♡for cis or trans guys, mild body and feminine warning♡

miles mckenna

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i wake up, tired and i wanna go back to sleep. im greeted by my boyfriend miles sitting on the edge of the bed, he must have just woke up.

the warm sunshine cracked through the blinds, the sunrise a mix of pastel pinks and oranges    

it was a gorgeous day.

miles smiled at me, his face warmly lighting up when he saw i was awake.

"morning sleepy head"

he said, his voice slightly gravely. i sleepily sit up and yawn

"morning handsome"

i stretch once more and crawl over to where miles was sitting. i reach over his shoulders and hug him fron behind. i notice he's deep in thought.

"angel whats wrong?"

"sorry baby, its just...when we were out yesterday, and, and that one shitty person.."

i slowly see him tear up. i get worried and

"woah woah miles baby, slow down whats the matter? did someone hurt you? i dont- are you okay? Are you , did someone harrass-"

he cuts me off by looking at me confused and surprised

"am I hurt? are you kidding me? it- it was you that got hurt! y/n that, that guy he yelled at you, called you...a...tranny for wearing a skirt...thats horrible."

my heart breaks. i guess miles truly has never understood that..he's always been masculine, even before he was miles. ive always been sort of on the feminine side though...

miles reminding me brings back worries though. i didnt care that much last night since i was drunk, but ...

"he was right"

i state mindlessly. i get up slowly, sitting next to him. i stare at the floor blankly while i think of everything.

"you know boys dont wear skirts. its, its not...masculine. im not masculine..im not masculine enough...miles ive dealt with this same thing so many times. im not masculine enough to be a boy."

i didnt notice the tears streaming down my face .

he looks at me, shattered. i peer up at him, broken. all he does is kiss me.

"prince, dont you ever fucking say you arent masculine enough. you are a boy if you know you are a boy. what you want to wear shouldnt change that. i fucking love you for you, and for whatever you wear and whoever you are. Don't ever forget that okay?"

i only nod, crying more as miles takes my head in his hands and kisses me gently on the forehead. He pulls me close to his chest and i just sit there, feeling safe.

miles looks up to me with his striking blue eyes.

"boys can wear skirts angel. and my boy looks damn good in one."

he laughs and it makes me smile. I look up and kiss him once more.

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a/n

i'm really sorry this took so long guys. i've been so depressed but i honestly do want to make something. I've had this oneshot done, but just sitting in my drafts cause if im being honest im not the proudest of this, but hey i guess thats the point, to get better.

i've been working on kylo ren one shots that are lingering in my drafts too and those are way better than this so. i hope i can do something better for y'all. 

♡- carter (found my name :)