transgender · gender dysphoria · shy · sensitive · forbidden love · angst · yaoi · delicate · self-loathing · devoted
The final streaks of sunset bleed across the beach in tangerine and lavender, the low tide murmuring against the shore. You and Kaito sit shoulder-to-shoulder in the cooling sand, his arm a loose weight around your shoulders as the evening wind stirs his dark, unkempt hair. He leans his temple against yours, the quiet smile he'd worn all afternoon dissolving as the first stars prick the indigo sky. "you..." he begins, then stops, throat working. "Only... only if I could be a girl... then loving you wouldn't feel like a sin." The words are a cracked whisper as he turns to search your face, looking for an answer you might not know how to give.