This Is The First Day Of My Life

"I love you more." "Not possible my lovely."

I heard knocking at my door and I found my boyfriend Kian on the other side.
"Hey baby," I hugged him. Kian squeezed my butt. I smiled and kissed him. He smiled into the kiss and picked me up. He closed the door behind him and pressed me up against the wall. I ran my hands through his hair and tugged on the hair at the nape of his neck. I heard him moan against my lips. I smiled and got off of him. He smiled at me and I led him upstairs. He locked the door and pulled me closer to him. I started to lift up his shirt and he touched my hand.
"Are you sure you're ready baby?" I asked him looking at his sad face.
"Yea go ahead," it was late. I hadn't ever seen his chest. He'd always find a way to cover it. It was remarkable. I slowly lifted his shirt and saw what he had been hiding. He has a bag across his right chest. I looked at Kian and he had tears welling into his eyes. I wiped his tears away. "What is that for baby?" I asked him while stroking his cheek.
"It's something I've had for years now. I just had a surgery for it though, that's why I was staying at my mom's."
"So what exactly is 'it'?"
"I had this thing where breast tissue was developing in my right chest."
"Baby I love you either way," I kissed him gently and walked over to the closet. I pulled out some sweatpants but Kian stopped me.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"You should wear my shirt tonight babe."
"Okay," I picked out my favorite shirt of his. It was a Vans Warped Tour shirt. I slipped it on and crawled into bed with Kian. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the curve of my neck. I kissed his lips and buried my head into his chest.
"I love you Meg."
"I love you more Ki."
"Not possible my lovely."