[REQUESTED]

Zane smiled at the memories of how he met Travis, his 10th year being together with his husband.

[TEN YEARS AGO]

Zane sighed as he walked into his school. He's always being stared at because of his beautiful face and body. Every girl wanted to be like him and every boy wanted him to be theirs. But there was already someone Zane liked. It was one of the most popular boys. His name is Travis and he is the top most popular boy in the world. He is a model and his father is the president of our world and the underground world. No wondering how he got super popular.  Zane didn't really care about that right now. He got to his locker which was next to the top three popular boys in school. Zane ignored them and put his combination in, opening his locker just to get it shut. "Well, if it isn't Mr. Beauty Queen!" Gene, the third most popular boy here, shouted, making attention on the four of us. "Gene, leave my baby brother alone. He doesn't need your attitude.." Garroth, the second most popular boy here, told him off. "Boys, boys. Chillax, we all know that Zane wouldn't need to do anything, but suck some dicks for money." Travis... the world's most popular boy here, chuckled, glaring at me. I gulped down my spit as people around us laughed at me. "Slut! Emo kid! Bitch! Whore! Hoe! GO JUMP OFF A DAMN ROOF!" That last comment was uncalled for. The crowd stood silent as I, too stood there, but paralyzed. "HEY! WHO THE FUCK SAID THAT!?" Garroth yelled at the crowd, looking for the person who told me to die. I sobbed, covering my face with my sleeves, slowly slipping down to the floor. "Baby brother, get up. We're leaving." Garroth called out, reaching out for my hand. I took his hand and he took me out of the school. I sobbed along the way back home, people staring at me and Garroth, people whispering about us, people.... disgusted of me. I didn't tell Garroth this, but I'm gonna be passing away due to a certain curable, but expensive surgical disease. The world would be a better place without me here.

- A week later + Travis POV -

It's been a week ago since Zane was last seen by the entire school. Everyone thought that he actually killed himself and felt really guilty. Some even cried for Zane's disappearance. "Guys, calm down.. Z-Zane's not feeling well, so he's gonna be staying home for the rest of the month... I need someone to bring him notes and his homework to our ho-" "I'll do it, Garroth.." I volunteered, smiling at my buddy. "Thanks, Trisha.." He called me in my nickname. It triggered me a bit. "I'm not Trisha! I'm trash! Trashvis!" I said, striking a pose. A few people laughed, some faked a laugh, some even faked a smile to try and fool us that they're not sad and worried about Zane being sick. It felt long, but the school day finally ended. I went through all of mine and Zane's classes and got the notes and homework to bring to him. He's really a huge nerd, if he has all A's in his report card. I carried the papers in my bag as Garroth dropped me off at his parents' house. I knocked and a young brown haired girl opened it. "Mama! An old man's here!" She shouted. There were creaks before a tall, but young looking, black haired woman showed up at the door. "I'm so sorry about Valentine's behavior.. She must've gotten the attitude and language from her father.. Anyways, what is it that you want, young one?" She said, smiling. "Well, I'm here to give Zane the notes and homeworks for our classes.." I told her. She nodded her head and let me in. Inside, I saw Vylad, Garroth's other younger brother, Valentine, the girl from earlier, and a blond haired male with a beard. He must be the father and husband of this household. Vylad noticed my presence and showed me towards Zane's room. I opened it and saw many posters of ponies and figurines of them as well. I smiled at how cute he is of a hardcore pony fan. "Zane?" I called out for him. No answers or sounds. "Zane!?" I called out once more, but this time, I heard sounds in his bathroom. I checked and saw Zane vomiting hundreds of flower petals in a bag. I dropped my bag, making a thud, which caught his attention. "Z-Zane?" I stuttered, stepping closer towards him. "St-Stay away from me!" He feared, crowding back to a small corner. I frowned and stepped closer to him, helping him out. "This is the Hanamaki disease, isn't it?" I asked, looking straight at Zane's crystal, clear, pale eyes. He looked away from me, still fearing for his life. I sighed again. This time, I let go of his arms. "Zane. You need to confess or forget about the person you love or you'll be dying.. and the school has changed ever since you haven't gone to school for a week.." I said, smiling a bit. Zane looked up at me and nodded. I left his homework and notes on the drawer before leaving. The next day, Zane was back in school, followed by his older brother, who was guarding him from everyone who seemed like a threat. Cough, Gene, cough. As Zane was getting closer to me, he lifted his mask down and smiled at me. Oh, how I loved that cute freckled smile. He gripped my face and planted his soft, pink lips onto my cold, chapped ones. It lasted for a minute before we separated for air. He held my hand and it caused me to squeeze his. He smiled up at me even more, giving me this warm feeling in my chest. I kissed his cheek before caressing it. Every since Zane kissed me, his Hanamaki Disease went away. So, I was the one he loved, huh? That's surprising. I thought no one would like me. Heh. I'm just a popular pervert who fell in love with a beautiful emo boy and I loved every second of it.

[PRESENT]

"Mama! Junior isn't playing fair!" His four year old transgender daughter, James shouted from upstairs, sobbing and sniffles could be heard. Junior, the oldest sibling, started to comfort his younger sister. For a kid, Junior got used to James acting sometimes like a boy. Despite her having dresses and girl outfits in her closet and her acting like a boy didn't mix at all, but who were they to judge? As they were watching SpongeBob, the door could be heard being opened. "I'm home!~" Travis exclaimed happily, taking his shoes off and embracing his daughter and son into a hug. He hugged them for a minute before letting them go and went to Zane, kissing his forehead. "How are things with your pregnancy?" Zane blushed a bit and curled his shoulder-lengthed hair. "The doctor said that we'll be having twins. We don't know the genders yet." He said, smiling up at Travis, his blind eye shining due to the light in the living room. Travis squealed and cuddled with Zane on the couch. "I can't wait for our family to grow more and more!" He said, hugging his two month pregnant wife, Zane who giggled in response. "Junior. James, go and help Daddy make lunch. I'm sure that my two kids can help around the house like big kids, right?" Zane asked his two kids, whom being distracted by SpongeBob singing the Camp Fire song, looked at Zane and bobbed their heads at him. "Yes, mama!" They said in unison and helped Travis make lunch after he was done changing. Zane smiled and rubbed his stomach. "This is what I hoped my future would be like, and it turned out wonderfully.." He whispered, tearing up and rubbing his stomach with joy and happiness in his eyes.

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