green sweater » jeremike

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I walked into the house, seeing it was a lot cleaner than it was when I was last there. My mom sat on the couch, her legs crossed as she watched TV and held a carton of ice cream in her hand.

"Oh, hey Jerebear." She set the tub aside and patted a spot next to her.

"So, what's this surprise?" I asked, taking a seat.

"Well, while you were gone, I did a lot of research.." She sighed. "And I decided, you've felt like this for a while now, it's most likely not a phase."

"What are you saying?" I continued.

"I want to get you tested to see if you can start taking testosterone."

I felt my heart stop for two seconds. She had to be joking, right? She'd been against the use of drugs to change your body for as long as I could remember.

"You- You what?" I stuttered, making sure I heard her correctly.

"I've been wanting to for a while now, but your father was so against it.. I wanted him to be happy too." She sighed. I pulled her into a hug, almost squealing.

"Thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!" I exclaimed. I couldn't believe it. She wanted to help me transition.

"Of course, Jere." She chuckled. "Now, the appointment is at 5, so we have a few hours before we have to leave."

"Why can't we go do it now?" I asked, wanting to get it done right away.

"Because, they have other appointments, Jeremy." She laughed.

"Ugh," I rolled my eyes before smiling.

"So how was Mike's?" She smirked. I blushed and sighed.

"It was fine, mom. And there was a child over so don't even think about what I think you're thinking." I answered.

"I'm sorry! I like Mike, he's nice." She grinned.

"Tell me about it." I looked down, playing with the hem of my shirt.

When we went to the hospital to get the test done, I was beyond nervous. What if I had some condition that wouldn't let me take it? I'd have to wait to get actual surgery, and even then I'd have a feminine body. I was also excited. I'd been wanting to do this since I was 12, and now it was finally happening.

The rest was long and boring. For me, anyways. It was just like a simple checkup, but it seemed to take hours. The nurse asked me a lot of questions, like what my preferred name was, and if I planned on getting surgery, and if I had supportive friends.. I answered all of them awkwardly, never really being this open about my gender with anybody. When it was all over, she said she'd get to results back by at least tomorrow.

In all the excitement, I completely forgot to tell Mike. I pulled out my phone in the car on the way home, texting him quickly.

You: You'll never believe what just happened.

Mike❤️: What?

You: I was just tested for testosterone

Mike❤️: OML YAY :D

You: lmao I know I almost cried when my mom told me

Mike❤️: I'm so happy for you omg when do you get the results

You: Tomorrow is the soonest.

Mike❤️: EXCITEMENT NOISES

You: You're weird lol

Mike❤️: Yeah. Skype when you get the chance?

You: Okay, love you.

Mike❤️: I love you too, babyboy.