"What- what if something goes wrong," Remy flailed his hands around, panicking. " What if I'm not trans and it's just a faze? What- what if-" remy choked on his words before breaking into sobs. Logan hugged remy tightly.
Normally, Remy wouldn't be sobbing, but this was expected. It was top surgery, after all. Remy gripped Logans shirt like a lifeline, unsure if he could let go. Logan shushed him, gently rocking the two back and forth.
"If it was jsut a faze, you would be over it by now. Nothings going to go wrong. These doctors, they know what they're doing. I'm not going to let anything happen to you. Don't worry. It's alright." Lpgan whispered into Remys ear. If anything goes wrong, Logan thought, the doctors would plead for their lives.
A little bit after Remy's sobs subsided into the occasional sniffle, a tall man came in.
"Ready?" The doctor asked, smiling brightly.
Remy sniffed.
"Yeah."
