"Hey Bell," Oliver said as Bella shut the door to their shared apartment. "Hey" Bella mumbled softly. "Everything okay?" Oliver asked. Bella nodded and smiled at Oliver, "yep just tired." She said but Oliver knew that wasn't true. "Are you sure?", Oliver asked. Bella smiled and nodded, "yep," she said her tone uplifting. "You know I can tell your lying," Oliver said. "Just drop it, Ollie... Please?" Bella said. Oliver sighed softly but nodded, "sure," he said. "What would you like for dinner tonight," He asked. "Oh Sorry I um ate at work," Bella said. Oliver sensed something was off but he told bell he'd drop it so he didn't push the subject. "Okay," He said simply. Bella quietly sighed, "you can go ahead and eat I'm gonna shower," She said. Oliver nodded going over to Bell pecking her lips. Bella smiled a soft real smile, "I love you," Oliver said softly. "I love you too Ollie," Bell mumbled kissing Oliver softly then going off to shower. Oliver ate and cleaned up the kitchen waiting on Bell but after an hour she was still in the shower which was a long time for her. Oliver went to there room and heard the water running and Bell crying. Oliver knocked on the door, "bell?" He called. He heard Bella sniffle and clear her throat "Yeah?" She said her voice hoarse. "You okay?" He asked. "Yeah I'll umm I'll be out in a minute," she said sniffing. Oliver sighed softly, "Okay," he said softly sitting on their bed propping his legs up. Bell came out a few minutes later in shorts and one of Oliver's hoodies that was big on her small frame with her long hair in a beenie "Hey cutie, your not hot in that?" He said. Bell blushed lightly at the pet name but shook her head making sweater paws. "Nope," she said her voice had an edge of sadness to it. "Can we talk for a bit?" Oliver asked. Bell looked at him feat in her eyes, "don't worry I just wanna talk about a few things" he said softly sitting crisscross. Bella nodded and sat across from him pulling her knees up and resting his chin on them. "I'm worried about you," Oliver said. "Somethings bothering you I can tell please talk to me," he said softly. Bella looked down picking at his fingers. Oliver gently took her hands in his own. "I'm just there to listen to you Bell and not judge you I wanna help you but you have to talk to me," he said. Bella gripped Oliver's hands willing herself not to cry. "You won't love me anymore if I tell you" She mumbled quietly. "Of course I will I'll always love you baby girl," he said. She pulled her hands away from him. "You wouldn't understand" she grumbled. "You don't know that," he said. "I do" she mumbled. "Please talk to me," he said. He gently held her wrists but she winced. Oliver froze letting her go. Her whole body was tense. "Bell... what did you do?" He asked. Bell was silent not meeting his eyes. Oliver carefully grabbed her hand and held her wrists face up going to pull her sleeve but she pulled her arm away. "I'm not mad baby but I need to see," he said softly. Bell shook her head hiding her face. "Please don't fight me baby girl," he said. "Don't call me that" she snapped loudly. "Okay, I'm sorry I didn't realize you didn't as that" Oliver said gently. She huffed and Oliver gently held her hand "Please?" He said. She sighed and hesitated before holding her wrist out. Oliver very carefully rolled up her sleeves raveling deep gashes up and down her arm that looked new but none were bleeding. "Oh Bella..." he said softly. "Don't call me that" she mumbled. "Okay...?" He said softly. "What would you like me to call you?" He asked. Bell didn't answer. "Bell?" He asked. Bell shook her head. "Is there a different name you'd like me to call you?" He asked. She shook her head yes. "Well, what is it?" He asked. Bell once again didn't answer. "I will call you whatever you'd like it doesn't matter to me but I can't do that if I don't know what you'd like to be called," Oliver said. "Your boyfriend," she said. "...what?" He asked softly. Bell was shaking "I'm a boy" she or he said. "I- I don't understand," Oliver said. "Told you you wouldn't" he mumbled. "You haven't said anything but your a boy how could I, " Oliver said. Bell shrugged. "Please help me understand this b-. I... I'm willing to listen to you and try and understand" he said. He looked up at