asdfghjkl thanks I’m glad you liked it I wrote it in like 1 minute tbh bUT anyway thanks for the angst because that shit is my jam ok
“What do you mean, we can’t tell anyone?”
“Haruhi, I’m ecstatic that you like me back, really I am, but it’s a little different for you, okay? No one cares that you like girls - hell, your dad is bi, isn’t he?”
“Well, yeah, but I don’t see what that has to do with anything.”
You sigh. “My parents would kill me if they ever knew that I liked girls, Haruhi.”
She sighs in turn and tucks a few hairs behind your ears. “Do you know that for sure? Have they ever explicitly said that they wouldn’t like it?”
“W-well, no, but I can tell that they -”
“Are you ashamed of me?”
“N-no, it’s not that, it’s just-”
“Then why can’t we tell anyone? I want to be able to hold your hand when we’re out together. And I want to be able to kiss you. Am I asking too much?”
“Haruhi, I’m so sorry, but I can’t tell my parents that I’m bisexual. I can’t tell them that we’re dating.”
Sighing again, Haruhi turns away. “Well, if you’re so against telling anyone, we may as well not be.” She starts to walk down the hallway, leaving you standing there alone, shocked into silence.
You don’t speak again until after she’s out of sight. “H-Haruhi….”
You can do this, you tell yourself, looking into the mirror above your drawers. You’re going to tell them. For Haruhi. For you.
It’s been a week since you’ve last spoken to Haruhi. It’s been long and painful - and that’s just on your end, you can’t even imagine how she must be feeling. Betrayed, unwanted, hurt. Just a few words that come to mind.
So because you never want to see that look on her face again, nor do you really want to hide who you are, you’ve decided to come out to your parents.
When you sit down to dinner, you’re incredibly nervous, but you’re chanting internally, your new mantra, For Haruhi, for you. For Haruhi, for you.
Dinner is loud as usual, your parents laughing back and forth over stories from work. Your mother turns to look at you and asks why you’ve been so unusually quiet.
“There’s something I’d like to say.”
“Alright, sweetheart, go on ahead, tell us.” Your father says, gesturing for you to continue.
“I’m bisexual. I like boys and I like girls. And I’ve found someone, a girl, who I really like but I messed up because I couldn’t face you guys. Because I was too worried about what you might say. But I want to be with her, so here we are.”
Your parents exchange glances, looking back and forth between each other and you, before your mother says, gently, “Sweetie, we already assumed you liked other girls. We don’t have any problems with that at all, we just want you to be happy. Why were you so worried?”
You’re shocked at the admission - “What do you mean you ‘already assumed’? I’ve only known for a few months!”
“Oh, hon, you’ve been acting so strange lately, hiding in your room all the time, and your notebooks all have different girls’ names scribbled on them with hearts. Now, I don’t think we’ve ever said anything to make you believe we’re against any of that.”
You let out a deep breath. “I guess that’s why. You never said that you were okay with it so I guess I just automatically assumed you weren’t. So I messed up with Haruhi for nothing.”
“Well,” your father says, “when you see her at school Monday, just explain everything. If she’s good enough to catch your eye, she must be really something, hon.”
You smile. “Oh, she is.”
“Haruhi, wait up!”
She turns to see you running towards her. “Oh, hi.”
“Hi,” you say, smiling fondly and taking her hand. “I told my parents. Haruhi, I want to be with you. I’ll come out to the whole world if I have to, if you’ll be there along with me.”
She smiles back at you and squeezes your hand. “Of course I will be.”