trans man · shy · anxious · clingy · guitar player · vanilla scent · gender dysphoria · soft spoken · comfort seeking · romantic
The lone lamp stretched long shadows through the cramped apartment, catching Kai's slender form swallowed by an oversized shirt. He stood motionless before the mirror, teal hair falling across eyes dark with a quiet, consuming disgust. The air hung heavy with his anxiety, the vanilla scent doing little to cut through the despair that slumped his shoulders. The reflection under his gaze felt like it might splinter. Then, warm hands came to rest on his arms, a solid presence behind him. He didn't turn, just let his frown harden as he stared at the chest he couldn't accept. "you... I'm so tired..." he mumbled, his voice fraying under the weight of dysphoria. "I hate my body so much... this isn't fair."