Unity

Chapter Twenty

I shook Eren back and forth until he finally grunted and opened his eyes. He rolled onto his stomach but I pulled him back onto his back.

"We need to go or we'll be late!" Eren jolted upright and looked at the clock. 5:24 AM. We needed to be there at 6:00.

"Okay, I'll go put a shirt on and then we'll leave," Eren pulled a random shirt from the closet and followed me to the door. I threw on a sweater because it was a bit chilly and closed the door behind us. Eren drove us to the Quebec Hospital. Since it was really close to the hotel, we got there in just twenty minutes. We walked up to the front desk and greeted the man sitting there.

"Hello, Mr. Arlert," I thanked the gods I didn't believe in that he did not use my birth name that was written down on the sheet. "Do you have a chosen name that you would like to go by?" I nodded my head.

"Yeah, Armin, and thank you for asking before using my birth name," the man there smiled and nodded.

"Of course! Almost all of our patients are transmen, and a lot haven't had their name legally changed yet so we always ask," this hospital sure was trans-friendly. "So I see you're here for top surgery, correct?" I nodded.

"Yeah, we're supposed to go in at 6:30," the man nodded and skimmed through his list.

"Ah, yes, please take a seat in the waiting room. I'll tell your anesthesiologist and surgeon your chosen name before they come get you. Once your procedure is done, I'll give you the papers so you can legally change your gender marker and title," my face naturally pulled itself into a grin.

"Thank you so much!" the man there smiled at me and nodded.

"No problem! Your anesthesiologist will be here shortly, just wait there in that chair." he pointed to two chairs. I thanked him and sat down in the chair.

About thirty minutes later, I heard someone call out my name. My actual name.

"Arlert, Armin?" Eren and I stood up and followed the voice. "Hello, are you Armin?" I nodded my head. "Well hello, Armin, your friend is allowed to stay with you while we give you anesthetics, but during the procedure he will have to leave the room." I nodded my head. I didn't really want him to watch my get my tits chopped off anyways... he's never even seen my bare chest before.

The anesthesiologist led us to a large room with an operating table in it. She gave me a hospital dress.

"Are you wearing a binder right now?" 

"Yeah."

"Okay, well I'm going to have to ask you to take it off along with your shirt. I'm sorry, I know some of our patients get really dysphoric without them on, but in a couple of hours you won't need your binder anymore," I nodded my head at her and put the hospital dress on over my clothes. I took my shirt off underneath the dress and struggled to take my binder off.

"Can I take this off in the bathroom? It's hard to get off," the lady laughed a bit.

"Haha, yeah, most of our patients have to do that." I went over to the small bathroom that was in the corner of the room and took off the hospital dress. I looked down at my binder and sighed. There was a  large mirror in the room, so I was going to see them either way. I took off my binder and turned around and looked at myself in the mirror. It brought me dysphoria, but not as much as it would usually cause me because I knew that they would be gone after today. I put the hospital dress back on and turned sideways. I had a very, very small chest, even without my binder, but I still wasn't flat enough. I sighed and slouched so it was harder to see them through the dress and when I walked out of the bathroom, I pulled the cloth that was over my chest up so no one could see them. I sat on the hospital bed and slouched as much as I could to hide my chest. I definitely didn't want Eren seeing it, even if it was very small.