Boyf Luff

Trans Michael

Hello again friends!

Today's story was requested by GraceLeeMarlow

Also partially requested by JordynWritesStuff

Please enjoy!

Also, I feel like I write from Michael's perspective a lot, so...

(Jeremy's POV)

I was hanging out at Michael's, as usual. We were playing video games about an hour ago, but now we were just lying down, my head on his stomach. I was content listening to the pace of his breathing.

"Hey, Jer?" Michael said, finally breaking the silence.

"Yeah, Micha?"

"I love you."

"I love you, too, Micha," I replied, smiling.

"C-Can you say that ag-gain?"

"I love you, Michael, more than anything." I heard him sniffle a little. "A-Are you okay?"

"W-Would you s-still love me i-if I w-wasn't a b-b-b-" he was cut off by sobs. He gripped my shirt and pulled himself close to me.

"I-It's okay, Michael. Please, it's okay." I continued to try to reassure him, running my fingers through his hair. He gripped onto me tighter and started shaking.

"Michael, I promise I will love you no matter what. I don't care how you look, or what you like, I love you for who you are." He steadied himself and tried to regulate his breathing.

"R-R-Rea-eall-ly?" he managed to sputter out.

"Of course. You are my favorite person, after all." He relaxed, letting out a few sniffles every now and then. I held him close to me.

"I-I'm n-not a-a b-b-boy," he finally said, trying not to burst into tears again. "I-I w-was b-born a g-girl. I-I'm transge-gender."

He cried a bit more into my shirt. I kept telling him everything is alright.

"I just-" he sat upright. "I hate my chest! And my body! Nothing feels right to me! I just wish I was born a boy! Everything would be easier if I just had a dick!" He started sobbing again, and hid his face in his hands. I sat up next to him and place my hand in his. He squeezed tightly and tilted his head into my shoulder.

"Michael, if you want, we can look around tomorrow for a binder," I offered. He looked at me and I gave him a soft smile.

"I'd l-love that," he said back, smiling a little, too. I planted a small kiss on his forehead, and he sighed happily.

"I love you, Micha, no matter what gender you are, or what body you have." He didn't respond, he just wrapped his arms around me and let out a few more tears.

"I love you too, Jeremy."