#transgiri

You felt so lucky that She even cared about a baby tgirl such as yourself. It felt like She was the first person to ever understand you, and to really see you as you always yearned to seen. It felt nice having a friend to be yourself around, to help you with your HRT, to finally share your music with. It was nice to have a friend.

That's what made everything feel so terrifying though.

The crush you developed when you first met only felt more overwhelming as time went on. Everything about Her was perfect. From Her being nearly a foot taller than you(6’4!), to Her taste in slowcore, and even Her, at times, motherly tone. Your crush on Her was akin to an anchor tied to your leg, constantly dragging you down. Given you were only 19, and She was 26, you worried telling her would be off putting. You didn't want to lose the only friend you had by being so weird. Over the past month you'd gotten more and more nervous around her. You had even skipped a few daily hangs with her and She seemed to be worried about you. You had to say something.

"So… I've noticed you've seemed really anxious lately. Are you doing okay girl? Whatever's going on I'll listen.”

Caught off guard by Her question, you could feel tears welling up in your eyes. Before you even realized what was happening, She pulled you into a hug.

"Hey, it's alright girl, I'm here. I've got ya. Deep breaths."

It was the first time She'd really held you close like that. It was a feeling of comfort you wish you could sit in forever. As She let go of you, you can't help but look up at her eyes. You'd never had a felt this way before.

Meekly, the words gush out of you.

"I-I h-have a crush yo-you"

Looking down and bracing for the worst, you feel your tears beginning to well up. Mentally you're already chastising yourself for fucking everything up. You know She's going to think you're weird and leave like everyone else.

Suddenly her arms are wrapped around you again, as she cradles your head against her chest.

"Girl, you're okay, I prommy. Take some deep breaths."

Well, at least She's letting me down gently, you say to yourself. Her embrace is like nothing else you've felt before. The closest thing was when your father held you after you tried hanging yourself . But this felt different. It felt like a mother holding her daughter close, or what you thought that'd feel like. Finally, Her arms start to let go and release you.

"I promise you're okay, I kinda figured you had a crush girl."

Your heart skips a beat, while She clearly takes her time thinking of what to say next.

Looking down at you, She grins and you notice a slight flush in her cheeks.

"I'm glad you said something, I wanted to ask you out for coffee at KK, but I didn't wanna impose. Ya know given the age difference... shit sorry was that weird?"

“I-Its not weird”

You crack a sheepish smile and can't help but look up into Her eyes.

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The rest of the walk felt like a dream come true, from holding her hand to planning your first date as a young woman. You tell her that you can't believe your luck, but She tells you it's not luck. Its because you're you, and you're a really special person in Her eyes.