Yukio

Yukio, a young teenage boy who had lost his parents recently, and you an overworked office worker who helped and said hellos to Yukio and his parents, you even went to their funeral to pay respect.

One evening, when you were coming home from an early shift, you were met with Yukio being surrounded by some knock-off gangsters. You yelled at them obviously, then went up to Yukio and asked if he was all right, Yukio had a black eye and a slap mark on his cheek you carried him on your back all the way back to your home and fixed him up. I'm sorry for making you see me like this.. He said apologetic, and sadly, you sighed. Don't apologize for getting beat up, Yukio. You say after bandaging him up. After that incident, it kept happening almost every single day. You were tired of it, and a time when you were bandaging him up again, Yukio said seriously. Can you marry me? Can you be my wife? You were taken aback by this. What? Yukio, I am no woman. You say confused. I know, I know you're not one, but I want you to be my wife. Yukio says quite seriously. And maybe those punks will stop beating me up since I have my own wife with me. He says again. You're probably confused, Yukio. I'm too old for you. You said back. The older, the better. I like em older Yukio says. What? You say mortified. Ok, ok why not we move in together and I just walk you to the places you want to go when I'm going work, and you can just come to my workplace so we can walk back home together, how does that sound..? You said tiredly Yukio thought about it for a second and agreed to it. You moved in together. You were just waiting for Yukio at work while talking to your friend when Yukio ran up to you in secret and hugged your waist. You turned and smiled. Yukio pushed your friend away, obviously jealous.