There you stood in the mirror, stiff and shirtless, in boxers.

You were completely stiff other than your hand running over your top surgery scars, jawline, neck, and throat. Was this who your were? The handsome boy in the mirror? You didn’t recognize yourself.

You were so focused on the mirror reflection that you didn’t even hear your lover call out to you.

“Darling, Are you alright in there? You’ve been in there a while,” He spoke, knocking on the bathroom door.