[Just The Two Of Us ] LGBTQ+ OneShots

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓞𝓪𝓴 𝓣𝓻𝓮𝓮

Word count: 800

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, amber glow over the school grounds, two figures could be seen loitering near the old oak tree. Their faces, illuminated by the setting sun, glowed like honeyed gold, contrasting starkly with the deep indigo of the evening sky. The air was thick with anticipation and a sense of unspoken longing. It was as if the world had paused for a moment, holding its breath in anticipation of what was about to unfold.

The two girls, both seniors at the high school, had been friends for as long as they could remember. They had shared countless secrets, laughed together through the tears, and supported each other through the trials and tribulations of adolescence. But tonight, something was different. There was an electricity in the air, a tension that neither of them could quite explain.

As they stood there, lost in their own thoughts, one of the girls took a tentative step closer to the other. Her heart hammered in her chest as she leaned in, her lips just barely brushing against her friend's cheek. The other girl's eyes fluttered shut, her breath hitching in her throat. For a moment, they were the only two people in the world, their hearts beating in perfect harmony.

The kiss lingered, lingering for what felt like an eternity. When it finally ended, they stood there, foreheads touching, their breath mingling in the air between them. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated bliss. They knew, deep down in their souls, that this was more than just friendship. It was love.

But as they stood there, basking in the afterglow of their kiss, they were suddenly aware of a growing sense of unease. They glanced around, their eyes searching the darkness for any sign of movement. It was then that they noticed it: the hushed whispers, the furtive glances, the shifting of weight from one foot to the other. They were being watched.

People were against it. They had always known that their relationship was different from the other couples at school, but they had never expected it to come to this. The looks of disapproval, the whispers behind their backs... it all hurt more than they could ever have imagined.

But they were determined not to let it break them. With a trembling hand, one of the girls reached out and took the other's hand in hers. Their fingers intertwined, a silent promise that they would get through this together. They knew that they had to face the reality of what they had done, but they also knew that they couldn't let the opinions of others define their love.

They walked over to the old oak tree, their steps slow and measured, as if each step were an act of courage in itself. The tree was ancient and gnarled, its branches stretching out like protective arms, as if it were welcoming them into its embrace. They stood there for a moment, taking in its majesty, feeling its strength coursing through their veins.

With a sharp rock they had found on the ground, they carefully etched their initials into the bark of the tree: E for Emma and S for Sarah. As the initials took shape, they felt a sense of ownership over this place, a connection that ran deeper than any other they had ever experienced. They leaned in close, their breath mingling in the air as they admired their handiwork.

Around them, the whispers had died down, replaced by a hushed silence. They knew that people were still watching, but they didn't care. They had made their mark on the world, however small it might seem. They had found something beautiful in the midst of the ugliness and the hate. And no matter what the future held, they would always have this moment, this tree, and each other.

As they stepped back, hand in hand, they took in the expanse of the night sky above them. The stars were beginning to twinkle into life, a thousand tiny sparks of hope amidst the darkness. They closed their eyes, feeling the warmth of the other's skin against their own, and took a deep breath. It was then that they knew, deep down in their souls, that they were going to be okay.

Together, they walked away from the tree, their steps steady and sure, their hearts full of love and determination. The world might not understand them, but they had each other. And that was all that mattered. As they disappeared into the shadows, they left behind a trail of light, a beacon of hope for anyone else out there who might be struggling to find their way in the darkness.