(***Yuki Pov, also, is not canon. It can fit wherever you wish in the timeline)
February 14th, 1998, 3:06 AM.
Yukio Charles Meiyo was born a chubby 15 pounder.
Yep, that's me. You might be wondering how I ended up in this situation.
Well, let's start from the start.
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It was 6 am. I had school because I kind of have to go to school if I want a medical career. So I got up, brushed my teeth, changed my clothes, and then got attacked by my boyfriend.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAPPY VALENTINES DAY I LOVE YOUUUUUUU!!!!!" The second I exited our room he hugged me so tight I lost all feeling in my nose.
"Get off me ya big goof!" I push him away, the whole kitchen smells like c h o c o l a t e.
"Sit, sit, pancakes are almost done! Oh, and your early present is on the table."
I sit at the breakfast table where a pink-and-purple striped bag with rainbow tissue paper awaits me. I dump it onto the table, which makes Yang scream.
"Um, it's fragile!!"
Inside are a small box and a hand-made card with some flowers on it. I open the card first.
To my darling Yuki--
Happy 22nd, my love. It seems like only yesterday we met, that I kissed you for the first time.
You have touched my heart in ways you don't even realize, supported me more than anyone ever did.
I've seen your trials and tribulations, your prosperity, your woe. Your highs and your lows are both such experiences to go through with you.
I hope we stay together through whatever else may happen
Thank you for giving me my wings
-YK
"Awwwwwww," is the first thing I say, "You're so sweet!"
He laughs, smiles as he sets a steaming heap of pancakes in front of me, "Open the box!"
I do as he says, gasping. It's a pretty silver pendant in the shape of a bird with amethysts set in the wings, "Oh Yang, it's gorgeous! How did you--"
He shushes me, swallows a bite of yummy melty pancake, "Money is not an issue, my love. Fret not. Want me to help you put it on?"
I nod eagerly, he comes over and helps clasp it around my neck. I touch it, the silver is cool to the touch, "I love it so much..."
He bends down, gives me a soft kiss, "I'm glad you do."
The alarm on my phone buzzed furiously, it's 6:30. School time.
I grab my backpack, kiss Yang one more time, "See you after school!"
He waves goodbye, making my heart warm.
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"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" Julie, one of my med school friends, pulls me into a tight hug, "Wow, you're gonna graduate this year!"
I scoff, push her away playfully, "After that is another four years in actual nursing school, this is just my undergraduate."
David, who's studying to be a neurosurgeon (the tryhard), takes a sip of his bubble tea smugly, "Maybe you'll end up working for me."
"Will not!"
"Will too!"
Lyssa puts her hands out, "Boys, quit it. Let's give Yuki his presents!"
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Romance21-year old Yukio Meiyo and 27-year old Yang Kawashima go through the ups and down of gay romance. also death. Cover art by meeee <3 Luv u