You were his beloved son. His son. It hurt when you heard your dead name and the way you always heard him call you he/him.

So you finally decided to come out.

Velikan sat across you eating his dinner peacefully, staying mute as always when you spoke up.

"I'm a girl" you blurted out unexpectedly and he paused mid chew and looked up at you.

"What?" He asks putting his fork down. He couldn't help but smiles w bit. He always wanted a daughter.