¤new 4¤ transgender!octavian x transgender!reader

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by crisis-kid

by crisis-kid

Words: 327

Description: it would give the ending away.

Warnings: there's a boob joke, and a bit of friendly name calling.

"Hey, Octavian?" You call out, pushing open the front door to your friend's apartment.

You guys both live in New Rome, and are literally next door neighbors. He was supposed to meet you in the hallway fifteen minutes ago, and he's never late to meet you. Worried, you headed off to his apartment.

"Seriously, bro. If you didn't want to go out for coffee, all you had to do was tell me!" You shout, moving further back towards his bedroom.

When you reach the door, you push it open, revealing a rather odd sight.

Your friend is standing in the middle of the room, facing his bed. Strewn across the duvet are dresses and skirts of many patterns and fabrics. Covering his eyes, he lets out a groan and falls back onto the bed. His cheeks are tinted light pink and his lips are painted a bubblegum color.

"Oct?" You say softly, stepping into the room even more. He sits up quickly, before covering his face.

"Go away, y/n," he mutters, keeping his face covered with the pillow.

"Stop that you idiot. Make up is so hard to get out of fabric. And if I were you, I'd wear that pretty black skirt you thought you managed to sneak from my apartment."

He peeks out from behind the pillow, and in a small voice, asks, "So you don't think I'm a freak?"

A smile tugs at your lips as you go sit beside him. "Haven't you ever wondered why I don't like to wear bikinis and short bottoms, and things like that?"

He rests his chin on your shoulder. "A little bit, sometimes. Why?"

"My boobs aren't as real as they look." You reach into your shirt and pull out the gel inserts from your bra. "These are not the only secret things I've been hiding. There's a real shocker under my skirt, but I don't think we're close enough for you to see that yet."

This is utter shit and so am I.