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TW: Mentions of self harm, suicide, eating disorders, blood, dysphoria, and domestic abuse
Things I won't write:
• Incest
• x reader one-shots
• Smut/NSFW
Cover art is not mine!
I'll mainly be writing about the 2020 and 2003 se...
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LOOK AT THIS PRECIOUS BEAN ;w;
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Ever since I was a kid I've felt different. I didn't know what it was or why I felt the way I did. Not at first anyway.
It wasn't until I was 14 did I start to understand. It happened in the beginning of summer. I was at the beach when I met someone who just so happend to be trans. We were both sitting in the sand near eachother when I noticed the pride pins on his back pack.
"Are you going to pride?"
That was the first thing I said to him. He looked up from his phone and over to me with a smile.
"Yeah! This will be my 6th time going. You going too?" He asked.
"Mm-hm!" I nodded. "This is my second time going. I came out as pan last year".
"Awe congrats!" He said sweetly. "I've been out of the closet as trans and asexual for 7 years now".
"That's awesome!" I said smiling. He suddenly looked over at his friends who were goofing off by the water and laughed. One of them was being chased by a group of seagulls while the others threw cheetohs at him. I, meanwhile, was staring at his trans pride pin.
Deep down I think I always knew. I still had questions though. Now was my chance to get some answers...
"Hey, can I ask you something?" I said. He turned his attention back over to me still smiling.
"Sure, what's up?" He asked.
Here goes nothing. "Um...how did you know?"
"That I'm trans?" He asked. I bit my lip and nodded. "Oh, um...I guess in a way I always knew. It wasn't until I discovered other gender identities over social media that I fully grasped what I was feeling. And after I started transitioning I gained confidence I never had before".
Something clicked in that very moment. I had my answers now...but I wasn't sure how to take it.
"I'm Eli by the way" he said sticking his hand out.
I took his hand and shook it. "I'm..." I was about to say my birth name, Mia. But it just didn't seem right anymore. Kinda like trying to squeeze yourself into a shirt you outgrew. I realized I had gone quiet for a few moments and gave a small nervous laugh as I pulled my hand away. "Actually...I'm still trying to figure out who I am".
Eli just smiled. "Don't worry. You have all the time in the world to figure it out".
He later left to go rescue his friend who was being chased by seagulls. They all went swimming afterwards. He looked so free and confident stepping into the water shirtless. He had told me he was looking forward to this summer for months because he had top surgery earlier that year. I remember thinking how badly I wanted to feel as free and confident as he did.
Everything was so different for me after that day. It felt as though I had this huge secret, and I wasn't sure if it was best to keep it or not. I knew my family was accepting. But it was still a hard thing to come out.
Summer was coming to an end. Meaning 9th grade was just around the corner.
I stared at myself in the mirror, sciccors in hand. I wanted to go back to school looking more like the real me. Even if I wasn't fully ready to come out yet. I've only cut hair a few times. I'm sure it couldn't be that hard. I had looked up enough YouTube tutorials to get an idea of what to do. My hair was shoulder length now, not for long though. I parted my hair off into sections with my hand as I cut it down to the length I wanted. I made sure to take my time even though I was getting excited with each passing moment. Within a few minutes I was done and moved on to shaving down the other half of my head.
I was halfway done when Donnie walked in. He looked up from his phone and took out his earbuds.
"Mia?" He questioned. I cringed a little at the name. "You're cutting your hair?". I bit my bottom lip and nodded. He smiled. "It looks good. But why the sudden change baby sis? I thought you liked your long hair".
I shook my head. I felt like crying all the sudden. My eyes began to water and my lip quivered.
"Mia, what's wrong?" Donnie asked walking over to me. I looked up at him. I wanted to tell him. I really did. But the lump in my throat stopped me from getting any words out. "Hey, tell me what's going on" Donnie spoke warmly. "You can tell me anything, I promise".
"I..." I broke broke down crying before I could continue. "Donnie, I'm trans" I sobbed. He went quiet, and that scared me. "I'm sorry" I burried my face in my hands. "I'm so sorry Donnie. Please don't hate me".
I felt arms wrap around me and pull me close. I gasped and opened my eyes. "I could never hate you. I love you no matter what. We all do" he spoke softly. I clung to his shirt and smiled through my tears.
"I love you too.." I cried. "I'm sorry, I was just...so scared to tell you. I hadn't even admitted to myself until a few months ago".
He hugged me tighter and hummed. I could hear the smile in his voice. "I'm proud of you. I know it can be hard coming out. Especially if you're coming out to your most favorite brother of all time". I laughed and looked up at him. "What? I am your favorite brother aren't I?" He giggled.
"Sure Donnie" I said rolling my eyes. We pulled away and I whiped the tears off my face.
"Soooo...what do I call my little brother now?" He asked. I felt light as air. He called me his brother!
"Well, I've been thinking...I wanna be called Michaelangelo, Mikey for short".
"Mikey" he repeated. "I like it!". I giggled and looked back at the mirror. "Need some help?" He asked. I smiled and handed him the buzzer. He helped me finish shaving off the hair in the back. I watched him in the mirror as he did so. I felt like the happiest boy on earth. He accepted me. He loved me. And I loved him. I knew the others would accept me too.
