the attention of several people nearby, and Reggy grinned in spite of himself.
"I knew it," he yelled, forcing Reggy to shush him. "Oh, I'm so happy for you," he continued more quietly. "What was it like?"
Reggy thought back to the moment and smiled. "Perfect."
"Oh man, he's got it bad," Greg smirked, dodging a pen Reggy threw his way.
"So when are we gonna meet him?" Kip asked hopefully.
"We've only been on one date Kip. I'm not gonna let you loose on him for a while yet."
"Let him loose on who?" Kenney frowned as he joined them.
"Reggy's got a boyfriend," Kip answered smugly before Reggy could get a word in.
"Wow, good for you Reggy," Kenney said sincerely, clapping him on the back.
"Thanks Kenney, it's still early days though."
"What's that Kistoff? You finally found someone desperate enough to date you?" a familiar voice said scornfully from behind them.
Lamar Tj was one of the few in the force who was clearly homophobic; never passing up an opportunity to stick the knife in. Reggy didn't let it get to him though; Lamar was more of an irritation than anything else, a bit like a whining mosquito.
Reggy smiled cheerfully and turned around. "You'd know all about that, wouldn't you Lamar?" he said casually. "At least I don't have to deflate my date at the end of the evening."
Greg snorted loudly and Lamar glared at him before squaring up to Reggy who was considerably taller and didn't look in the least bit threatened.
"Come on, break it up you two before the chief sees you," Kenney said loudly, always the voice of reason in a tense situation.
Lamar deliberately knocked his shoulder into Reggy and walked away.
"God he's an asshole," Greg muttered, watching him go.
"Oh just ignore him," Reggy said firmly, smiling inwardly at Greg's anger on his behalf, "he's not worth wasting your energy on. Come on, we'd better get going."