n174g0 (Spordlis),
plasma_shipping
Summary:
Kai confesses to Cole - they make out then... well, read the tags.
Another RP with Spordlis <3
(I_Ship_Danvis A/N; this one's reallllly long, about 11k, sooooo yeah. You've been warned)
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He could do this.
He could do this.
Kai couldn’t do this.
Asking Cole to talk to him had been so easy , he’d figured that would be the hardest part. And the lead up was, but once he nonchalantly asked as if he just wanted to hang out, he felt like he might pass out.
It went way better than he could’ve hoped. He was positive that the world might implode or he’d stutter or just straight-up start screaming.
But sitting in bed, trying to get up enough courage to go down the hall and actually talk to the boy. He felt like he might barf and cry at the same time. Hugging his knees up to his chest, sighing in resignation. The ball was rolling now, Cole knew he had something to talk about.
Maybe he could just play it off.
No, who was he kidding? He couldn’t lie to Cole. Just imagining trying to look into those big soft eyes and that stupid grin, it made him want to melt a little.
Kai wasn’t sure what the stir of emotions was, but it made his gut churn. Telling his longtime teammate that he had a massive, stereotypical, schoolgirl crush on him was bad enough.
And then telling him he wasn’t born a boy was another ballpark entirely. Nya knew the entire time; how could she have not? Kai basically raised her, so she was there every step of the way when her big brother finally got the haircut he wanted, and started binding, and got his first dose of testosterone. She’d grown up with that, and that was what she knew. It wasn’t until they started to get out in the real world that Nya found out that Kai hadn’t been normal.
It’d been easy to hide from the guys at first, with how they could barely function as a team. But as everyone got closer, more personal, Kai was always changing in the bathroom by himself. Zane had no sense of bodily shame and Jay was just a scattered mess, so he was always darting everywhere half-dressed in the morning. But the Bounty meant they had their own tiny rooms. And Kai could hole up somewhere and finally take off his binder while he was awake.
And now that he’d entrust his life to any of his team, he knew they all respected privacy. They always knocked or asked to come in, never rifled through Kai’s stuff unless he was absolutely dying.
So his secret remained that way. But wanting to kiss every inch of someone and tell them how much they mean to you, he felt like that person might need a little preface before they made any decisions.
He was trying to figure out the best order to do this. ‘I’m trans, also you’re hot,’ or ‘Wanna go on a date? Also, I’m trans,’; none of it felt right. But waiting for “right” is what had gotten him to this stage.
Groaning, he finally got up. Okay, yeah, he could do this. Cole was a super sweet guy. At worst, he’d just want to be friends, right? Yeah. Hopefully. Maybe.
Kai had already opened the door when he started talking himself down again. He focused on his feet as he started to walk out into the hallway.
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'We need to talk.' was probably number 1 on Coles 'oh no' list. It wasn't good, not in his experience.
It was something someone said when you're in trouble, like your boyfriend breaking up with you or your dad about to scold you.
Well… they weren't boyfriends so that's crossed off - though that thought in itself was bittersweet.
Pushing aside his dumb crush, Cole obsessed over every possible outcome of what Kai meant.
Kai didn't 'talk,' He bottled up and avoided until he exploded, but Cole couldn't even fathom what he'd done to somehow piss Kai off to the point of a calm, if not weirdly anxious, request to talk alone .
