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Trunks looked over at his teacher in awe. He had done it. He had beaten the androids. And even though Trunks wasn’t strong enough to even stand a chance, he did help out wherever he could. Living in fear of the next android attack was finally over. It was a big sigh of relief for the most part. However, Trunks was on top of a broken down building, nawing aat his bottom lip. His palms were sweaty and his heart felt like it was going to explode. He decided that today would be the day where he’d quit being a little baby and tell his sensei the truth. He was going to tell Gohan how he felt about him. But of course he was scared. He’s a strong, brave, smart man… Trunks only saw himself as a weak little cry baby. He was certain that’s how Gohan felt about him sometimes too. He’d always lie though and say, ‘Trunks, you’re so strong. Stronger than you think.’ At least that’s what Trunks had engraved in his mind.

“Trunks? Hey kiddo, you okay? You’re zoning out.” He heard Gohan’s deep voice from behind him. Trunks sighed and felt his heart sink when Gohan called him kiddo. He hated that word. He hated the word more than fucking anything. It was just a slap in the face. Another realization that there’s proabbly no chance in hell that Gohan would ever like him in more than just a student and friend. “Trunks?”

“Um. Yeah. I’m uhh I’m fine Gohan.” Trunks turned around and nearly fell backwards when he noticed how close Gohan was standing. “I have a confession to make. B-but I I c-cant tell you. I know you’re g-gonna h-h-hate me.”

“Hate you? I could never hate you Trunks. You’re like my little brother.” He smiled, messing up Trunks’ hair with his hand. The younger boy smacked his hand away.

“THAT’S WHY I CAN’T TELL YOU! You see me as your little brother…and nothing more.”

“Wait..what? What’re you getting at?”

“NOTHING! Forget I said anything. I gotta go!” The boy yelled, flying away as fast as he could. But of course Gohan is a lot faster than he. He was yanked backwards after a strong hand grabbed onto his wrist. “Let me go! This isn’t fair!” The teen’s voice cracked as tears began to stream down his cheeks. This wasn’t how it was supposed to end up. He didn’t think it’d be this hard. He had figured he’d get confess his undying love, get rejected, then they’d pretend he never said anything.

“Calm down! You can tell me.”

“You’re the one person I can’t tell Gohan. You’re gonna get creeped out and laugh at me. I’ll end up losing you.”

Gohan wiped away the boy’s tears, worried about what he had to confess to him. It couldn’t be as bad as he’s making it out to seem. “I promise. No matter what it is I won’t yell at you or laugh at you. You’re certainly not gonna lose me either. Trust me.” He said in a stern voice as he brought the boy into a hug.

“Iloveyouasmorethanafriend.I’msorryGohan.” The teen blurted out.

The man opened his mouth to ask the boy to repeat himself, but was interupted by a pair of lips on his own. The boy clung to him and gave him a sloppy rough kiss. Obviously his first kiss ever as well. But Gohan couldn’t kiss back. He still was trying to register what was even going on. Trunks looked mortified when he finally pried himself away from his sensei.

“What was that Trunks?” He asked a little too calmly for Trunks’ liking.

“I don’t know what came over me. I’m so sorry. I won’t ever do it again. Promise.”

The older man cupped the boy’s face with his hands and closed his eyes. Trunks tried to pull away in fear of what Gohan was gonna do, but the man held him in place. “How about we forget about the kiss you just gave me, and we’ll start fresh.”Gohan’s words made Trunks’ heart jump in shock. “Just follow my lead.” He said, before he started kissing the teen. It was a soft and slow kiss, that made Trunks go limp in Gohan’s arms. He grabbed the boy’s arms and put them around his neck,before wrapping his arms around the smaller frame. Trunks moaned against Gohan’s lips as the man squeezed his butt. That was enough. He was getting carried away, so he pulled away from the lavendar haired boy.

Gohan smiled at the boy in front of him and gave him a quick peck, before scooping him up in his arms and blasting towards Capsule Corp. The fourteen year old still looked confused. But wasn’t it obvious what that kiss meant? “You’re not the only one with confessions Trunks.”