[Just The Two Of Us ] LGBTQ+ OneShots

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The rain fell gently, painting the world in shades of greys . The sky was a canvas of endless sadness, as if the heavens themselves were mourning the loss of color. In this somber landscape, a single drop of rainbow-hued water rolled down the window pane, defying the monotony. It was as if the universe itself was sending a message of hope, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, light could still shine through.

A young man sat in his car, gazing out at the rain-soaked streets. His name was Akira, and he had been driving around for hours, trying to find a place where he belonged. His life had been a series of starts and stops, like a broken record. He'd been fired from his job, kicked out of his apartment, and even disowned by his family. He felt like a failure, like the world was against him.

His phone rang, startling him out of his thoughts. He glanced at the screen, recognizing the number immediately. It was his ex-boyfriend, Kaito. They had been together for two years, and despite the pain and heartache, Akira still held on to the hope that they could somehow find their way back to each other. He hesitated for a moment, debating whether or not to answer the call, but in the end, he couldn't resist the temptation to hear Kaito's voice one more time.

"Hello?" he answered, his voice cracking with emotion.

Kaito's voice was soft, tentative. "Akira... I'm sorry for everything. I wanted to call and see if... if you wanted to talk, or..." He trailed off, sounding unsure of himself.

Akira swallowed hard, forcing down the lump in his throat. "It's okay, Kaito. I'm just... I'm not in the best place right now." He paused, wiping away a stray tear. "But I'd like to talk, if that's okay."

Kaito's voice grew stronger, more confident. "I'm glad to hear that. Look, Akira, I'm sorry for everything I've done. I never meant to hurt you. I just... I was scared, I guess."

Akira took a deep breath, trying to control his emotions. "I understand, Kaito. But it's hard for me to forgive you right now. I feel like I've been through hell and back, and I'm still not sure if I can trust you."

Kaito's voice was filled with remorse. "I know, Akira. And I deserve that. But please, hear me out. I've been doing a lot of self-reflection, and I've realized that I was projecting my own insecurities onto you. I was scared of losing you, and I didn't know how to deal with it. So I pushed you away."

Akira listened intently, his heart heavy with a mix of anger and hope. "I understand that, Kaito. But I need time to heal, to focus on me. I need to figure out who I am and what I want without you in my life."

As he spoke, he noticed a rainbow in the distance, stretching across the sky like a bridge between two worlds. It was as if the universe itself was offering him a message of hope, a glimpse of what could be if he were to open his heart once more. He blinked away a few more tears and wiped his nose on his sleeve.

"Kaito, I do still love you," he said softly. "And I think... I think I might be willing to try again. But only if you're willing to work on us, to be honest with each other, and to never give up on us again."

Kaito's voice cracked with emotion. "Akira, I can't tell you how much that means to me. I promise, I will do everything in my power to make things right between us. I love you too much to give up on us now."

Akira felt a small spark of hope ignite within him. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the journey ahead. "Okay, Kaito. But you need to understand that this time, it's different. You can't just take me back and expect everything to go back to how it was. We need to work on ourselves, and we need to work on us."

There was a long pause on the other end of the line. Akira could almost feel Kaito's eyes searching his face, trying to gauge the sincerity in his voice. Finally, Kaito let out a shaky breath. "Okay, Akira. I understand. I promise to work on myself, and I promise to never give up on us again."

As they hung up the phone, Akira couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over him. He had made the decision to give Kaito another chance, and he felt like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. He took a deep breath, allowing the cool night air to wash over him as he watched the last remnants of the rainbow fade away. It was a reminder of the beauty that could still exist, even in the darkest of times.