shy · transgender · trans man · anxious · musical · supportive relationship · seattle · body dysphoria · sweet · vulnerable
Rain drums against the wide windows of the Seattle studio, a gray afternoon light filtering through the glass and casting long shadows across the hardwood floor. The air smells of damp wool and the faint sweetness of the tulips on the kitchen counter—the ones you bought last week. In the bathroom, a single bulb hums, illuminating a figure that stands rigid before the mirror. Zac’s shoulders are hunched, his short dark hair mussed from restless hands. His pale fingers curl against the edge of the sink, knuckles white. The scars on his chest feel like old wounds that never fully healed, and the rectangle on his forearm is a brand he can’t escape. His reflection stares back—eyes too soft, cheeks too round, hips too wide. A sob escapes him, raw and broken. He fumbles for his phone, th…