Naruto One Shots

Gaara x Non Binary Reader: You're Perfect in Your Own Way

You had started dating Gaara in your freshman year of highschool, although you had known each other since preschool. Something about being misfits just brought the two of you together. Soon after you got together, you realized you were non binary.

Luckily, your family was very supportive and the same went for Gaara. Unfortunately, the town you lived in didn't exactly feel the same way.

"Leave you dusty hoe."

"Stay with your original pronouns."

"You freaks stay together."

Common things that got shouted at you whenever you left the house. It was easy to pretend that the words didn't hurt, even though inwardly they pierced your soul. Coming out wasn't easy, and you thought that, with time, the town would eventually come to accept you.

You had none such luck. It seemed like the devil was out to spite you, in spite of you living a pretty chill life.

"Are you okay Y/N?," Gaara squeezed your hand reassuringly, while giving you a small smile. Gaara had a pretty unusual look, but you could by no means call the red haired man ugly. His piercing seafoam eyes were part of the reason you had bonded.

Since you were young, you had F/C (favorite color) eyes. Another reason you were seemingly resented by your home of origin.

"Yeah, just tired of all this bullshit...."

"Don't listen to them, you're beautiful and perfect in your own way, no matter your sexual identity."

A soft smile worked its way across your face.

"Thanks Gaara."

"Anytime love."

You blushed a little bit at the nickname, slightly bonking him on the head.

"Owwww," Gaara pouted giving you puppy eyes.

"Weirdo..."

"At least we're weirdos together."

"Whatever."

You grabbed his hand and walked in the direction of the grocery store because you were gonna bake a cake. You pulled your hoodie over your short H/C hair and tried to act normal. Gaara all of a sudden tugged your arm and turned you to face him.

"You should stop hiding yourself. It's not like you have a disease or anything, if you stop acting like its weird then they won't have anything to bully you about."

Your body started shaking a little bit at the thought, but you could see the logic behind his statement so you slowly removed your hood and tried to step into the store confidently.

Multiple pairs of eyes landed upon your walking form. You tried to ignore the staring, and went about finding the cake ingredients.

"Look at her..."

"When did she cut her hair?"

Gaara cringed for you at the incorrect pronouns, and he went to go stand in the center of the store.

"Y/N DOESN'T GO BY SHE/HER, THEY PREFER TO USE THEY/THEM! PLEASE RESPECT THEIR PRONOUNS, IT'S VERY RUDE TO DO OTHERWISE. PLEASE AND THANK YOU!"

You laughed slightly at his antics, but were kinda grateful that he had done that.

"You didn't have to Gaara..."

"But I did anyway, and I can't undo it."

A lopsided grin was on his face and you couldn't stay mad at him for long.

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You had finished getting everything you needed, and you loaded the stuff off your cart and onto the conveyor belt. The cashier smiled at you kindly.

"That was a very brave thing for you to do Y/N. I'm proud of you. And Gaara?"

"Hm?"

"Be lucky you have them, they're a once in a million person."

You didn't say anything, until you left the building. Gaara looked over at you and saw silent tears streaming down your face. You threw yourself at Gaara and he held you carefully in his arms.

"Thank you so much."

"Anytime Love."

~The End~