A/n:requested by ch1s88 ^^ PLEASE BE AWARE that I am not a catholic so I don't know exactly how catholic churches work,I am christian orthodox so please excuse any mistakes.

WARNING:SENSITIVE TOPICS ARE BEING MENTIONED.I AM SORRY IF I SOMEHOW INSULTED THE TRANSGENDER PEOPLE,LET ME KNOW AND I WILL FIX IT.IF YOU DON'T BELIEVE IN GOD OR YOU BELIEVE SOMEWHERE ELSE OR DON'T BELIEVE IN GENERALLY,PLEASE BE AWARE THAT THIS ONESHOT IS FILLED WITH GOD AND CHURCHES.

Sunday.

The day you are going to church.

Because you want it,or because it is a tradition?

I would never know.

I was sitting quietly,hearing the choir was chanting in harmony.

I glanced next to me,seeing my parents were enjoying the chanting and smiling.

Then I looked on the other side next to me,seeing my friend.

His green eyes were focusing on the choir harmony,as his brown locks would gently brush against his face.

He felt my gaze and slightly turned his face towards me,looking at me with a smile.

I slightly blushed,smiling back.

He leaned closer to me,as his lips were next to my ear.

"Are you alright?You seem a little agitated?"

My fingers slightly gripped my dress,lowering my head.

I didn't want to be here.

I feel threatened.

I parted my lips to say something,but a hand on my shoulder made me look back at my parents.

"Honey,quiet,the speech will begin now."

Mother was strict,wanting always perfection.

Even if a baby hair was standing up,she would do anything to hide it before I leave the house.

As she said that,the choir ended,as a man in a black alb,the priest,walked on the stand.

"May another Sunday be blessed in this church."

The people repeated what he said,as I softly huffed.

He smiled at the crowd in front of him.

"This week,was rather interesting for the church."

He tapped his fingers on the stand with a sigh,rubbing the temples of his forehead.

"Two sinners approached this church and wanted to be connected.Like husband and wife.But,these two sinners were the same gender."

A few women gasped,as some males shook their heads in disgust.

I frowned.

"What's wrong with that."

"Honey,be quiet,the priest is talking."

I crossed my arms,slightly glaring the man on the stand.

"And what more obscure was this one sinner changed their nature!The nature that God Himself gave them!Who do you think they are that they can change the way their bodies look,change the gender and think that is okay?Adam didn't want one day to be Eve,neither Eve wanted suddenly to become Adam!"

Some people agreed,making my stomach twist.

"And they wanted to be connected?What about kids?They wouldn't be able to do any because of their foolish actions.Under my hand i will not allow any sinner like this get married!God will punish them when the time comes,but it would be too late for them to ask forgiveness!"

The crowd started clapping.

I wanted to storm out and leave.

I felt sick.

He was sick.

After some more talking,which I called shit talking,we were finally done with this nightmare.

We walked out of the church,seeing Jeremy was waving at me and pointing towards the park that was near the church.

I smiled,but my mother's hand pulled me back,feeling her hands were fixing my dress.

"You can't have Jeremy look at the wrinkles." She huffed,trying to fix the wrinkles of the dress.

"Mom,enough."I yanked the ugly dress away from her hands,as she slightly glared at me.

"Don't be late for lunch."

"Yeah yeah,whatever." I rolled my eyes,walking towards Jeremy and grabbing his hand,dragging him towards the park.

"Woah,(Y/N) you don't seem so well today.Did something happen?"

My face slightly dropped,letting my body sit on one of the swings.

"This is so stupid.He is so stupid!"

He sighed,taking a seat next to me on the swing.

"They can't see the world is so much different now.They judge everything new."

"I know (Y/N),but sometimes you have to swallow and ignore them."

My hands slightly wrapped around the chains of the swing,as my eyes focused on the black flat shoes I was wearing.

"Do you believe them Jeremy?"

He sighed.

"(Y/N) you know I do believe in God and-"

"I didn't ask you that!"

I interrupted him,as I looked over to him.

"Do you believe in his stupid words?"

"Don't call the priest stupid (Y/N)."

"No matter what he was,I wouldn't tolerate his stupid sayings."

His fingers gently brushed his brown hair,tapping his shoe against the ground.

"No,I don't believe entirely what he is saying."

I squinted my eyes,looking at him and trying to see if he was telling the truth.

"I mean,who cares about their gender,let them be happy."

A small smile built along my lips,tightening my grip on the swing chains.

"What if,they felt they were in a wrong body?"

I swallowed hard when I questioned him,feeling my dry throat.

Was i indirectly hinting at myself?

Probably.

