MALE X MALE READER

HAWK FULLER (AU)

The air was thick with the scent of jasmine as the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue across the small village. Hawk Fuller stood by the window of his modest home, his mind heavy with memories and regrets. He glanced at the worn-out photograph in his hand, a picture of him and Y/N from years ago, their smiles wide and carefree.

He remembered the countless afternoons spent together, exploring the woods, sharing dreams, and whispering secrets. They had been inseparable since childhood, their bond deepening into a love that neither could deny. But society had other plans for Hawk, forcing him into a marriage that suffocated his heart.

"Hawk, dinner's ready," his wife, Elizabeth, called from the kitchen, her voice sweet but distant.

"I'll be there in a moment," Hawk replied, tucking the photograph back into his pocket.

As he made his way to the dining room, his mind wandered back to that fateful day when everything changed.

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Years Ago

It was a crisp autumn day, the leaves crunching beneath their feet as Hawk and Y/N walked through the familiar forest trail. They found their favorite spot by the river, where they had carved their initials into an old oak tree.

"Hawk, do you ever think about the future?" Y/N asked, his eyes reflecting the clear blue sky.

"Every day," Hawk replied, taking Y/N's hand in his. "And you're always a part of it."

Y/N smiled, but it quickly faded. "But what if we can't be together? What if... what if society doesn't accept us?"

Hawk tightened his grip on Y/N's hand. "We'll find a way. We have to."

Their moment was interrupted by the distant sound of voices. Hawk's father, stern and unyielding, emerged from the trees.

"Hawk, we need to talk," his father said, his tone leaving no room for argument.

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Present Day

Hawk pushed the memories aside as he joined Elizabeth at the dinner table. She served him a plate of stew, her eyes searching his face for any sign of affection.

"Is everything okay, Hawk?" she asked, her voice tinged with concern.

"Yeah, just tired," he lied, forcing a smile.

After dinner, Hawk excused himself and walked to the old barn at the edge of their property. He needed to clear his mind, to breathe. As he opened the barn door, he was surprised to see Y/N standing there, his face illuminated by the soft glow of the lantern.

"Y/N," Hawk whispered, his heart pounding. "What are you doing here?"

"I needed to see you," Y/N replied, stepping closer. "It's been too long."

Hawk couldn't help but pull Y/N into a tight embrace, the familiarity of his touch bringing a flood of emotions. "I missed you so much," he confessed, his voice breaking.

"I missed you too, Hawk," Y/N said, holding him just as tightly. "But we need to talk."

They sat down on an old hay bale, their hands still intertwined.

"Hawk, I can't keep living like this," Y/N began, his eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Seeing you from afar, knowing you're not happy. It's tearing me apart."

"I know," Hawk admitted, his own eyes filling with tears. "But what can we do? My marriage to Elizabeth... it was arranged to keep up appearances. To make sure the family name is respected."

"But what about our love?" Y/N asked, his voice rising with frustration. "Doesn't that count for anything?"

"Of course it does," Hawk said, his voice soft but firm. "But the world we live in... it's not ready to accept us."

"Then let's leave," Y/N suggested, desperation in his voice. "We can go somewhere far away, start a new life where no one knows us. Where we can be free."

Hawk's heart ached at the thought. "I wish it were that simple. But I can't just abandon my family, my responsibilities."

Y/N pulled away slightly, hurt evident in his eyes. "So you're choosing them over us?"

"It's not that simple," Hawk replied, his voice pleading. "I love you, Y/N. I always will. But I have to think about more than just myself."

They sat in silence for a moment, the weight of their situation pressing down on them. Finally, Y/N spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know how much longer I can do this, Hawk. Loving you from a distance, pretending I'm okay when I'm not."

Hawk reached out, cupping Y/N's face in his hands. "I'll find a way, I promise. Just... give me time."

Y/N nodded, though his eyes held a sadness that Hawk knew he couldn't easily erase. "I'll wait for you, Hawk. But please, don't take too long."

As Y/N left the barn, Hawk felt a deep sense of loss, knowing that every day spent apart from Y/N was a day wasted. He vowed to find a way to be with the man he loved, no matter what it took.

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Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Hawk continued to fulfill his duties as a husband and son, but his heart was always with Y/N. He made secret visits to their old meeting spots, leaving notes and small gifts to remind Y/N that he hadn't forgotten him.

One evening, as Hawk returned home, he found Elizabeth waiting for him on the porch. She looked more solemn than usual, a letter clutched in her hand.

"Hawk, we need to talk," she said, her voice steady but sad.

"What is it?" Hawk asked, his heart racing.

"I found this," Elizabeth said, handing him the letter. It was one of the notes he had written to Y/N, filled with words of love and longing.

Hawk's stomach dropped. "Elizabeth, I—"

She held up a hand to stop him. "I know, Hawk. I've known for a while. I just... I didn't want to believe it."

Hawk felt a wave of guilt wash over him. "I'm sorry, Elizabeth. I never meant to hurt you."

"I know," she said, tears welling in her eyes. "But we can't go on like this. You deserve to be happy, Hawk. And so do I."

They sat in silence, the weight of their unspoken truths hanging heavy in the air. Finally, Elizabeth spoke again. "I think it's time we both faced the truth. Our marriage... it was never built on love. Not the kind that matters."

Hawk nodded, his own tears threatening to spill over. "You're right. And I can't keep pretending."

Elizabeth took a deep breath. "Then go to him, Hawk. Be with Y/N. Find the happiness you both deserve."

Hawk looked at her, a mixture of relief and gratitude flooding his heart. "Thank you, Elizabeth. I promise I'll always be here for you, in any way I can."

She smiled through her tears. "I know. Just... promise me you'll be happy."

"I will," Hawk vowed, pulling her into a final embrace. "I will."

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That night, Hawk packed a small bag and made his way to Y/N's home. His heart raced with anticipation as he knocked on the door, praying that Y/N was still willing to take a chance on their love.

The door opened, and Y/N stood there, surprise and hope written across his face. "Hawk?"

"It's over," Hawk said, his voice trembling with emotion. "I'm free. We can be together."

Y/N's eyes filled with tears as he pulled Hawk into a tight embrace. "I knew you'd come back to me."

Hawk kissed him, pouring all his love and longing into that one moment. "I'll never leave you again," he promised. "We'll face whatever comes together."

And as they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, Hawk knew that no matter what society said, their love was worth fighting for. They would find their own path, their own happiness, and nothing would ever tear them apart again.