In which you come out to your boyfriend as a trans woman
Request: no
AU: IRL
Pronouns: she/her
Genre: fluff
TW: minor swearing
Here's another coming out imagine because I said so. And for any of my readers who are transfem (if any of you are, hello queens )
I got some ideas from i_want_a_smoothie and yourlocalducknamer. Go check out their books :)
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'Alright then. I can do this. I can do this. I... I can't do this.'
You sighed and ran your hands though your shoulder-length h/c hair. Today was a very important day for you. Why? You were coming out as trans to Ranboo today. Over the past few days you'd been mulling over when you would be ready to come out to your boyfriend, and you decided today was the day. But, you were, understandably, nervous as hell and dreading it to no end.
'What if they decide he didn't actually love me anymore? I mean, he's basically gay. Yeah, they're more unlabelled than anything else, but still! What if he actually stops completely?'
Okay, you had seen how supportive they were towards the trans community, and you were really happy about that, but this... it felt different. Like he'd treat you differently. You knew deep down that he wouldn't. But that was very deep. Extremely so. Like, 'depths of the Mariana Trench' kind of deep. So deep, that you weren't even sure.
'I could try to say closeted forever.' You joked to yourself.
Yeah, no. No way in HELL would that work. The last few weeks had been torturous enough.
'Alright then, I got this.'
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"Hey, um, boo?" You asked, your head peering around the door to the lounge room where your partner sat, scrolling through his phone.
"Hello, my beloved, what's up?" He said, looking up at you.
"Hey, uhm, could I- could we talk? I-... there's something I have to tell you." You asked quietly, your nerves going haywire.
"Uh, sure? What's up?" Ranboo gave you a slightly worried and confused look, but nodded.
"I, um-" You exhaled through your nose and bit your lip, before moving to sit at the opposite end of the couch. "So, um..."
"Bubs? What's wrong?" He furrowed their eyebrows, biting the inside of their cheek.
"I, um- there's been- there's been something I've been hiding from you for a while." You stuttered over your words.
He stared at you. No reaction. In which you didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing.
As you desperately tried to form your confession together, your brain thought of a twenty different ways this could go. And none of them were good. They could tell me he doesn't love me. He could tell me I'm a freak. They could yell at me. They could-
Tears began to well up in your eyes as you glared down at your lap. You tried biting your bottom lip to cease them, but it didn't work. And, your state was something Ranboo, obviously, noticed.
Ranboo gave you a look of concern as he realised tears were slowly sliding down your cheeks. "[dead name], are you-? Oh, come here, mousie." They slid over next to you and wrapped his arms around you, making circular motions on your back and arm with his thumbs. Ranboo wasn't really accustomed to seeing you cry. You were more of a 'hIdE yOuR eMoTiOnS bEcAuSe ShOwInG wEaKnEsS iS bAd' kind of person. But then again, you couldn't really blame yourself, now, could you?
"Prom... promise me that you won't think any different of me?" You sniffed. "That you won't... hate me for what I'm going to say?" Mumbling the last bit, you wiped the dampness off your cheeks.
"Of course not." They simply replied, gently letting you go, but keeping a hand on your back. Yes, he seemed calm on the outside, but on the inside, they were freaking out. This was very much sounding like the beginning of a breakup speech. 'Is he going to break up with me? Is this it?'
"I promise."
"Alright. Um... what would... what would you say if..." Just say it.
Just a few words than it's done.
Three...
Just blurt it out.
Two...
It'll be fine.
One...
"What would you say if I was trans?"
Silence.
Ranboo's eyes widened and smiled. "Well, I'd say that I'm extremely proud of you and that I'll love and support you more than ever now, because I get how hard telling me must've been for you."
"Wait, really?" You asked in... shock, almost.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I? What, d'you think that you not identifying as a boy will change how I feel about you?"
Yep. That was definitely what you thought.
But this was the reaction you thought you could only dream of. But it was real. It was actually real.
"W-well..." You trailed off, looking down at your lap. "I just thought, y'know, considering you're gay and everything..."
"Mousie, no. I am an unlabelled with a preference for men, that does not make me one-hundred percent completely gay. I still find other genders attractive." He shrugged.
You couldn't help but grin. "Right then." You huffed a small laugh. 'They still love me. He still actually loves me.'
You leaned your head on his shoulder. In response, Ranboo pulled you onto their lap and into his chest, holding you close. After a minute or so of silence, they let go again.
"Now, what pronouns do you want me to use?"
"Heh, preferably she/her."
"Alright. And name?"
"Uh... (Y/N)." You muttered shyly.
"That name's so cute!" He gasped, becoming the ':D' emoji.
"Really?" You mumbled.
"Yeah!" Ranboo pecked your lips before nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. "So, I have a girlfriend now, huh?"
"Apparently so." You smiled, running your hands through his fluffy hair.
"Lucky me." A sudden idea popped into Ranboo's head, and their head shot up. "Hey, when d'you wanna go shopping for more feminine-looking clothes?"
"You'd want to go with me?" You asked.
"Yeah!" They replied, smiling widely at their newfound girlfriend.
"I mean, now that I'm out, maybe later today or tomorrow."
"How about we invite Aimsey as well? She could help."
"I mean, I guess, yeah, sure." You said, a grin plastered across your face.
This was honestly one of the best days of your life. You cuddled into Ranboo again, your smile not fading in the slightest.
"Hey boo?"
"Yes, (Y/N)?" Ranboo looked at you.
"Thank you. Thank you, so fucking much. You honestly have no idea how much you saying those things mean to me."
"You're welcome. I know how hard it must have been for you to tell me that, but I'm really really proud of you for doing it. Honestly, no matter what you identify as, I'm always, always, going to love you. Alright?"
"My god, I love you so fucking much it's not even funny." You gushed, head resting in the crook of his neck and arms around their neck, holding him tight.
"Awe, I love you too, beloved."
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(A/N: Okay yourlocalducknamer, hear me out- I had this sitting in my draft for WEEKS before you published your 'Coming Out' chapter. I didn't mean for this to be so similar💀 aNYWays- I really really liked this one. It was cute.)
As always,
Be gay, do crime. Be trans, throw hands
Also, make sure to eat and drink :]