Coming Out: M.S

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Description: you come out to Michaela at work one day (you like girls and are not cisgender)

Pronouns: they/them

Y/h/c means your hair color

"Y/n! We have a case!" Michaela shouted seeing her parters signature y/h/c from over the top of a cubical barrier. Your head popped up and you stood "what's the case Mic?" You asked as the both of you walked to the car. "It's a stakeout. We're waiting for some dealers to take the bait and try and make a drop" she said as you two drove. Soon parking and starting to make small talk. "So do you have a boyfriend y/n?" She asked

  Your heart skipped a beat. Somehow you'd survived every case and stakeout without being asked that question. Truth was, you liked girls. Always had. "You know I don't M" you sighed happy you'd seemed to cover your fear with sarcasm. "You seem so nervous to answer that?" She said in a questioning tone. "Um, Mic? Promise you won't hate me when I tell you?" You asked not sure how you'd tell her. "What are you gonna say? There's nothing that could make me hate you y/n" "god how do I say this. Um" you trailed off. She seemed to figure it out herself at that "you like girls don't you?" "Mhm" you tensed waiting for her reaction. "Welcome to the club" she laughed.

You were shocked. Michaela wasn't straight either? "Wait what?" "Girls are hot" she smirked. "Touché" you laughed. "But um, there's more" you sighed wondering how you'd explain this to her. But before you could think to deeply you were pulled out of thought by Michaela "look you can finish when we get back but we're going in" she grabbed her gun and the two of you performed normal procedure getting back in the car an hour later. "So where were we?" You asked. "Um I came out, you came out but said there was more" she put her gun away. "Yeah about that uh. I'm not. Well um. I'm your gender identity" "what's that mean?" She asked you. You gave her a quick explanation, her nodding along to her friend's explanation.

Slowly the butterflies in your stomach from having to come out slowly disappeared when your best friend seemed accepting. "Okay I think I get it now, remind me if I forget okay?" She asked and you smiled, nodding. Brushing y/h/c behind your ear and watching as Michaela drove. "So do you have a girlfriend?" She asked. "No. You?" "Not right now no" she sighed "do you want a girlfriend?" "Yeah I do, how about you?" She nodded. "Was i the first? That you came out to?" She asked. "Mhm" you hummed. "I haven't told anyone yet either" she smiled before the two of you went in.
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