Cliché

22: Yang

"Yuuuukiii!! Yaaaannggg!!! Breakfast!!!" Moon cries from the kitchen, unfortunately, these walls aren't soundproof.

I shake Yuki awake, "Dude. Get your clothes on, your mom called for breakfast."

His eyelids flutter, but he snuggles up even closer to me, "W-Why is your body so... warm..."

I sigh, push him away like a mother bear sending her cub out into the wild, "Yuki. Get up. Now."

He complies, but takes the blanket with him as he rummages through his (pink) dressers. I figure perhaps I too should get dressed.

"Does this look okay?" Yuki asks me as I'm sliding on a lavender sweater, he's wearing a sweet lolita-looking dress (pink, of course) with a bow across the chest strawberries printed on it, he's also in the middle of pulling on white knee-high socks.

I blush, "U-Uh... Yeah!! But your parents..."

He scoffs, walks over and kisses my cheek, "They know. I wore a dress to prom and the seventh-grade dance."

"Yet they didn't know you were gay?" I laugh.

Yuki shakes his head, smiles, "They thought I was trans."

"Actually?"

"Yeah. Rayvn came out the year before so..."

"Wow."

"Yeah."

We head out to the kitchen, a woman I've never seen with magical-looking space hair and extremely bright green eyes wearing a... tube top(?) in winter is sitting at the breakfast table, chatting with Moon and drinking tea. They both stop when they see Yuki and I.

"Is... Is this-" The space haired woman starts, her voice is thick and filled with remnants of a cockney accent.

Moon nods, "This is the boyfriend."

I look at Yuki, who sighs, "Yang, this is Rayvns mom, Nebula. Nebula, this is my boyfriend, Yang."

Nebula smiles at me, "Do you know my son? I think I saw you at the wedding..."

I nod, follow Yuki as he sits down at the table and nabs a piece of toast, "Rayvn, right? Yeah, we're friends. He's a good kid."

"That's great to hear. He wasn't keen on making friends when he was younger," She sighs, peers longingly into her teacup, "I... I hope he's doing okay."

I smile, or, try to smile, "He's doing great!"

Nebula puts her teacup down and stands up, "Well, thank you....?"

"Yang." I say.

"Yang. Yes. Thank you. Yuki's very lucky to have you," She winks at him which makes him blush, "Moon, thank you for the Jasmine. But I'm sure poor Wils is running around in panic so..."

"Oh Neb, of course. Tell Wils I said hello!" Moon waves goodbye as Nebula leaves, proceeding to serve us breakfast.

I take a bite of the dry toast, watch Yuki fiddle with his engagement ring. Damn it, I really wanna kiss him right now. Hard. He looks good, smells good, is good.

Under the table, I trace my fingers over his exposed thigh, make him shudder in delight. When Moon leaves to refill the coffee pot, he texts me something from under the table.

Yu: i want u

Me: me too, not now though.

Yu: just say u need to go to the bathroom and i'll say i have to use the bathroom too.