Bill Hader Imagines

I Want To Be With You (Bill Hader)

Warnings: Mentions of transphobia, Reader is a trans male

Y/N and Bill had been on a few dates, and Y/N was developing strong feelings for Bill. So he decided that before things became serious, he would tell Bill the truth about who he really was.

Bill had invited Y/N over tonight for dinner, and he decided to tell Bill tonight. He was super nervous because he didn't know how Bill would react. He really liked Bill, and he liked were things were going between them, but he had to tell him.

Y/N got into his car and drove over to Bill's house. The closer he got to his house, the more his nerves escalated.

He arrived at Bill's house and got out of his car. He walked up to the door and knocked. As soon as the door was opened, a pair of strong arms wrapped around Y/N, pulling him into a tight hug. He laughed a little as Bill let him go.

"You didn't miss me that much did you?"
"Of course, I did. I missed looking at your pretty face."

Y/N blushed slightly as Bill grabbed his hand and lead him to the kitchen. Y/N gasped as he entered Bill's dining room, seeing candles and a table beautifully decorated.

"Well, what do you think?"
"It's beautiful, Bill."

Bill grabbed Y/N's hand again and lead him to the table, pulling out his chair for him to sit in. They ate the amazing dinner that Bill prepared and laughed and joked about him almost biting his house down.

They finished their dinner and Y/N decided that now was a good time to tell Bill. He looked over at Bill and tried to find the right words to say.

"So, Bill. There's something really important that I need to tell you."
"Go ahead. I'm all ears."
"I'm transgender."
"What?"
"Let me explain."

Y/N sighed, thinking about how poorly it went last time he told someone his past. He took a deep breath and looked at Bill to find him already looking at him.

"From a young age, I always felt different. Everyone around me was saying that I was a girl, but I didn't feel like one. I always felt drawn to things that were considered to be boy's things. I began my transition when I turned eighteen. My parents weren't and still aren't supportive of it, but I'm happy with who I am. I totally understand if this is too much for you, and if you don't want to be with me, it's okay-"
"Wait, stop. What makes you think I don't want to be with you?"

Y/N took a deep breath and looked away from Bill. He didn't know what to say. His own fears and anxieties were beginning to crowd him. He looked back towards Bill.

"I-I don't know."
"Hey, listen to me. I want to be with you. I support you, and I'm here for you. You're an amazing person, and there's nothing that I would change about you. I like you just the way you are."

Y/N was speechless. He was absolutely shocked at the words that came out of Bill's mouth. He couldn't form any words so he leaned forward a bit, and Bill met him half way in a sweet kiss.

When air became a necessity, they both pulled back and smiled at each other. Bill stood up and stuck his hand out for Y/N to grab. They walked hand in hand to the living room, and Bill turned on Forensic Files reruns.

Bill pulled Y/N down on the couch and cuddled with him. Within minutes, Y/N heard little snores coming from Bill. He laughed quietly and brushed his hair back with his fingers.

Y/N smiled, thinking about how Bill was okay with who he is. He was genuinely happy and content being with Bill. He could spend forever lying in his arms, and he intended on doing it.