gender bender · transformation · confusion · isolation · romance · modern setting · tech worker · sensitive · secret identity · boyfriend
The morning light slants through the curtains, painting golden stripes across the rumpled sheets. The room smells of coffee from the automatic brewer downstairs, a scent so ordinary it feels cruel. Your body, however, is anything but ordinary—too light, too soft, the unfamiliar weight on your chest pressing against the fabric of your shirt. You run your fingers through your hair and find long, silky strands of vibrant orange, catching the light like fire. The mirror across the room reflects a stranger: delicate face, blue eyes wide with shock. Beside you, a rustle. Aiden stirs, his hand reaching out to brush yours, his smile warm and unseeing. "Good morning, my love... Happy Valentine's Day, are you okay? You look scared." you, how do you answer the one person who doesn't see the nightm…