Hey all!I wrote this as a request over at my tumblr, zestyweirdo. I hope you enjoy it!

Title: I'll Love You Forever
Prompt: Family
Pairing: Tom Lucitor and Marco Diaz

Marco hated that it bothered him so much. Every single time they'd hang out at Tom's house, it was "you remember my best friend, Marco?"

Best friend. It just sounded so platonic. He understood the reasoning behind it; hell, he'd been afraid to tell his parents that he was seeing Tom, but they were so incredibly supportive and accepting it made him wonder why he'd been so nervous in the first place. They welcomed Tom into the family with open arms and a seemingly never-ending hug.

The last thing Marco wanted was for Tom to come out before he was ready and he would never dream of pressuring Tom into anything that made him uncomfortable, but at the same time, he was sick of hiding their relationship.

Marco was content to hide his feelings until his beau was ready, but apparently, Tom could tell he was annoyed. He pet Marco's hair gently as they cuddled up in Tom's room.

"Hey, I... I just wanted to tell you that I know. And I'm sorry," Tom sighed, "I just don't know how to tell them. I know it bothers you." Marco sat up, pulling Tom into his arms. He smiled, placing a gentle kiss on Tom's cheek.

"I'm sorry. I'm fine, honest. Don't rush into anything on my account. I understand how scary this is." Tom didn't want to discount Marco's statement, but he didn't understand how scary it was. Marco wasn't an heir to a throne.

He didn't have an entire Kingdom to think about.

"I love you, Tom. Take your time, okay? I'm not going anywhere."

They must have lost track of time, since Tom didn't realize it was time for dinner until his mother opened the door to his room, catching him and Marco making out. She stared a moment, watching Tom shove Marco off of his bed and onto the floor.

"...Mom?" He asked, worried, "Mom, I can explain." Without a word, Wrathmelior closed the door. Marco stared at Tom, suddenly able to pinpoint the exact moment his love's heart shattered. "M-Marco, what do I do?" Marco collected himself and pulled himself up from the floor, jumping at the sudden boom of thunder just outside the window. "...Mom is upset enough to trigger a storm." Marco raised an eyebrow and backed away from the window as a bolt of lightning struck rather close by.

"Your mom can make storms just by feeling?!"

"And my dad is an anger demon." Marco swallowed hard,

"What's that supposed to mean?!" Tom smiled weakly, kissing Marco on the cheek,

"Did anyone ever tell you that you're adorable when you're clueless?" Marco crossed his arms and sighed, the tone of the room not exactly playful. "What am I going to do? What if she's upset because I'm not what she wanted me to be?"

"Do you want to go talk to her?" Of course he wanted to talk to his mother. He talked to her about everything, except this. "If you want, I'll go with you." Tom took a deep breath, and smiled nervously, placing a hand on Marco's shoulder.

"I should talk to her by myself."

Tom wasn't sure when the hallway to the living room had become so long and daunting, or when he'd started to feel so incredibly small, but he was very certain of one thing: he couldn't deny who he was a second longer. He approached the living room with tentative steps. Tom raised his fist to knock on the doorframe, but wavered slightly.

"I'm upset too, Wrath," his father sighed, "We need to tell him that this isn't okay." Tom felt his knees buckle and he fell to the floor, prompting his parents to finally notice him. "Oh, Tom. We need to talk to-"

"No," Tom barked, tears falling. His heart was racing, his entire body trembling with emotion. "If you can't accept me for who I am, then maybe I-... maybe I...!"

"Tom!" Lord Dave sighed, "Calm down." Wrathmelior stood, head down, a somber look on her face.

"My precious son, why didn't you tell me?" she asked, scooping Tom into her arms. "Don't you know the depth of my love? Nothing will change how much I love you. Nothing. Ever."

"But you said that it wasn't okay."

"You misunderstand, my love," she said tenderly, "What we thought wasn't okay was the fact that you didn't feel safe enough in telling us. If you were afraid to tell us, we have failed you." She paused, "Your father and I will always love you. No matter who you are or who you choose to be with." Wrathmelior picked up Dave and they all shared a hug. "I'll love you forever, my baby."

"Oh! Then," Tom began, "I need to introduce you to someone! Be right back!" He jumped from his mother's arms and ran back to his room. Marco stood at the bedroom window, watching the storm clear up.

"Is everything okay? Your makeup is running." Tom smiled, grabbing Marco's hand.

"I have to introduce you to my parents." He led Marco to the living room, his arm around the human's shoulder. "Mom, Dad, this is my boyfriend, Marco." Boyfriend. It just sounded so right. She took a picture, overjoyed that Tom had found someone who treated him so well.

"Welcome to the family, Marco," Wrathmelior cooed, digging out the Lucitor family photo album and gently placing the picture inside. She scooped both Tom and Marco into her arms and embraced them both tightly, prompting Tom to wonder why he'd been so nervous to tell his parents in the first place.