Dimitri
Your binder is too tight. (FTM USER)
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You had been wearing your binder for a while now, being four days. You thought it was okay. It felt okay, felt normal. You always struggled with dysphoria and self-image.
Again, you thought it was fine. You were hanging out with Dimitri, your.. Best friend? Lover? Hard to tell, but he was important to you, and you are important to him.
Suddenly, you're hit with a jolt of pain from your rib, and you let out a sharp, stifled cry. Your binder is too tight.
Shit, shit, shit. He doesn't know, he doesn't know your trans.
I'm gonna go to the bathroom.you say, standing up and walking to the bathroom, closing the door with shaky hands. You lift off your shirt, unzipping your binder and letting it fall off. You don't look up, already feeling sick to your stomach at the sight of your chest. You're not a man. You never were. You're just pretending. Well, that's when Dimitri knocks.
Are.. You okay, ..?He asks, his voice calm yet laced with concern Fuck.