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Valentines day...

3rd pov

In the 20th century, being queer? Not socially acceptable

In fact, it was dangerous...

Which was exactly why...

They could never be together

Kazuki, or better known as Ratchet stared down at the flowers and chocolate he'd revived from the one man he always loved...

'I snuck into your house while your mom was at work, hope you like homemade chocolate'

Was written on the card that came with the gift, Ratchet couldn't help the visible blush that grew on his face, he held the card, looking at the small heart drawn next to where it was signed

"..."

Ratchet sighed, before he walked to the window in his room, to the outside and at the house right across from his

He wasn't surprised he had revived a gift like this, even then, it still flustered him

The boy walked back to the bouquet of flowers...of beautiful red roses grown with love and care, and the box of homemade chocolate, Ratchet loved when he made something for him, anything

Ratchet loved the guy, yet, even though he wanted nothing more than to run into his arms and hug him, never letting him go ever again...

He hated him at the same time

Why?

Just why him?

Why did it have to be him?

Why couldn't it have just been a girl?

Any girl

There's so many out there to have fallen in love with!

And yet...

Ratchet's heart just had to beat for a man...a boy...a boy who befriended him even though there was a language barrier at first

A boy who took so much free time out of his day to learn Japanese when he was only 5-6

Just to speak with Ratchet

Just to even tell him "good morning" and "I'll see you tomorrow"

A boy who helped him because he wasn't from America

A boy who didn't see him for his race

A boy who cares for him no matter what

He and Ratchet were always with each other

They shared their first kiss in private after school

He let Ratchet in even when he totally In the wrong for starting to drink at such a young age

A boy who...Who's absolutely gorgeous in his eyes...

His imperfections and his stupid nervous smile whenever he failed an English test

His laugh and his beautiful calm face when he slept in Ratchet's arms

His protectiveness whenever someone tried anything against his family and friends

How he'd jump into action and the way he softly kissed Ratchet's neck and collarbone and caress his body whenever Ratchet was stressed out

"Kazuki? You home?"

Ratchet's mom yelled from the front door

"Yes Im home!"

The boy yelled back, quickly hiding the roses in his closet, the chocolates under his blankets, and the card under the floorboards before he headed downstairs to greet his mom

"That (race) boy isn't here, is he?"

Ratchet's mom asked, her voice already filled with annoyance

"No, he's not, it's just me"

"Good, I still don't get why you hang out with him, he seems like a homo, I don't want you turning out like that"

Ratchet's mom sternly said

"Yeah like I'd turn out like that, yuck"

Ratchet scoffed

"Dinner will be ready in an hour,
Okay?"

"Great, i got some homework to do, so...Imma just..."

Ratchet awkwardly said, before heading back upstairs to his room, locking the door

"Ugh...a homo...right...couldn't be...me..."

Ratchet angrily said, hating the idea...

Yet, his heart fluttered when he looked out his window

The sight of the sun light during golden hour shining on the one boy he will always and forever love...

But that he can't be with...

Ratchet forced himself to look away, as he thought to himself

'(Name)...

I wish you were born a girl..."

A/n: 😈