"I don't know."

These words.

These words always made me question for either good or bad.

I shifted my gaze from him back to my feet,thinking what he could possibly feel about that topic.

We were both in silence.

I was slightly moving my body back and forth on the swing,making it slightly creak.

"You know."He broke the silence with a small stutter."You always look cute in dresses."

I looked over to him,seeing the small blush along his cheeks.

I slightly frowned.

"I hate dresses."

I looked down at the ugly fabric."It always made me feel i wasn't myself,that i was putting this on to please someone."

"Your mother?"

"My mother,my father,the church." I huffed."Waste of time."

"Being a little closer with God every Sunday is a waste of time?"

"My beliefs." I let my voice trail off,but then sighed."My beliefs are complicated."

He simply nodded,looking foward.

"The only good thing about this stupid Sunday meet up is getting to see you."

My cheeks were slightly red,looking over and seeing he was blushing too with a smile.

"I really enjoy your company too (Y/N).I always look forward every Sunday to see you."

My hand hesitantly reached for his,cupping it.

"I trust you Jeremy."

He looked down at our hands and then at me in the eyes with a small blush.

"I trust you to the point i know you won't judge me.Do you trust me Jeremy?"

His soft lips managed a small smile,holding my hand close.

"Of course I trust you (Y/N).You know I am always here and i will support every decision you make.Besides,your opinions on some topics aren't wrong,some conservative adults could never see it the way we do."

My heart fluttered,almost making me tear up.

"Thank you so much Jeremy."

He smiled and stood up.

"Let's go now,we don't want our parents to be all over us."

I softly chuckled and nodded,standing up.

We started walking towards my house,but as he was talking i couldn't help but just look at him.

Jeremy.

I really hope you meant what you said.

~~

The swings.

The swings were always our spot.

"Promise me that every Sunday we will meet up at the swings?"

The little version of myself asked the younger version of Jeremy who nodded.

"I promise on those swings that we will be here every Sunday!"

"Yay!" I hugged him tightly,making him giggle as our parents at the back awed.

You were my first friend.

Never once you broke your promise.

Another Sunday.

Another church day.

I was sitting at the swings,looking down at my hands as I slowly swung my body back and forth.

The church ended,as people started walking out.

Jeremy was looking around,but his eyes stopped when he saw me.

He smiled,rushing towards the park.

"Hey,I didn't see you inside and got worried.Nice haircut by the way!"

I noticed his feet stopped right in front of me.

My hand brushed at the buzz cut i has given myself,managing a small smile.

He lowered himself on the ground to catch my gaze,but he gasped.

"(Y/N)!What happened to your cheek!"

His gentle fingertips brushed against my red cheek,as my eyes started building up tears.

"It is nothing."My voice cracked,not making it believable enough.

"Not those lies to me (Y/N),tell me what happened."

His hands carefully turned my gaze towards him,as we looked into each other's eyes.

I lowered my head.

"It was my mother."

"She hit you?Why?"

My hand slowly traced my head,and he tilted his head confused.

"Because you shaved your hair?I find the style really cute on you to be honest!"

He smiled sweetly,making my heart slightly jump inside my chest.

"Well,she didn't have that opinion."

I slightly gripped my dress,since I was forced to come anyway,but mother said to stay outside.

"She said that I was a disgrace because i look like a male."

"A lot of girls have boy cuts."

"But i didn't do it because I wanted to change my hair Jeremy."

I looked away,as he tried to look at me in the eyes.

"(Y/N),talk to me."

I looked at him,feeling the tears were about to spill out of my eyes.

I opened my mouth,but her presence made me gasp.

"(Y/N)."

I swallowed hard.

"Yes mother?"

I softly stuttered,making Jeremy to look back as he stood up.

"Oh,hello Miss (L/N)!Having a good day?"

He gently smiled,rubbing the back of his neck.

But her stern face said otherwise.

She walked towards me,grabbing my wrist and yanking me off the swing.

"Don't talk to her Jeremy."

"Mother!"

The back of her hand made contact with my cheek,making me let out a small yelp.

"Miss (L/N)!No need to hit her,she did nothing wrong!"

"Jeremiah,don't step into family business."

She simply gave him a small smile as she walked away,dragging me by my wrist.

I looked back at Jeremy with teary eyes,as he was standing by the swings.

"You stupid girl!I told you not to let anyone see the mistake you made!"

"You are horrible!Why don't you understand that this is not who I am!"

She looked back at me,her eyes were sharp as the grip on my hand tightened,making me hiss.

"Don't talk back to me young lady.You will be in so much trouble when we get home."

She huffed.

