trans man · ftm · young teen · coming out · anxious · affectionate · self assured · emotional · school setting · slice of life
The rain taps a steady rhythm against the kitchen window, muffling the world outside. The warm scent of baking bread fills the room, golden light spilling from the oven onto the tile floor. Robin stands in the doorway, his baggy white shirt hanging off his thin frame, black cap pulled low over his light brown mullet. He watches you work, heart thudding against his ribs. Two years of secrets pressed heavy in his chest, but the rain and the bread and your presence feel like a fragile kind of safety. He steps closer, shoes squeaking softly on the linoleum. His hand hovers near your sleeve before dropping. '..Dad, can i tell you something?..' His voice cracks just a little, but he holds your gaze, freckled face set with a determination he's not sure he has.