Oliver only revealing his eyes. "Really?" He mumbled. "Of course," Oliver said. Bell sighed looking away but lifting his head from his legs. "I- I'm transgender," he said. Oliver nodded slowly "okay. What exactly does that mean?" He said. "It means someone who was born as a certain gender but that's not who they are," Bell said. "So how you were born as a girl but you're not anymore," Oliver asked. "I never was," he said. Oliver nodded "okay I don't get it per say but I understand what you're telling me," Oliver said. "What does that mean for you," he said. "What do you mean?" He asked. "What would you like to be different about the way you live and the way I treat you?" He said. "I don't wanna go by Bell," he said. "I got that much what would you like to go by," he asked. "I was thinking...Barry short for Bartholomew instead of Belltholomew" he said. "Okay" Oliver said. "And I'm gonna go out in a limb and say you don't wanna go by she/her either," Oliver said. Barry nodded "yeah," he said. "Okay I will do my best but this isn't in my wheelhouse it's not something I've ever had to handle before," he said cautiously. Barry nodded and wrapped his arms around Oliver hugging him tightly. "I love you" he mumbled. "I love you to baby," he said softly. "Is that pet name okay? Does it bother you?" Oliver asked. Barry shook his head "no your fine" he said. Oliver nods "if I say or call you something that upsets you just tell me ok?" He said. Barry nodded as he pulled away. "How would you feel about me getting a haircut?" He asked quietly. "Of course. it's your hair," he said softly. "I know but I wanna come out and I wanna start being a real boy," he said. "And that totally okay with me," he said. Barry smiled softly "are you sure? Cause that makes you not straight" he said. "It's fine I don't care I love you for you," Oliver said. Barry smiled widely and tackled Oliver into a bear hug. Oliver chuckled wrapping his arms around barry laying down with Barry on his chest. They both sat in each other's arms for a bit before Oliver spoke up, "you know I can't just pretend I didn't see your wrist," he said. Barry sighed "Yeah I know," He said. "Why? Why do that to yourself. Does it make you feel better I don't understand" he said. "I don't know how to explain it. I... I like it" he said. "You can't keep doing it I can't just let you hurt yourself," Oliver said. Barry sighed, "I know," he said. "I'll stop," he said softly. "Thank you," Oliver said kissing Barry's head. "I'm gonna trust you with this meaning I'm not gonna be over your shoulder checking your arm every five minutes but that also means that if you do make a mistake I need you to tell me." Oliver said. Barry nodded, "that's fair," he said softly. Oliver kissed his head. "Anything else you wanna get off your chest while we're talking?" He asked. Barry thought for a second before nodding. "Yeah umm, a few weeks ago when we had sex and the condom broke... you asked if I was pregnant and I told you I took a test to be sure and it said negotiate but um... it didn't..." Barry said. "You're pregnant?" Oliver asked. Barry shook his head. Oliver gave him a look of confusion. "I got an abortion," he said. "And you didn't think to include me in that decision?" Oliver asked. "It's my body Oliver," Barry said slightly defensive. "I would have let you do whatever you wanted but you still should have told me!" Oliver said. "I didn't know if you would have agreed to me getting the abortion." Barry said. "So what you decided that we weren't going to have kids!" He said. "No of course, not Ollie it's something we can talk about but I will not carry a child. I refuse" Barry said. "So what you want to adopt some random kid," Oliver said. "Maybe or we can figure something else out but I'm not going to carry a child," he said. "I want a kid that's ours," Oliver said. "It'll be ours no matter who it pops out of," Barry said. "Did you really think as a trans guy I'd carry a child!" Barry said. "Yeah because your a girl be-Barry no matter what pronouns or gender you identify with that won't change," Oliver said. Barry got up and jerked on some sweatpants. "Where are you going?" Oliver snapped. "OUT" Barry yelled slamming the door behind him and the front door. Oliver huffed and laid back sighing angrily.