Chapter 74.

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Logan had been woken up far too early after falling back asleep in his bed by knocking. He debated unlocking the door telekinetically, but decided against it when his brain recognized his parents on the other side. Thank god for telepathy. Logan groaned, clearing his voice as he opened his door and tried his best to sound both awake and feminine.

"Good morning."

His mother and father were both standing on the other side, and moved past him into his room. Logan watched them and bit back a snarky comment as he did, closing the door behind them.

"Hello No- Logan." His father caught himself. Logan couldn't help but smile a little at the attempt.

"Nora." His mother said, emphasizing his name more than necessary, and putting her hand on Logan's shoulder. "I feel like we should talk about this."

"About what?" God, he hated how high his voice could go. Logan had always wanted a more baritone voice, but there wasn't a whole lot he could do without medicine.

"This..." She gestured at him. "Um... You thinking you're a boy."

"I am, Mother."

"Nora. You aren't gonna-"

"Rebecca." His father cut her off. "We talked about this." He looked back at Logan. "We want to understand what you mean, what you want."

"What I want?"

"Do you want to feel more like a boy?" His father asked, "or are you happy with just the name change?"

"Are you gonna try and..." Logan watched his mother try to choose her words. "... change yourself?"

"Are you asking if I am interested in medically transitioning?" Logan admittedly was struggling to follow. He was grateful they were trying to be polite, but if they weren't gonna ask, he would rather go back to sleep.

"Yes." His father nodded.

Logan paused. Sure, it had always been a pipe dream to get on hormones and remove his chest, but he'd never put any real thought to it because he would've had to come out to his parents. "I would like it, yes."

"You're beautiful as you are, Nora. Why would yo-"

Logan held up his hand. "The human body is a medical marvel, but why would someone receiving anything to make them feel as beautiful as others say be a bad thing? Some women have reductions, or have their chests enlarged. I simply do not want a chest. It makes me feel less 'beautiful.'" Logan quoted the word.

"But those are women. They aren't trying to change their sex."

"I cannot change my sex. I simply want to change my gender. Gender is a person's personal way they look at themselves."

"Nora. These are irreversible changes to a body."


"Thank god." Logan said before he could stop himself. His mother looked annoyed.

"I don't think you understand the severity of what you want. You would be chemically changing your body because you 'feel' like a boy. What does that even mean?"

Logan frowned. "I feel happy when people say 'he' instead of 'she'. I smile at the thought of someone I pass in the store looking at me and recognizing me as a boy. I love the feeling I get when I look in the mirror while binding as tightly as I can. I like it when I am introduced as a 'boyfriend'. That is what it means to me. I feel sick when I have to wake up and put on a bra. I want to cry when someone says I am their 'daughter'. It hurts to know that if someone were to see me right now, they would not call me a boy. I am happy as a boy. I hope that one day I have a voice deep enough to match Dad's, and that I will be able to throw away anything that binds my chest. I would like to grow facial hair, and I want to look the way I feel." He spoke calmly, but it hurt to say it all aloud, like he was airing everything in his closet. He just wanted to be understood and left alone to live. He felt a lump rise in his throat that he fought back against.

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