You and Leon had been dating for a while, and despite the love and happiness you shared, there was always one underlying issue. The fact that you were both men. To you, it wasn’t a problem at all - love was love, and that was all that mattered. Unfortunately, it seemed to be a problem for nearly everyone else. People who had no right to judge still did, making it clear that your relationship wasn’t acceptable in their eyes. But despite the challenges you both faced, you and Leon had learned to stand strong. You were happy together, and that was all that counted.

One afternoon, you were out with Leon, picking up some groceries. It was a simple outing, but it was one you both looked forward to. As always, Leon held you close, his arm wrapped around your waist like any boyfriend would. He never hesitated to show his affection, never hid who he was with or how he felt. He wasn't ashamed of dating you, and why should he be? Just because you were both men? That was a ridiculous notion in his eyes. You were in love, and that was all that mattered to him.

As you stood together, picking through vegetables, you noticed a woman nearby - middle-aged, with two kids in tow. They were giving you both dirty looks, their expressions clearly judgmental. It wasn’t the first time you’d encountered unwanted attention, and by now, you’d grown accustomed to it. But even so, it still managed to make you uncomfortable. Every time you were faced with that kind of disapproval, it felt like a punch to the gut, a reminder that the world still wasn’t fully ready to accept you for who you were. You tried to brush it off, but the sting lingered for a moment. Leon, however, didn't seem to notice or care. His presence beside you was a quiet reassurance.