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If Private Radio were a horror story. Because I can’t let myself have even one little happy fluffy story.

Join me next week as I take candy from a baby and eat it in front of them, kick a puppy, and remind you that nearly every koala in existence has chlamydia.

It was tiring. Ludwig was tired of faking perfection. He wanted to be open and proud about who he was, but it was hard when he was told it was a sin. So there he was crying pitifully on his best friend’s shoulder.

“There is nothing wrong with who you are. Love is absolutely natural and there is nothing to apologize for,” Lukas said. He was the only person that knew that the German was gay. He was lucky enough to be born in an accepting household that the other sought refuge in constantly. But there were some days where the other simply couldn’t. This was one of them unfortunately. Ludwig snuck out to a tree they carved in when they were ten, and broke down on the other’s shoulder. Lukas just kept running his hands through the other’s expertly made hair until it was all tousled. He loved to see the taller’s hair all in his face, casting soft shadows on his precise features.

“I know. It's just. I hate hearing it. Every. Single. Time. He just hears the word gay and I get a sermon as to why we're all going to hell. He thinks 'you and I will be together at those pearly gates’ well it's just going to be him in his mind when he realizes it,” Ludwig spoke. Each time his eyes filled with hot tears that eventually blazed trails against his skin. Those tears dampened the other's soft, periwinkle shirt. Lukas kept rubbing his back as he held him close. A sort of  comforting gesture.

“Can I kiss you?” Lukas asked. Wanting to do something more. Wanting to kiss away all of those tears that stained his face with clear streaks. The German just shook his head. He wanted to stay like this. Held by Lukas's reassuring arms.

“Can I kiss the top of your head?” Lukas said. It felt right at that moment. Ludwig gave a nod, knowing that just a hug wouldn’t be enough, but full on kissing would be overwhelming. He pressed a tender kiss to the top of his head, and held him closer under the clear, dark blue sky.