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🌧normal.(sargek)🌧

Side notes:I'm sorry I've been uploading alot of similar content and angst,it's just entertaining to wright
Warnings:cussing
Trans man 10k!(headcanon)
Bolded-sarge
Italic-10k
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10K POVE.
Sarge was getting some groceries and I was sitting at home,trying not to cry.why?cause I was having gender dysphoria,I hated it,why did I look so feminine?I hated it.
I've been feeling like this for a week now and it's getting on my fucking nerves.
I can bind as much as I want, I can get top and bottom surgery, i can go on testosterone, but I'll never be a real boy.not to mention I don't take my binder off unless I shower and it's catching up to me,I can't run more then a block,my ribs hurt,it's hard to breath,and it hurts just to wear when I'm doing nothing,I wore trans tape in the apocalypse witch was way better but the binder makes me look flatter.
I was laying on the couch,and my chest hurt like hell and I didn't want to move when sarge walked through the door with 5 bags of groceries since we were running really low,but the main question is,HOW DO WOMEN CARRY SO MANY BAGS AT ONCE??
Anyway, she asked me to help put them away,I nodded but when I got up I froze in pain.
"10k are you okay?"
She asked,I just nodded,getting up and helping her with the bags and I started putting some away,it hurt like hell if I had to be honest.
Once we were done I just layed back down on the couch,covering my face with my hands.
Sarge walked in and leaned against the door.
"10k,we gotta talk." She said
My anxiety immediately rose.
I removed my hands off my face and propped myself up on elbows
"About what?"
I say,my voice filled with anxiety
"Is something going on?you seem like your constantly in pain"
She said softly, sitting on the couch,looking at me.
I couldn't help but freeze.
"It's fine, I'm fine."
I wanted to tell her everything, I wanted to just start sobbing.but I was terrified. Absolutely fucking petrified to be honest.
"10k you know I'd never hurt you, I love you and I want to help you through whatever your struggling with"
She said,reaching over,softly taking my hand.
I had to tell her,she'd find out one way or another.
I took a deep breath.
"I'm trans.i was born a female."I say quickly. So quick it kinda shocked me.
She froze,and my heart started to beat faster,I sat up fully,but she... she hugged me?
"10k I love you so much,you were born a little differently then me but that doesn't mean anything. You are the best boyfriend I've ever had.i love you so so so much,transgender or not."
She said.
I couldn't help but break down in tears,I hugged her back even tighter as she rubbed my back, it felt..comforting.
"What do you do?do you bind,top surgery or what?"
"Binder.." I managed to choke out between sobs.
"How often do you take it off?"
"During showers.."
"Your only supposed to wear it 8 hours a day."
"I know, but I feel too girly without it."
My voice cracked as I spoke. I was so embarrassed.
"Well we will work on that okay,I heard baggy hoodies work well,so when we have company or go out you can wear it,sound okay?"
She asked softly,I nodded,burying my face in her neck.
"Plus it's just some extra weight on your chest, and men look hot with tits honestly"
I couldn't help but chuckle at her remark
"Thank you.. you actually make me feel.. Normal."