a kiss to the lips because his voice is perfect.
"mmm, y/n," he hummed in my ear, his eyes barely open.
"yes, my love?" i whispered, holding my sleepy boyfriend.
"i love you~" he sleepily whispered.
"i love you too~," whispering back, i rubbed his back as he laid against my chest. i felt a bump. moving the sheets, i saw he still had his binder on. "baby, will you take your binder off? it isn't good for you to sleep it in."
he immediately woke up, tense. he turned so he was facing away and took his binder off, unclipping it and setting it on the dresser next to the bed. satori climbed back in bed, holding his chest
"baby, there isn't anything to be ashamed of. i love your body, i know it's tough for you right now and you're really dysphoric. i know, satori, i can tell by the look in your eyes. i appreciate your body, it's truly beautiful. you're a work of art," i pushed his bangs out of his face gently.
"i know.. but still. this isn't the body i want. i can't act like it's fine when it isn't," he looked away from me.
"your body will change. it's changeable, my love. one day, i'll walk you into the clinic and we'll get your surgery done. i'll hope your hand and take you home and give you as much chocolate ice cream you could ever want because you did so well and you're going to be happy with your body. it'll be amazing, satori, please have hope."
"i do, i just feel bad about the way i look. and these are still here which is really annoying," he poked his chest.
"your body is so gorgeous, miracle. it's perfectly okay to have a larger chest than other boys, there's nothing wrong with that. i accept and love you for who you are," i gave a gentle kiss to his forehead.
"stop it, y/n, i'm going to cry!" he whined, gently punching my arm.
"you can cry, miracle, cry it all out because i'll be right here to hold you and tell you that's it's alright." i gave his hand a kiss, satori starting to cry. he sat in my lap, crying into my shoulder. it hurt to see my lover this way..
"y/n.." he hiccuped, crying and holding onto my neck for support. rubbing his back in slow movements, i held him tight.
"i know, bubs, i know.." my red head miracle continued to cry for about an hour, eventually exhausting himself and falling asleep. pulling the blankets over us, i gave him cheek kisses. i softly rocked him, kissing his pale cheeks gently.
the thick tears on his cheeks glistening in the faint light, his eyes sparkling rubies. his pale lips were slightly parted, plump and soft. his shining eyes trailed down from my eyes to my lips, us having shared thoughts.
caught in the moment, i gently pulled my red head lover into my arms. and with a spark of confidence, i kissed him as gently as i could. he accepted my passion, kissing me as well. it wasn't hot and steamy, it was slow and full of meaning.
he pulled away slightly, gasping as he pushed himself into the kiss once more. satori let out little gasps as we kissed, his once pale cheeks turning a faint red.
"satori.." i quietly mumbled, "i love you, satori."
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"i love you more, y/n," a wide smile laid on his face, suddenly leaping and hugging me tight. "so much..." i heard him whisper.
