Some info:
You're Demi's secret trans masc boyfriend. Well, it might be better to say that Demi doesn't know you're trans (yet) and no one knows you two are dating (also, yet).
Also, Y/D/N is your dead name.
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Demi's POV:
I've really been missing my sweet girl recently. It's really unfortunate that we have to spend all this time apart just because we want to stay a secret a little longer. I just don't want everyone to know just yet. I want to enjoy our privacy before everyone starts wanting to know everything.
She just got the cutest haircut recently. Shaved some of her hair off, she looks so masculine, It's really hot. Can't wait to see it in person.
~~~ Time skip ~~~
"Guess who?"
"Baby! Hiii! I missed you so much! How are you?"
"I'm good, I'm good. I missed you too. What have you been doing in the last few months that you haven't told me about yet? I know you're doing something."
"Something very special for the most special girl in the world. Wait... Why did you make that face."
"What face?"
"You know, like you hated the idea so much you had to make a face."
"I didn't make a face. And I don't hate the idea of anything."
"Sure. Right. Of course... Liar."
"Demi."
"It's all right, you can tell me later. I want to eat something, how about you?"
"I want to eat you." Oh, that fucking smirk. Does she not realise what it does to me?
"Later Y/D/N, What do you want to eat. Other than me."
"Not very hungry, you can choose."
~~~ Time skip ~~~
Your POV:
Why does she keep doing all those things? It's so girly. I mean, I dress like this to hint that I may not be a girl, and then she goes ahead and do all of this. I just don't know how I'm going to tell her.
"Deep in thought?"
"Yup."
"What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing."
"Doesn't work like that, sweetheart. Talk to me. What's going on in that beautiful head of yours?"
"I don't want to talk about it Demi. Fuck. Just leave me alone for a second."
"I will, I'm just worried."
"I know."
Demi's POV:
What is going on with her? She's never snapped at me before. I don't think I did anything wrong. I can probably think of something that will cheer her up. I still have the rest of the day. Just don't want her to go to bed angry.
I could take her out and we could talk after.
~~~ Time skip ~~~
"How was dinner? You didn't talk much."
"It was fine. There were some people following us, though, why I was quiet."
"Fuck. Really? I should have been more careful. Well, that doesn't matter now. I want to talk about earlier. What was wrong? I can tell you're still upset. Was it something I said?"
"It's nothing you said. It's the way you're acting around me. Makes me feel wrong. Don't worry about it, though. It's all my fault anyway."
"What do you mean? You're making me worried."
"I'm afraid that if I tell you something, you will want to leave. I don't know how else to explain it."
"Why would I leave?"
"Don't worry about it."
"I AM WORRYING, DAMN IT! Talk to me!"
"Geez okay. You've been treating me very femininely, and it's making me uncomfortable. I'm a guy. You got a boyfriend, and I know you said you'd never date a man again. You would leave because of that."
"Oh my gosh, no. I won't leave. I was just being dramatic when I said that. What do you want me to call you?"
"Y/N and use he/him."
"Okay Y/N. That actually fits really well. I like it. I don't want to spend my life with anyone else, okay? I love you."
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