(a/n: Yul had a bad day, Hunter comforts him. In this story, Yul is trans ftm. Warning: misgendering)
Yuls pov:
Today was a shitty day. My co-workers kept misgendering me, and it's honestly very tiring.
I'm on my way home to Hunter and my house. Hunter and I have been dating for about 2,5 years now, we know each other very well. He also knows when I feel shitty, which is why I dont want to go home, but I have to.
After about 20 minutes, I get home. I prepare myself to go inside. I had been crying all the way back, but I didn't want him to see.
I get inside, looking around to see Hunter. I see him sitting on the couch, turned around.
"Hey darling. You're back." He walks towards me. I wipe the tears off my face. "How was work?" He asks.
"It was fine, I guess." I say. "You're lying." He says.
I swear, how does this man know I'm lying. I feel tears forming in my eyes again. "Fuck." I say.
"Hey, let's sit down. Come here, darling."
We sit down, and that's when I break down crying. "I don't want you to see me like this. I barely cry because I font want you to see me cry." I say.
"It's okay, Yul. Listen, crying is a natural thing, and honestly, I don't care if you cry. Everyone cries sometimes." He says. He hugs me thight. "It's gonna be okay, but I feel like there's more that's bothering you." He continues.
"Well, I've only been misgendered today. I'm glad they don't know my deadname, but still." I say.
"Oh dear, I'm sorry. That must be hard. I just want you to know that whatever those assholes say, you're the most beautiful man I've seen." He says. I blush at his compliment.
"Yul, I mean it. I love you so much." He continues. "I love you too, hunt." I kiss him, and he kisses me back.
"You like kissing me, huh?" He says. "Yeah, I do. I could never get tired of the way your lips taste." I say, making him blush.
"How about I make you my husband?" He says. I blush deeply. "Aww, are you getting all flustered?" He says. "Oh, shut up." I say, obviously wanting him to continue flirting.
"Thanks for just letting me cry." I say. "It's okay, dear." He says.
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I love them sm :( <3
- Sander, 414 words.
