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ian (homeless shelter) part 2

Y/n pov.

Trevor has convinced me to come to a gay bar with him.

The most i go to is mabey a subway or KFC, and someone has to be there with me to order, so this is quite a step up.

"You nervous?"he asks as we walk into the noisy bar full of guys kissing and grinding on eachother.

I nod, making my way to a stool beside the bar.

We sit on our phones and text eachother random jokes and stuff.

Trevor stops looking at his phone making me also put mine away.

I look up to see ian walking in with a cool blue flannel over a tank top.

Trevor is wearing blue jeans with a blue shirt.

And im wearing a black beenie, black skinny jeans with a wallet chain, a blood witch hoodle with my trans ring and ear rings.
(This is what i would actually ware apart from the trans thing.but id have a black ring)

I smile as he walks up to us.he hugs Trevor and turns to me.

I look at him then Trevor and decide to shake his hand.

He smiles and starts talking to Trevor about how its his first time out in a while and how these idiots ditched Trevor for a stupid party.

"Wanna go join them?"ian asks

I shake Trevor arm to show i wanna say something.

I pretend to down a shot with my hand trying to get them to understand.

"He wants to get wasted!"trevor says over the loud music.

Ian drags us to the other end of the bar to do shots.

Im a very light drinker so i try not to do too many.

"Whats this one for" ian asks holing up the first shot.

Trevor names different types of gays and drag queens and people who like being watched.

"I like being watched"ian says.

"Then this ones for you baby"

We down it one.the tangy taste of the alcohol down my throat makes me wanna be sick.

I make a weird face witch causes ian to laugh.

We do a few more then decide to go dance.
Ian and Trevor dance while im there awkwardly

Trevor steps back and moves me into his place.

"Your welcome"he whispers in my ear.

He stands beside us and dances on his own but makes sure he's not to far from me.

Ian runs his hand from my cheek down to my junk.

"That feel good?"he asks, wrapping his hand around my groind.

I stand there still and look to Trevor for an answer.

"It should, cost him 80 bucks"he says looking at ians confused expression.

"Were packing dummy"he says.

"Aw fuck! You brought a gun in hear?"ian asks me quietly.

"Wait-you saw our charms right? Were trans i thought you knew " Trevor explains.

"Holy shit!you guys are chicks!"ian says looking at us both still very confused.

"No-no, were not chicks.we are trans-men"he says trying to get ian to understand.

"So you dont have a dick?"he asks me spacifically.

"He has several, as do i.there made of silicone.i assumed you were non-binary-"

"Woah!no no no.im-im normal"ian says kindof offended.

"Normal" trevor repeats.

"Yeah.im just not a dude with a vagina"as he says that i hold onto trevors arm, feeling my anxiety build up a bit.or mabey thats the alcohol.

Im only like a little but drunk.mabey

"Were not dudes with vaginas ass hole! Were dudes who don't wanna talk about there genitals to some idiot he just met.we gotta split"trevor says walking away with me still attatched to his arm.

He puts a hand on my shoulder giving me comfort.

"Hey!hey what the fuck i say?"ian says grabbing our shoulders and stopping us.

"You know what man.don't do me any favors.i-i-i could fick any guy here, so could y/n.we don't need your cis-gender ass"trevor says rubing my shoulder.

"I dont know what the fuck that means!alright.im sorry"ian says.hes so clueless hes like a puppy.

"Seriously im really sorry.both of you"he apologises once again.

"I gotta hair trigger for this shit.also i am drunk!"he says looking kindof guilty.
I start feeling the alcohol kick in.

I bop my head along with the music.

"Me too-is he okay?"he asks looking at my drunk-self dancing with trevor whos still pretty pissed.

"Ye.hes a light drinker-imma get another drink you want one?"he asks while trying to get me to stop dancing.

"Y-yeah.let me pay"ian stutters.

"Its okay.vodka soda,right?"he asks while getting out some money.

"Ye"

I nudge trevors arm signaling that i also want one.

He nods and walks over to the bar.

I follow behind him.i do a conga with only us-well only me.

We get our drinks and have some fun.

After that ian and i get together and married.

Im going to make this an actual book where y/n is a transgender man who is also a mut and ian helps them get there voice.

( 865 words )