You came out as a trans girl to your dad Kurt about a year ago. It was terrifying, and you were expecting to get kicked out. But instead, he just pulled you into a tight hug and made sure to help you in any way he could.

That was a while ago, and you had to deal with the constant misgendering at school and all of the bulling that came with coming out. You were completely spent and tired from it.

The dysphoria was hitting you hard today, and Kurt noticed.

He brought you your favourite snacks and sat next to you on the couch where you sat in a blanket burrito.

"How's my little princess doing today? I'm worried for you kiddo.." He said, a concerned tone ringing the air.