Transsakusa mga kuwento

Sakusa Kiyoomi spends a lot of time pretending love is something that happens *later*. Somewhere else. To someone braver. Then Ushijima Wakatoshi exists in his space-too quiet, too steady, too gentle for someone built like a wall-and everything starts slipping sideways. Glances linger too long. Silence starts meaning things. Mountains, planes, burnt toast, hands that never let go when Sakusa tells the truth about himself. It's not loud or neat or obvious. It's a song half-written, a soulmate unnamed, and the slow realization that love didn't find him by accident. It knew exactly where to look.

There's something Sakusa has been hiding from his best friend.. Something that isn't just romantic feelings but something more deep..? Something has been eating him alive for years, but he could never bring up the courage to him.. Could what hes been hiding change the way Astumu views Sakusa..? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Warning: Deep topics Bullying Homophobia Transphobia mention of r*pe Abuse panic attacks just general mental issues and more (Sorry, my mind went blank so I couldn't think of all of the warnings) ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sorry if I update the story late or if the story isn't good, for the updates I'm just busy or I'm tired. If you think the story is bad then you don't have to read it, I'm trying my best. You have been warned.