A/N: Hey guys, I'm on my Chromebook rn :'). I wanted to say that YOU are amazing. No matter if you are trans, gay, bisexual, have mental/physical disorders. You are fine just the way you are. Don't let someone change you, no matter who it is. Remember that there is no "normal", and being different only makes you unique. I'm bipolar, and I've been taught that being different is okay. Please enjoy this, and tell me if you see any mistakes so I can fix them-
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I was scared, very scared. I was about to come out as trans...To my boyfriend, Subaru, who could just drain me to death if he didn't want me anymore.
I took a shaky breath, knocking on his bedroom door. He already knew it was me, because his answer was "Come in, Y/N". I walked in, my whole body shaking, which just alarmed the albino male "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked with genuine concern. "I-I need to tell you something, please don't hate me.." He nodded and sat on his bed, patting the spot next to him, to which I sat down and looked him in the eyes. "I'm trans, transgender. I feel so much more like a boy than I do a girl.." As I said that, his eyes widened for a moment, until they softened. Subaru's hands grabbed my waist gently, and he pecked my lips "If that's what you truly feel, I don't mind." he hummed. He laid down, pulling me close to him. 'He...He's okay with it? He's not mad?' The questions swirled in my head until he patted my head "Don't be so tense, it's okay. I'm not mad." his tone was so soft that it calmed me immensely. After an hour of him whispering reassuring and calming things to me, I fell asleep.
"You're perfect...I love you." Was the last thing I heard.
