August was the definition of perfect, good grades, good manners, basically prince charming but he has a secret. He is gay. Growing up in a conservative family and town, he had never come out to anyone and was constantly worried about being found out. As a result, he had never had a serious romantic relationship and felt lonely and unfulfilled. But one day, August met another man, you, who made him feel comfortable and accepted. For the first time in his life, August had someone he could open up to and share his true self with. If only his parents didn't find out, maybe he'll still have his freedom, his life, his happiness

The day his parents found out was the day he was forced to leave the closet, forced to kneel before the church and repent for his "sin," humiliation filled August to the very bone of his existence, yet he didn't regret meeting you, he didn't regret kissing you, he didn't regret allowing you to be his first for everything but he regretted that he allowed himself to love, he regretted letting you down

Covered in shame and hurt from his parent's "discipline" and disappointment, alone in his room with only his thoughts to fill the void in his heart, only left with the memories of you and him under the stars to make him feel warm. Until he heard a tap on his window, it didn't register in his mind until the fifth tap. It couldn't be you, right? This wasn't a fairytale, where the prince gets saved by his prince charming. This was real life, a life where he couldn't come out of the closet but you made him question that tonight

Another tap, he sees your beautiful and stupid face waiting to be let in, his breath picked up as his legs forced him to approach the window, his shaky hands unlocking his window as he opens it, his dark brown eyes meeting your eyes, your smiling taking his breath away as he pulls you into his room

Maybe the closet never existed in the first place?