Author's Note: Hello Fellow Gays, Theys, and Everyone Reading. It is officially Pride Month, so we gotta have one of these oneshots. But remember that it isn't just pride month, It is also Men's Mental Health Awareness Month, so plz check in with yo man's, ask how he is.
Plz remember: You are loved, accepted, supported, and valid no matter what. Hunter loves you always. PS: This is a Human Realm AU.
Hunter's POV:
I think I've known it for a while at this point. Maybe I've always known deep down, but just- never thought about it until the more recent years. I mean, what boy just looks at certain male characters or celebrities and thinks, "Damn, they are so fine!" without feeling anything? Reading Cosmic Frontier did something to awaken me, I swear.
But then, there's also girls too. They're so amazing! They can be so smart, independent, kind, funny, and super talented! One such example is my girlfriend, Y/n. We both met in our English 11 class at Gravesfield High. She was reciting her most recent piece on Shakespeare for class. I'd never been interested in it really, I just learned it for class, but there was something about her that made the subject much more captivating.
We hit it off pretty well surprisingly. She was top of every class and was even on the school volleyball team as the captain. I made sure to cheer her on all the time and be sure to help her with her science work because she was struggling in chemistry a bit. I introduced her to my favorite book series and she loved it right away. Eventually, I had the guts to ask her properly out on a date.
Of course I butchered the question while asking her.
"Me would like to go on a date with you?" I asked, confidently. She was sitting at one of the picnic tables outside waiting for her late bus.
"What?" She giggled looking up from her notebook, blush standing out on her cheeks.
"I-I mean, um- fuck, sorry. I didn't- argh!" I scrambled. I was literally dying inside and pulling out my hair, which is what I do when I'm nervous or angry with myself.
Y/n put down her notes and walked up to me. She gently took my hands in hers, pulling them away from my hair. Holy shit, her hands were soft!
I blushed profusely and I think my ears were turning red. "Hey, no need to pull your hair out over me. What'd you say?"
I took a few deep breaths. She just stood there patiently, waiting for me to ask. "I-I was... wondering. Would you, perhaps... want to go out... on a date... with me?"
I dropped my head, waiting for the rejection. But all I got was a warm hug. My heart clenched. "Wha-"
"Yes, Blondie. I'll go out with you." She said nonchalantly as her bus pulled up. "Meet me in front of the city Movie Theater! 7pm! Friday!" She shouted before grabbing her stuff, running towards the bus.
That Friday, was simply, the best day ever. And I got the approval for a second date and haven't fully looked back since.
That was a few years ago, now we're in College. Well, we're almost done with college. We have separate jobs and school lives, but they all come together every night in our small apartment.
I got the apartment about a year ago. Darius finally decided that even though he'd let me stay, I needed to get something of my own since I finally had a girlfriend. I couldn't constantly bring her to my parent's place.
It was completely paid by me and was mine until I blabbered out randomly that I wanted her to move in with me so we could spend more time together besides our weekly dates on Saturday's after any potential work. That offer went surprisingly well and she moved in with me once her lease was up a few months later. We split the rent and utilities, and we split chores from who washes dishes to who does the laundry. It's a perfect system in our case.
I had practically no secrets with her, she was my everything and I didn't hide really anything from her. Not even my currently single, adoptive Dad, who was the epitome of all my embarrassment in life. She practically knew my bathroom schedule and how I sleep and every minor detail about me I couldn't point out myself. But I held one, because I always felt that if I told her, she'd end it all. I wasn't normal, I mean no one's really normal, but not like me.
At one point I had a nightmare of her breaking up with me over it, yeah that scared the shit out of me. She's my world, and I couldn't live without her fearing I'd break apart. I was whimpering in my sleep and somehow she heard from her bedroom. The door opened frantically, "Hey, hey, hey. Hunter, shhh. It was just a bad dream, you're okay." She cooed, waking me from it.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you, Y/n," I sniffled.
She gently wrapped her arms around me, rubbing my back and placing kisses on my cheek. I felt better already, but it wasn't the same. I was still hiding something. "It's ok, you're more important, besides who really needs sleep anyway?"
I stifled a laugh. Me, I needed sleep. My eyebags from studying all night were getting worse with exams coming up, plus work was stressful.
"What's wrong? What happened, Love?" Y/n asked.
"You broke up with me. In my dream," I said honestly. Wow, I'm crying over that, how pathetic. It's a fucking dream!
She broke the hug and placed a soft hand on my jaw. Her eyes punched mine as she gazed over me. "Why did I do that? You know that I'd never really want to do that, right?"
"I told you something secret about myself. You didn't like it very much and told me that we 'We're done." and 'I don't want to see you anymore.'" I replied.
"Oh," She gasped. "Well, do you have something you want to tell me?"
I nodded sheepishly. I took a deep breath to calm myself. I was shaking and ready to tear my hair out, but Y/n grabbed my hands and held me steady. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing emerged. Words caught in my throat.
"It's okay, I'm not forcing you to tell me anything. It's clearly weighing a lot on you, so just tell me when you're ready, I'll listen okay? Remember: I'm not going to judge you. I love you so much and that ain't changing for the world." Y/n caressed my hands with her thumb, then went to walk off back to her bedroom after a small kiss on the forehead.
"Wait! I'm tired of hiding it! And I wanna share it with you! But I'm just such a wimp. I just," I paused my burst. "I don't want you to not love me anymore because I tell you something deep and personal to me. It could change your whole view on me!"
"I can't just love you any less, Hunter. Unless you break my heart by telling me you cheated on me or you're breaking up with me, which doesn't sound like what you're going to tell me. Just lay it on me Hunter. It's 3 in the morning and we're both up, just fucking tell me! I don't care!" Y/n put it bluntly, waiting in the doorway of my bedroom.
"I'm bisexual," I whispered.
"You're what?" She asked, genuinely.
"I'm bisexual." I said a little louder. "I don't love you any less. I'm the same person I was 10 seconds ago, so please just know that."
"Oh," Y/n exclaimed softly. "That's cool, you get the best of both worlds then. I'm proud that you told me."
Then, I just started bawling my eyes out because I finally had the guts to say that out loud, for the first time. Not even Darius knew, I was afraid he'd kick me out. Wow that actually felt good! I said it! I said it! Y/n playfully rolled her eyes and came back to sit on the bed. She cradled my upper body in her arms like a child.
"God, I love you Hunter. You precious little bean," Y/n pressed light kisses into my hair. "You are amazing, I don't care what others say. You are the most awesome person I've ever met! I don't care if you're bisexual, you're so cool and funny and just all out adorable! I Love You so much."
"Thank you, for accepting me. It means the world," I nuzzled into her chest. Y/n laughed.
"My dude! I accepted you the moment I became friends with you. But still, I love you. Nothing will change that, okay?"
"O-okay," I whispered. "I Love You Y/n."
We cuddled in each other's arms for a few more minutes, inhaling each other's scent and exchanging chaste kisses. Small reminders that we're together until the end. We fell asleep mid-way through that, and to wake me up I heard:
"Wanna buy a Pride Flag to display on our walls? Or maybe outside our door? It'll probably annoy the grouchy old neighbors." Y/n suggested
"Fuck Yes!" I agreed.
1,532 Words total. Thanks for Reading. Stay tuned <3
(Published 6/2/23)