could you do one where a ftm reader is besties with the boys and comes out to them and they all just roll with it and just dive right in like mega supportive
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word count : 750
warnings : descriptions of dysphoria
enjoy!
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Coming out is terrifying.
Even more so when it’s coming out to someone that you’ve known for your entire life. It’s so difficult to suddenly change who everyone knows you as, but it’s even more difficult to spend your life being uncomfortable in your own skin. Dysphoria feels like bugs bubbling in your bloodstream, making you want to itch at your skin until it magically changes into the body and shape that you want it to. But of course, that isn’t possible, hence why it’s so painful to deal and to live with.
You didn’t feel unsafe coming out, but you did feel uneasy. It’s a scary experience, even when you’re surrounded by people you believe to be supportive. Your entire world can change in a heartbeat, and it can feel like the world is a spinning top that just crashed down onto the table, completely out of rhythm. As much as you want to be comfortable in yourself and in your life, you also run the risk of losing that familiarity of the life that you’ve previously been living. Which led you to now.
You knew that you were trans, you’d figured that out ages ago. The hardest part wasn’t figuring out what you were feeling, it was trying to deal with the fact that you couldn’t, or didn’t want to, come out yet. That was a mentally taxing experience you hadn’t been ready for at the time, and now, having tested the waters with your closest friends, you decided it was now or never. You’d cut contact with your parents, them being religious, and having always shown their dislike for the queer community. Now, it was just you, and your four best friends.
You had tested the waters, multiple times, and each time it had been brought up you had been met with a supportive response. You had internally jumped for joy every time that it happened, increasing your confidence and courage in coming out. Now, on the day you had decided to do it, you were still shaking with anxiety, hoping for the best, but a small part of your subconscious seemed to know that everything was going to be just fine, no matter what the jumpy part of your brain was trying to convince you of.
So here you were, awkwardly sitting on the couch of Ashton’s house, him hosting a small house party. And by “house party”, it meant the four guys, and you. He just liked to be dramatic. He had gotten sober two years ago, and the rest of the guys were slightly tipsy, but not enough to not remember anything you said. You waited until you were all sitting in the living room, a random tv show playing in the background, before you decided to speak up. On the first try, words didn’t even leave your mouth. You opened your mouth, faltered, and closed it again, taking a deep breath in through your nose while you attempted to form the right words to accurately articulate how you were feeling, and what you wanted from them.
“Guys, can I talk to you about something?”
All but one, Michael, looked up with curiosity in their eyes. Luke elbowed him in the ribs, snickering when he jumped and attempted to swat at him as revenge.
“What the fuck?”
“Shut up! She wants to tell us something!”
You cringed at the pronoun, trying not to take it to heart, knowing they didn’t have a clue what was happening.
“It’s about that, actually.”
Ashton raised an eyebrow, thinking, but looking a little confused.
“About… what, exactly?”
You took another deep breath, trying to phrase it in a way they’d understand if they didn’t already.
“She. Her. They don’t fit me, I’m not a girl.”
You figured that was a good enough start, knowing there would be questions, but they just kinda stared at you. Not in a bad way, but you could see the whole idea turning over in their minds, carefully trying to pick their next words without unintentionally causing you any harm or offense.
Calum spoke first.
“Oh, so you’re trans? Cool!”
All of the other three echoed his reactions, asking questions on how to refer to you, what name and pronouns to use, if you wanted to start hormone replacement therapy, and more. You couldn’t believe you had ever been scared to tell them, their support was instantaneous, and you were grateful for them as they stood by you every step of your transition.
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