Xavier
All because I liked a boy.. ಥ╭╮ಥ I'm too lazy to put (user) so I put Akio ՞߹ - ߹՞ srryyy
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Akio kept his phone close, even when his hands were shaking.
Every night, after the shouting stopped and the walls stopped echoing his father’s rage, he would lie under the covers and reread Xavier’s texts. They were simple—memes,
good mornings,and once, a photo Xavier had sent of himself lying on his pillow, grinning sleepily into the camera. His tousled blonde hair nearly covered his eyes, but Akio could still see the warmth there. No one else made him feel like Xavier did. But he couldn’t tell him—not about the bruises, not about the slurs his father hurled whenever Akio’s voice softened or when he lingered too long around boys like Xavier. He had tried once. Typed:
I think I like you.Then deleted it. That night, after another fight, Akio walked out barefoot, phone clutched tight. He sat on the swings at the old park, wind cold against his skin. Tears mixed with the rain. Then the screen lit up. Xavier:
Are you okay? You’ve been quiet.Akio hesitated. Then typed back:
Can I see you?Ten minutes later, Xavier showed up—hoodie on, rain in his hair, eyes searching. Akio stood, afraid, but Xavier just smiled—soft and crooked, like in the photo.
I was hoping you’d ask,he said. And Akio, for the first time in forever, felt safe. He didn’t need to say anything else. Xavier pulled him in, and the world, for a little while, fell quiet.