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Tuesday, December 24th, 2019
When Ochaco was growing up he always imagined himself a beautiful woman with a wonderful husband. He'd have long hair, the husband short. He'd be a cis woman, the husband a cis man. Etc.
That didn't happen.
Fourteen years later, Ochaco was the husband, rather boyfriend, with short hair. Though he wasn't cis. The role of 'long-haired wife(girlfriend)' going to his girlfriend, Tsuyu, or Tsu. She also wasn't cis. So, most of the fantasy didn't come true, but Ochaco didn't mind. He liked his life.
He especially liked it right now. Walking the outskirts of the town he grew up in, hand-in-hand with Tsu. For even just a short period of time he didn't have to worry about anything. He didn't have to think of anything. He didn't have that weird miss-matched feeling he got when he thought about gender.
He was just a nineteen year old boy taking a romantic walk with his girlfriend, in the snow. Ochaco's favorite part was pretending it would never end. That he would always feel this comfortable and confident and whole.
Tomorrow was Christmas. The first without his parents. They weren't very accepting when he told them about his gender, or his girlfriend. Instead they would be spending the day with Tsu's family. Ochaco was excited, he loved his girlfriend's parents and siblings, but....It wasn't the same.
He wanted to spend the holidays with his parents! At least for a day, not even necessarily Christmas. But, that would never happen again, and he needed to accept it.
But, that's not what Ochaco was thinking about right now. Because tomorrow didn't exist, the past didn't exist, five minutes from now didn't exist. All that mattered, all that existed, was the exact second he was in.
He was a nineteen year old boy taking a romantic walk with his girlfriend. And that's all he wanted to be. And, right now, that's all he was.
Just two nineteen year olds, a boy and a girl, walking in the snow. Exactly what he had imagined growing up, but....But, better.