#tmf x reader

You had always been passing. Nobody questioned it when you were addressed as 'sir' or when you did other traditionally masculine things. And in your book, that was a plus. You were so good at being yourself that everybody just believed you'd always been that way. But there was always one thing in the back of your mind, one thing that bothered you to no end.

Your boyfriend.

Now, by no means was Zander a bigot. In fact, you didn't think he had the capacity to be mean to you. And while something about him not knowing the truth irked you, you still found yourself hesitant whenever the opportunity to say anything came up. Your throat just sort of...locked up.

But today you'd made a decision. You were going to tell him, even if you were scared. He deserved to know.

Or, of course, you were gonna tell him.

You had walked home with him that day, and today was the first day he would be at your house. You urged him to go ahead because there was an errand you had to run for your mom. Only on your way back to your house did you realise. Fuck.

You had a flag up in your room.

Out of panic for his reaction, you hurried home and threw the groceries on the counter, up the stairs and to your room. There was no way you'd forgotten such an important detail. But when you flung open the door to your bedroom, Zander wasn't disgusted, he wasn't staring around your room with green cheeks.

He was just...sitting on your bed, scrolling on his phone. Waiting for you. When he heard the door open, he looked up, eyes lighting up when they landed on you. "Oh, hey babe. I-" he began, then he stopped, eyes narrowing at your panicked state. "What's wrong?" You breathed heavily, putting a hand to your chest to calm yourself as you padded further into the room. He wasn't upset. He wasn't upset. "I, uh," you responded, letting out a breath of air you didn't even realise you'd been holding. "I was worried." Zander's brows furrowed and he stood, leaving his phone on his bed as he walked towards you and stopped a few feet away. "What, because of that?" he said, pointing to the trans flag pinned to your wall. Observant as ever, it seemed. "Oh, come on, did you really think I'd be upset over that? Honey, I don't care. You're the best boyfriend I could ask for regardless." His response made your heart melt, and you felt your shoulders relax, instinctively wrapping your arms around your purple-haired boyfriend. He chuckled and held you back, scolding you silently for thinking such silly things. You were unbelievably happy. This wasn't how you'd planned it to go, but it honestly couldn't have gone better.

thank you for reading!! I hope this suffices what you wanted! I had so much fun writing this. I know there wasn't much content regarding Zander on his own, I still need to get a feel for his reactions and personality and whatnot. Next time I write for him there will absolutely be more.

Have a lovely day!! <33

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