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Kurt/JD

Note: modern au. Also Trans!JD au.

⚠️ ALSO TRIGGER WARNING RAM IS GONNA GET SUPER FUCKING TRANSPHOBIC AND HOMOPHOBIC. ⚠️

          JD hated gym. It could have been worse, being forced to go into the female locker rooms, but with some of the assholes in his gym class, the ridicule would be worse if they ever knew. Especially with the one jock, Ram. He sighed with frustration, bouncing on the balls of his feet as he waited for a bathroom stall to be opened. Time was running out, and the bell was about to ring, and he couldn't get changed. His chest was being hit with anxiety about as hard as an earthquake.

        "What's wrong, gay boy? You want something to stare at?" Ram taunted stupidly, jerking JD out of his thoughts. JD's eyes snapped up to where Ram was making kissy faces and laughing at him. Deep breaths, JD, deep breaths, He reminded himself. Kurt was beside Ram, watching the exchange with uneasy eyes. He looked as if he wanted to laugh. But had the self control to not to.

          "I'm not gay, Ram. Shut up, or I'll kick your ass." He threatened, however his voice cracked horribly, sounding high pitched. This is why Ram thought he was gay. That stupid stereotype of the high voice meaning you like dick. He jumped when the bell rang. Well, guess I better change, these stalls won't be free anytime soon. JD tried to find a place in the change rooms away from Ram's stupid and frankly homophobic taunts. He sighed in relief as he found a safe haven in those sweaty locker rooms. He got out of his gym clothes, but almost had a heart attack when he heard Ram's voice.

           "Hey Kurt! What do you think happened to gay boy's chest?" Ram laughed, as he saw the bandages around JD's chest (PLEASE DUDES/DARLINGS NEVER BIND WITH BANDAGES YOU'LL GET SERIOUSLY HURT) It was always "gay boy", or a slur for that starting with the letter f. Never Jason, or JD, always some stupid thing pertaining to him being gay.

          "Actually it's to hold the boobs down." Kurt corrected him, before realizing his mistake. Ram started staring JD up and down, the empty hamster wheels in Ram's head were slowly starting to turn with the AC blowing. JD shot a glare at Kurt, starting to hurry up to avoid harassment. He quickly tugged his jeans on, searching for his shirt.

        "So JD, you're not gay? You're actually just a straight girl. Well if I knew that, I wouldn't think you're an abomination. Why are you in the boy's locker room? Wanted some uh... meat?" Ram asked with a glint in his eyes, stepping closer.  Gross. Not only is Ram transphobic, he is also a pervert. Who could have guessed that, besides absolutely everyone!

       "No. I'm not gay, I'm not straight, and I am not a girl. Fuck off, or you're gonna get your ass kicked." JD growled. This caused raucous laughter from Ram, and he doubled over, tears in his eyes. Kurt was starting to look uncomfortable with his friend's actions, and he looked like he wanted to stop him, but out of the two jocks, Ram was the stronger one, and Kurt knew and accepted this. Ram made the mistake of opening his mouth when JD had a heavy book in hand.

         "You? Kick my ass? You're kidding! I'm not gonna get my ass kicked by some girl!" He roared with laughter, his body was in a weak stance. JD had enough. He gripped his book tight in his hand, swung his bag over his shoulder, then whacked Ram across the face with his book with all his strength. Ram fell on the floor, cursing in pain. While the teen was down, JD stomped on his crotch, then stormed off, a dark whirlwind to Kurt.  "Kurt, go after her! Get that skank!"

            "We're not freshmen. We don't do that anymore. I'm done with you, Ram." Kurt said, glaring at his former best friend, then ran off to find JD. He made the assumption that JD was skipping, waiting until the calm came before he ran home. Thankfully, he was right. "Hey, are you okay?"

           "Why are you here?" He grumbled, shooting Kurt a glance. Stupid jock. He was probably here to make fun of him too.

            "I-I uh.. I.. wanted to see if you were okay..." Kurt said, trailing off when he saw JD's eyes bore into him like a drill. "Ram's a dick, and he deserved what you did, okay? I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let him get that far."

           "What, you think just because I wasn't born with a dick that means I can't handle this shit myself? God, that's almost as bad as the harassment!" He went to stand up, before Kurt made the snap decision to grab his arm. "What are you doing? Let go!"

           "Listen, it's not because... y'know... your body parts are distributing skin and muscle in the wrong places, it's because he's a dickwad, and deserves to get his ass handed to him. And you did just that, on a silver platter." Kurt grinned at JD. The shorter teen's glare softened, and he rolled his eyes slightly.

           "So what, you came to ask me out on a date?" JD teased with a smirk. Kurt stood there dumbfounded, retracting his arm quickly. JD laughed, "if so, where'd you want to go?"

            "I um... heard you liked slurpees... 7/11 maybe?" Kurt suggested, unsure if he was serious. He didn't really realize what was coming out of his mouth, but it felt right. "But aren't you like not gay?"

            "I'll date both, but none will ever get in." JD said, like some sort of cryptic riddle. "Friday after school, 7/11. Be there."