This is a prompt swap with my wonderful friend Pengi11! This one was my prompt. You can tell because it's bland. Theirs is much better so be in the lookout for that!
Also GRSM stands for Gender Romanticism Sexuality Minorities. It's a more inclusive version of LGBTQA+ so I plan on using it From now on.
STORYTIME!
The autumn air was crisp and clean, the breeze pressing against the side of Deceit's face that was burnt in the accident. It stung, but that hardly matters. What matters is that his boyfriends were happy and enjoying themselves on this cool September afternoon. They had just went out for lunch, swinging by Starbucks for maybe a bagel and some drinks, and Emile was begging to come to the park before schools let out. You know it's one of his boy days when he wants to go to the park rather than shopping or cuddling and watching movies. So here they were!
Five dozen selfies and a pumpkin spice latte later Remy was being dragged all over the place by a giddy Emile wanting to play in the trees like a child. The park here was more like a forest. There's a trail and then there's trees and vegetation as far as the eye can see. The three of them made a little secret garden somehwere in here. It's safe to assume that's where Emile was dragging one of his boyfriends.
Meanwhile Deceit stayed behind, watching the new trees that have been planted grow and listening to the stories of the old trees that have yet to be cut down to make took for something younger. Society always did Value youth, so Deceit did the noble thing and honored the elderly. Even if the elderly was a tree, Deceit would respect and nurture it. Now... where was his favorite Elm when he was a child?
"Dee! Over here!"
"Heyyyyyy gurl! Check this out!"
Deceit turned to his four o'clock to see his two boyfriend climbing the same nightly Elm that's Deceit would climb before in his childhood. Ah, there it is and there they were. It's s surprise that they didn't go to the secret garden. Perhaps that destination is next on their list? Who knew?
"What are you two doing up there?"
"Come on, Dee. Does it matter? Come up here with us. The view is greeeeeeeeeeeat~ Also if you don't Emile's going to hold his breath until you do like he did with me. The guilt trip is real, sis."
Deceit laughed. Of course Emile would do that. He knows he's adorable and can get his boyfriends to do what he wants easily. Emile giggled innocently, pretending like he doesn't do that. He does that. Deceit didn't mind. He shrugged and grabbed a branch he used to hoist himself up. He was a master at tree climbing. This very Elm was his jungle gym when he was naught but a little boy. Well... a little girl. It was before his transition. This Elm was with him through it all.
Deceit sat next to Emile. Who was proud to wear his blue wristband that told the world that he was a boy today. Emile held Deceit's hand and beamed a smile. Remy snickered, licking his sunglasses up and not having this anymore. For some reason everything became boring for him. He stood up on the branch and just jumoed down, landing like a frog on the ground. He stood up and looked at his boyfriends sitting in the tree. Oh? Did he have other plans? How fun.
"Hey boos, heading over to the garden now. Y'all have some fun K-I-S-S-I-N-G or whatever, I don't mind as long as ya make up for it later~"
Remy laughed, the seductive joke completely going over Emile's Head. R/Wooosh. Deceit chuckled and Remy began walking in the direction of their secret garden. Emile was about to jump down, but Deceit squeezed his hand. Oh no. He hardly gets time alone with Emile. It's not that he doesn't love quality time with all three and it's not thst he doesn't love Remy, it's that he wants to give some affection to Emile on his own. Let Emile know that Deceit loves him.
"I love you, Emile."
Deceit pressed a kiss on the bridge of Emile's nose, pushing his glasses up momentarily. Emile giggled again. His laugh is music in the trees. The colors of the wind. Sometimes you need two non-cis guys to just tell eachother that they love eachother. Then they go to the cis guy they're both dating. That's hella gay, and we all love it.
"Love you too Dee! We should probably go back to Remy now. To the Garden!"
Emile let go of Deceit's hand and was about to jump down like Remy did, but then he realized he was a twig. Remy went to the gym, he didn't. Emile just gently climbed down and got his two feet on the ground. Deceit paused, looking around before jumping down. He plucked a flower from the ground when he landed and placed it behind Emile's ear. It was a pure white flower, just like Emile's innocence. Really fitting!
Emile grabbed Deceit's hand again and dragged him through the trees of fire the path and through the wood until they found Remy munching on an apple. There's an apple tree, pear tree, orange tree, and a tomato plant. It's animal crossing in this little place, but yeah. Then you have all of Emile's flowers. They're basically his babies.
"Wow you're here quick. I honestly thought you two would be five feet into eachother's mouths back in that tree. Then again Emile's too cute for you to do that too without him asking for it~ Oh well..."
Remy jumped up from his resting position, a pile of leaves in the form of a bed. He walked up to Emile and Deceit, giving them both sticky kisses on the cheek. Again, he was minching in an apple prior to their arrival.
"Come on, snack time! Dig in, boys."
Remy gave both of them a piece of their fsvoeite fruit. Emile grinned at the pear, digging in. The exact opposite of what doctor who would do. Deceit chuckled and bit right into the tomato. Yeah he always was something of a bizarre kid. He eats tomatoes whole. He munched them like apples. Does anyone out there have a problem with that?
...Because Deceit would be very happy if people would think that was what was wrong with him rather than being a quote unquote "abomination" dating two other "abominations" because Emile was Genderfluid and Deceit himself was trans. Remy was a panromantic asexual, weird considering how many dirty jokes he makes. That's just how he was raised shining throug. Deceit stared at the golden brown grassy floor at his feet, letting the tomato juice drip down his chin. He was already halfway through. Those depressing thoughts of unacceptance always got to him, but he'd shake it off when-
"Hey, is everything okay Dee? Ya look a little pale sis."
"Dee! Come on smile! Happiness looks gorgeous on you!"
Deceit looked up and looked at his two boyfriends. He would never change these two out for the world. If people considered them as abominations and sinners, then so be it. Their opinions don't matter. What matters is themselves, their love, and who they knew they were. Deceit looked around and found a tall mighty oak that seemed to be the oldest tree around. Deceit let out a breath, calming himself down and letting himself be filled with bliss and love.
"Come on, loves, I want to tell a story."
Deceit turned and walked over to the tree, sitting down and feeling the bark of the tree on his back. Every tree has its story, and this was one that Deceit needed to learn. Or make up so he can entertain Emile and make Remy feel soft and mushy. Emile skipped over and plopped right down next to Deceit, his pear all gone, and Remy leaned against Deceit to his left. Deceit closed his eyes and thought of the perfect story.
"On a crisp autumn day this tree was born from the love of two men in a time where men in love was strictly forbidden. The fact that this tree lives on is proof that love is strong regardless of gender..."
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Love is love guys. Your love and identity Is Valid no matter who you are. Love yourselves guys and be proud of who you are <3
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~Eva
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