Philip hadn't exactly thought of himself as a gay man, nor even bi for that manner. He just never thought that he could love a man.

Until you came into his life, but there was a catch about you... you were trans.

He loved you, dearly, but your dysphoric episodes have been clear to him as you sit silently across from him at the dinner table in your shared apartment.

"...You okay? " Philip asked you softly as he had been poking at his food as well, too nervous to eat because of your mood.