the multiverse of minsung

change 💗

[this touches on transgender and finding oneself, so if you're not comfortable, please don't continue. also, if there are things that you can tell me more about transitioning (especially how people find themselves) do let me know!]

minho and jihyo had been together for four years now. ever since they were fourteen-year-old kids, running around their middle school's corridors, laughing their asses off. things were great, their relationship was worshipped by the whole student body.

well, of course, they would be, their visuals were top-notched. jihyo was the prettiest girl, with long jet-black hair, a naturally thin waist, plump lips, and doe eyes. minho was the most handsome boy with feline-like eyes, president of the school's dance team, choreographer, plump lips, and a pretty face.

but jihyo had never felt comfortable in her own skin. she didn't tell minho or her family. the only person who knew was her best friend, felix. they are diaper besties, born a day apart, and both mothers are delivery room neighbours. of course, the parents would make sure that they became friends.

"how are you feeling?" felix sat on the swing beside jihyo. she shrugged as she sighed, looking at the huge playground with kids running around. "i feel like i'm lying to him, to my family, to everyone."

"you don't have to tell them until you're ready you know?" the younger 'twin' sighed. he wasn't frustrated at jihyo or anything. he just knew how frustrating it is for jihyo, and there was nothing to do.

"jisung."

"what?"

"my name. i-" jihyo, now jisung, spoke, "i talked to my mom last night. she accepted me, and asked if she could rename me." jisung chuckled. "apparently my parents didn't want to find out about my gender until i was born. they had male and female names for me. jihyo if i were a female, and jisung if i were a male."

"so you got both names." felix whispered.

"yeah, i got to live as jihyo, and now i'm going to live as jisung." jisung teared up.

"what's your pronounce?"

"he? they? i don't know yet." jisung sighed, he still loved wearing skirts and dresses sometimes, but he knew he didn't like being a woman. a being with perky breasts, and a vagina. bleeding for a week every month. "i just want to be a man, but will it be controversial if i were to wear skirts too? after i transition?"

"no. you will not." a familiar voice that didn't belong to jisung or felix spoke behind them.

"m-minho?" jisung turned around, looking at his boyfriend. scared was an understatement. what was he going to say? how much has he heard? will he break up with him? be disgusted at him? will not what? transition? be gay? be free?

"baby, you will not be controversial if you were to become a male, be gay, and like cross-dressing. you are you...why didn't you tell me baby?" minho whispered, pulling his tearing up girl- no boyfriend into a hug.

"and you're okay with it?" jisung whispered, honestly, he was feeling scared.

"to be honest? i don't know. i need time to process it, just like how you needed time to find yourself. but right now, all i know is i love you. you're still you, as a female or as a male." minho chuckled a little when he saw his partner's shocked face. "for all i know i could be bisexual."

jisung chuckled as soon as he heard, "well i hope you are..."

"..ahem. i'm still here people." felix sighed.

"oh...i'm sorry pixie." jisung laughed in embarrassment. "also, the words, 'girl', 'princess', 'bitch, are all gender neutral to me. so feel free to continue calling me that!"