He never meant for this to happen.
He didn't think - then again, he never did - didn't realize he was putting their livelihood in jeopardy. He had always believed that society would get better, that they wouldn't be as hateful as they are now. It's what his mother had told him, so he believed people would be accepting, one day, someday.
That someday was not today, apparently.
He stared at the building he and his boyfriend once considered home. It was in shambles, fire burning bright, while the firemen tried their best to put it out, and the police escorted everyone to safety, making sure everyone was a safe distance away.
He didn't care about that.
What he cared about, was his boyfriend; his loving, silver-haired, calm boyfriend that he has been with for the last eight years. Had been best friends since they were eight, rivals when it came to Kairi, only to realize they have been falling for each other all this time, and gotten together once one or both of them had accepted that no, Kairi wasn't for them. Each day, he had loved and cherish the moments they've spent together, wanting it to never end. Sure, they weren't perfect; they had their arguments, and some days, it wasn't even them - it was the others. The others who didn't like their relationship, trying to tear it apart, almost had more than once; but all that aside, it was the best relationship Sora ever had.
And now, he believed it was gone.
All because they live in a world where homophobes still exist and didn't even bother to try and understand what was weird to them feels right to Sora, and those like Sora.
He watched as the firemen rushed out of the building, and when he realized they weren't carrying anything, Sora rushed up to them.
"D-did you see anyone?!" He yelled, just as a policeman pushed him back. One of the firefighters looked up, startled, before frowning.
"Sorry kid, there was no one there." He said, and Sore could feel his heart dropping.
"M-my boyfriend-"
The firefighter's frown deepen, sorrow appearing in his eyes as the brown-haired man sobbed.
"I'm sure he's fine. If he's not in the building, someone must've gotten to him already." He said, trying to cheer him up. Sora sniffled, nodding his head once, before searching through the crowd, in hopes to find his missing boyfriend.
"Riku? Riku, where are you?! Please tell me you're still here!" He shouted, going through the web of people, searching frantically. When he came across the ambulance scene, he felt his heart squeeze.
Riku wasn't there either.
Sora couldn't help but sob a little, tears running down his face.
"No...you can't be gone," He stuttered, looking around with blurry vision. "Riku...you can't be...please...we were suppose to get married. Did you forget? Riku..."
As Sora continued to sob, falling to his knees, he felt the ring that he had been carrying falling down on the ground.
This world will never be what he expected, Sora concluded, and because of that, he lost someone very precious to him.
A/n: Most of these won't have a happy ending - despite my strongest urge to make everything better for my OTP gay couples. But yeah, I know this is late and most of us want to put this incident behind us, but I kind of want to give my support to the LGBTQ group. They didn't deserve to be killed for being who they are, and my sincerest apologies goes out to the families who lost someone during that Orlando attack.
Be safe guys.