When I saw Him I Knew

Learning About Each Others Past

Then it was just me and Justin. "So," Justin said awkwardly. "You... want to... uh... go sit on the couch?" he asked. "Sure," I said getting up. We sat down on the couch and I rested my head on his belly. "This okay?" I asked. He nodded. "Thanks, you're so comfy to lay on," I said. "i try my best," he said, laughing a bit. "It's just that, you're so soft," I said as I started to rub his belly. "That feels really good," he said smiling. "So Justin, tell me what your life is like, I want to know more about you," I said. "Well, you already know that my name is Justin, and i'm 22," he said. "So, what kind of other stuff do you want to know about me? I don't really know where to start," he said. "Well, tell me about your family, your friends, your school, past relationships, hobbies, just for starters," I said. "Sounds easy enough, Alright so my family. My mom's name is Jackie and my dad's name is Shepard. Mom is 47 and Dad is 52. They are really sweet and Mom makes the best Cinnabons," he said, giving a chef kiss. "I don't really have any friends other than Sabrina, and I guess this will lead into school. We met on the first day of kindergarten. She ran up to me and said "Hi my name is Sabrina! What's yours?" he said, giving his best Sabrina impression. "I told her that my name was Justin," he said as he started to rub my head. "We became fast friends and we've stuck together ever since, went to the same high school, and the same college. We hung out in each other's dorms after class and just chilled. Then after college we actually got an apartment room right next to each other, like the luck of that happening is insane," he said smiling. "And I havent really had any past relationships, this is really my first one, and I don't really have that many hobbies other than playing guitar," he said letting out a sigh. "Well, I hope that I'll be a good first boyfriend to you," I said. "Aren't you dating Tom?" he asked confused. "Im married to him first off, but he actually encourages me to go and date other people, he doesn't want me to feel like i'm being locked with him my whole life," I said. "That makes sense, and wait, you said my first boyfriend, you want to date someone like me?" he asked, kind of excited. "Of course I do, you seem like a nice guy, and I would love to take you out to a movie when the blizzard is over, if you want to," I said looking at him. "I would love that," he said kissing me. And I kissed him back. When we detached from each other he said; "So, same questions to you." "Well, family there isn't much to tell, my mom died giving birth to me and my dad is a nice guy but he was murdered when i was eighteen. My only friend is Mika, who I've known pretty much my whole life. She's alot but you get used to her pretty easily. I wasn't really popular at my school, the only person that talked to me was Mika. Everyone finds timber wolves, 'intimidating' and 'not good to be around'," I said with air quotes. "On the first day of school it was already so bad with those kinds of stereotypes stapled on your head, but what was worse is that all the kids came in holding their mom's hand while I came in holding my dads. All the kids asked me; 'where's your mom?' I just told them that she died giving birth to me. They all just backed away slowly. They called me a murder, a waste of space, told me it should have been me instead of her. The teacher put me outside all day long because she said that she didn't want her students to be influenced by my 'troubled mind'." I struggled to say as I began crying. "I would always come home with cuts and bruises and my dad wrote the school about how I was being treated, but they didnt do anything. They said it 'built character'. No you fuckers, all it built was anxiety, depression, and crippling paranoia. I always thought that people were looking at me, talking about me, and it just drove me insane," I said looking at him. That's when I realized that he was listening to me. He gave me a look to tell me to keep going, so I did. "These sorts of feelings lasted until junior high, that's when I met Mika and started to get my life on track. Until, that night at the fair," I said, getting up and getting my velvet sack. "This... this was his," I choked out trying to hold back the tears. I offered it to him and he gently took it. He slid the katana sheath out of the velvet casing. "He was a swordsman?" he asked. I nodded. "So that's what that scar on your back is," he said slowly putting the kitana back in the velvet casing. I nodded again sitting on the couch again. Justin reached out for me and I cuddled up next to him as he wrapped his soft, furry arms around me. "Well, I'll show you mine then," he said, letting go of me and turning around. "Holy fuck, what happened?" I said concerned as I touched the jagged claw marks on his back. "Basically, I got into a fight with a bear beastman after he thought i was trying to take his girlfriend away from him even though i was her designated math tutor. We got into a fight and that happened," he said pointing to his back. "I'm going to kill whoever did this to you," I said sternly. "You don't have to, it's fine," he said, turning back around so he could face me. "I still want to tho," I said. I saw him smile a bit. "That's sweet of you to say," he said reaching out for me. I cuddled up next to him as he wrapped his big furry arms around me.