(A.N:// So I was laying in bed the other night and suddenly this little idea hit me and I figured I'd write it. Jeff isn't actually in this one but he's mentioned. Hope you enjoy. Warning: Homophobia.)
Nick sighed deeply as he watched his father carefully. Mr. Duval was sitting on the couch, drinking a beer, and watching some sports game that Nick couldn't care less about. I need to tell him. Mom already knows and she was fine with it. Besides, I'm doing it more for Jeff than for me. I don't want to have to hide my relationship around my own father! It isn't fair to Jeff. Besides, he came out to his parents so I should too! Alright, I'll just say it. I'll tell my dad that his only son is gay...Yeah, I'll do it right after the show goes on commercial. I just have to say three words. 'Dad, I'm gay'. I could even get rid of the dad part and make it two...Simple as that...Yeah...
A few minutes later a commercial started and Nick opened his mouth to start speaking. "Hey uh dad?"
"Sir." Mr. Duval said, shortly. Mr. Duval only liked to be addressed by as 'sir' when Nick spoke to him.
"Sorry sir." Nick said, trying his best not to stammer, another thing his father hated. His father started to flip through the channels. "Right. Sir, there was something I wanted to talk to you about. Something important that I think you should know."
"Out with it." Mr. Duval said, growing annoyed. He hated when his son didn't get straight to the point.
Nick nodded. "R-right, sorry. I uh..."
Mr. Duval sighed loudly in annoyance before glaring at his son. His eyes cold. "You didn't get some girl pregnant did you? Tell me now."
Nick almost laughed at the question. He didn't get a girl pregnant and he never would. Nick was gay and happily dating Jeff. He never even kissed a girl before. "No sir, I did not get a girl pregnant. No need to worry about that, sir." Nick replied.
"Good. You do and you're out of my house."
Nick nodded. "I understand."
"Sorry, I understand, sir."
"Good. Now, what did you want to tell me?"
"Right. What I wanted to tell you was-"
Nick was cut off by his father talking. "Oh God, get these stupid fags off my television. I don't want to see two men kissing! That's disgusting! I wish I could find these fags and shove my baseball bat up their asses. If they wanna put someone's dick up their ass I'm sure they'd love a wooden bat." Mr. Duval said when he flipped to a show that had two boys on the screen, one kissing the others cheek. Nick's eyes grew wide with fear. "Now," Mr. Duval started, looking over at Nick. "What did you want? Spit it out. I have better things to do then listen to you stammer all day."
Nick nodded. "I just wanted to know if it was alright with you if I returned to Dalton tonight instead of tomorrow. I have an essay to work on and they have an excellent research center in the library." Nick lied. There was no way he was going to tell him now.
Mr. Duval turned his attention back to the screen where the game had started again. "Whatever."
Nick nodded and left the room quietly. It wasn't until he got up to his room that he started to shake, pulling out his phone and calling Jeff.
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(A.N:// In my headcanon Mr. Duval isn't an ass but I feel like I hardly ever write any angsty things for Nick...ha, anyway, thanks for reading!!) \o/
