Too Cold to Shiver (Trans Petekey)

Part 2

"Pete! Your binder came in the mail today!" Pete's mom yelled down the hall.
Pete threw open the door to his room. "Seriously?" He asked.
"Come see for yourself," she responded with a smile.
Pete ran to the kitchen to see his mother holding a brown, cardboard box that Pete could hardly believe was real. Dale held out the box and Pete gladly took it. He tore the tape off and ripped it open. To Pete the whole thing was surreal. He couldn't fully comprehend that he was actually holding a binder. His binder. Now he'd never get misgendered again! Pete knew, of course, there'd be somebody eventually who'd be ignorant enough to call him "she" but Pete didn't want to think about that right now.

"Why don't you go try it on?" Dale insisted.

"Right! Brb," Pete smiled at her before running down the hall to his room.

Pete threw his shirt off and looked in the mirror. He looked himself over for a second. He looked over all the stupid curves and the bra he had on that that was probably the first one he'd over owned. It's not like it was the only one he had; it was just the smallest one and he thought maybe it could work as a binder until he got the real one. He tore it off and tossed it onto the floor. Before putting on the binder, he looked in the mirror. It was weird that despite the lumps of fat on his chest he saw a freaking man. And now the rest of the world is going to see that man, Pete thought as he slipped on the binder.

He looked at himself in the mirror and his smile grew so wide his face hurt.
It worked. It actually fucking worked! You couldn't tell that he was trans at all. He looked like a legit dude!

Pete did the only logical thing he could, he started taking selfies for Instagram.
He posted it with the caption, "guess what came in the mail today??"

Immediately after he had posted it, someone else immediately posted something. It was a selfie of someone Pete had never seen before. He glanced at the username. Oh, Patrick must be doing the compliment shootouts again.

"Pete! Aren't you gonna come out here and show me how it fits?" Dale asks

"Yeah! One second, mom," Pete calls back as he set the phone down on his bed.
He ran back to his mother without putting a shirt on. Most people found it surprising how comfortable Pete was in his own body. Every thought he was supposed to have major dysphoria or something. Of course every now and then Pete would wish he could have his dick already and get rid of the boobs, but for the most part he was pretty darn proud of his body.

Pete's mother smile grew when she saw her son.
"What do you think of it?" She asked excitedly.
"I love it!" Pete answered, looking down at the binder.
"And it fits?"
"Perfectly," Pete smiled.

Dale pulled her son into a tight hug which Pete gladly returned.
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Pete tried to make a habit of commenting on the compliment shout outs.

And that's when he saw her: the most beautiful thing she's ever seen. He scrolled back up to stare at the picture.
Pete hated to say it but it was obvious that she was trans. But she was still gorgeous. She had an awkward smile that somehow warmed Pete's heart. Pete absolutely had to comment on the lovely girl's picture. He typed in "YOURE SO PRETTY" followed by various emojis.
Pete scrolled back up to the picture,
praying that she had been tagged in it. Thankfully, she was. Her username was  TheLoneUnicorn and Pete thought that was just adorable. He went to her page and was surprised at what he saw. There were no selfies, just pictures of Stormpilot. This girl had a Star Wars page? She was perfect.
Of course Pete followed her before he looked through all of her pictures. There wasn't one selfie.

Odd.

He did find one of those posts that basically said you could dm her if you ever needed to talk.
And of course Pete couldn't waste that opportunity.

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Hello!
Ugh. I honestly have no idea where this story is heading. Oh well.
Thanks for reading it!!