"I knew you would create trouble the moment I saw you wearing your father's clothes.Changing yourself as if you are God Himself!For Christ's sake!"

She pushed me foward,feeling my body hitting the car as I softly whimpered.

"Get inside!And don't you dare talk back to me again or else I will have you live on the roads like those stray dogs!"

The sound of her high heels went on the other side and opened the car door.

My shaky hand reached for the car handle,opening the door as my eyes were blurry from my tears.

~~

Another Sunday.

Another sitting at the swings.

This time,I was wearing pants.

This time,i had a backpack.

This time,was the last time.

The church ended,hearing the people were walking out and talking.

I fixed the hat on my head,looking around and trying to find a pair of green eyes.

I saw him approaching,but he didn't wear a smile on his face.

The hat covered some of my face and lowered my head.

"Excuse me,i am waiting for a friend here,is it okay if she comes to sit on this swing?"

I smiled under the hat,closing my eyes with a sigh.

"Sure,but it will take a while for her to come."

From the corner of my eye i noticed him tilting his head,raising an eyebrow.

I took the hat off my head,looking up at him as he gasped.

"(Y/N)!I am sorry,I didn't recognize you at first.It is my first time seeing you in baggy clothes and all."

He nervously laughed,rubbing his wrist.

He sat next to me on the swing,as he kept looking at me.

He softly blushed,looking away.

"Sorry,i know it is rude to stare."

"Don't worry,you won't have to stare at me for too long."

He slightly flinched,looking back at me.

"What do you mean!"

I lifted up the backpack,and he widened his eyes.

"I am leaving Jeremy.I am leaving from my house and this cursed little town.I have had enough trying to hide all those years."

His expression softened,and I exhaled deeply,looking up at the sky.

"This is the true me.How i feel inside and how I want to look on the outside."

He was silent,which made me to turn and look at him.

His head was lowered,as his brown locks were covering his green eyes.

"I am sorry."

He softly mumbled,but I heard him.

But then I saw tears.

Tears were rolling down his rosy cheeks.

"Jeremy,why are you-"

"I have been such a horrible friend.I didn't even see you suffering because you felt you were born in the wrong body.And i was here,with the cross necklace around my neck,making you feel threatened,calling you with the wrong names and pronouns."

My (colour) eyes went wide,feeling a stinging sensation in my heart.

My hand rested on his shoulder,and he turned around as i saw the tears in his green eyes.

"Jeremy,you were nothing but supportive to me.And the fact you think like this about my feelings makes my heart so happy."

He softly smiled with the tears stained his cheeks.

I cupped his cheeks,wiping his tears away as he sniffled.

"Everyone has different beliefs,but what we need to know is that you need to accept the other person and also respect them,no matter what."

His hands cupped my hands,as his forehead pressed against mine.

"(Y/N),promise me you will take care of yourself wherever you go.I want you to feel happy and live freely,but promise me you will be alright."

I cracked a small smile,feeling the tears were building up in my eyes.

"I promise on those swings that I will be careful,live happily and also come back and see you again.I will never forget you Jeremy."

He looked into my eyes,slightly pecking his nose to mine.

I stood up,grabbing the backpack and getting it on my back,as he looked at me with a smile.

His fingers lightly brushed against mine,gently holding my hands and taking me by surprise.

"I know you never got to hear this,but (Y/N),I am so proud of you."

I gasped,feeling finally the tears were escaping from my eyes.

For a moment,i wanted to imagine my mother and father saying this.

But I knew,I would never hear those words from them.

I covered my eyes,hiding my tears as he brought me close to an embrace.

I hugged him tightly,nuzzling against the crook of his neck.

I pulled away,wiping the tears with a soft chuckle,as his hands placed the hat carefully on my head.

"There,ready to go.Wear that smile and be yourself with pride.Don't let anyone change you.You are the one controlling yourself."

I smiled widely,noticing his necklace cross was tacked inside his white button up shirt.

My fingers gently took it off his hiding spot,making him gasp.

He was about to stop me,but I let the small wooden cross rest on top of his shirt.

"And you keep being yourself.Don't change your beliefs,but continue being accepting and respecting."

He exhaled with a smile,nodding.

"When you come back,I promise I will change things for the better."

"I trust you Jeremy for that."

He softly chuckled as I ruffled his soft hair.

We exchanged one last embrace.

It was a long and tight one,making sure to get full of each other.

I was walking down the sidewalk,knowing it would take me out of the town if i kept walking.

I turned back for a moment,seeing his figure was watching me walk away.

I smiled and waved at him,and he waved back.

Even from far away,I could see him smiling.