Ten ran home crying again, not only tears falling down his face but also blood. As soon as he got home he locked the door and fell to his knees. His close friend Taeyong rushed downstairs to him, soon comforting him.

"They did this to you again?!" Taeyong asked furiously.

"Y-yes," Ten choked out.

"Ten, don't listen to them."

"B-but what if they are right?! What if being gay is a tragedy, what if I am a monster, what if I am a disgrace, what if I am disgusting, what if-" Taeyong cut him off with a kiss, pouring out his emotions. He hated seeing Ten hurt being physically or mentally, maybe it was because he cared about him, but it was way more than that.

He pulled away from Ten, who had red cheeks and not because of the blood, he was blushing.

"Ten, it doesn't matter what others say, I love you and I think you are perfect."

"T-Tae...I love you too..but you don't feel the same way as me, I LOVE you, like I want you to be mine.."

"And who said I didn't want you to be mine?"

Ten looked up at the other shocked,

"Really?"

"Of course, I really do love you Ten, everything about you is breathtaking, do you know how much I want to kill those jerks for hurting you? I want to punch their faces in, Ten you mean the world to me. Wether we are accepted or not, that doesn't change the way I feel about you. I love you."

Ten began to cry again as he jumped on Taeyong and kissed him.

"So does mean that we are together?" Taeyong asked grinning.

"Yes, yes it does, babe!"

"Oooh 'babe', I like it!"

And they began to kiss some more, making amazing memories that night that they would later look back on and smile at.