'I'm trans'
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(CW//Self-harm talk/mentions)
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Tommy
"You're what?" he asks
'Fuck'
"I-I'm transgender" I mutter, not meeting eye contact with him
We sit in tense silence for a few seconds before he brought a hand to my chin and moved my face to meet his.
I expected him to tell me off or be angry but there's no trace of anger or irritation when I look at him, unlike with the old home and foster workers I feel safe.
All of my stress and nervousness melt away as he pulls me into a comforting hug, I let my built-up emotions leave through the hot and salty tears my eyes produced.
"Oh thank fuck" he mutters, leading me to pull away with confusion clear on my face.
"Pardon?" I scoff
"It would've been so fucking awkward if you weren't trans, son," he said, wheezing like the old fuck he is.
"Wha-bu-why?" I ask, shifting awkwardly.
"I had figured you were...have you talked to Technoblade?" He asked, lifting some stress off of my shoulders.
"Um, yeah actually, he was the first person I talked to. I had no idea he was trans" I said, pulling my legs to my chest and resting my back against the headboard.
"Yep. That's how I knew, I noticed some similarities between you and him before he transitioned and put two and two together." He explained
"Oh..." was all I could say
"I hope that doesn't offend you, I'm sorry if I did," he says, eyes frantically searching mine for any sign of discomfort.
"No no, not offended. Just surprised you read me so well" I laughed
He nodded and we sat in silence for several seconds, both of us in our thoughts.
"So, what is your real name and pronouns?" He asks suddenly
A grin breaks out of my face. "My name is Tommy, and my pronouns are he/him" I tell him
"Right, I think that name suits you." He says
"Thank you"
"Mhm, who all knows?" He then asked
"Like everyone...I'm sorry, I was nervous" I mumble. He sits against the headboard and pulls me into a side hug, I lay my head in the crook of his neck as he cards a hand through my hair.
I'm not the most touchy person but I genuinely just want the comfort of my dad right now, I don't know why but I just do and having him next to me is enough to comfort me.
"I understand, I know how hard it can be to tell someone something like that. Im proud of you either way" He says.
That was all I wanted to hear, it was all I ever wanted to hear and it means a fuck ton to me to hear it from Phil.
"Thank you" I mumble, tears threatening to fall.
We sit like this for a few minutes, it was relaxing to just be in each other's company right now.
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