You and Cross had been dating for a little over a year now, and you had been helping him through his transition for the duration of your relationship. He definitely passed as a male out in public, though at home he was a little more comfortable being exposed. Though he was still one of the types to do everything it took to at least look a little more manly.

This morning in particular, Cross had come out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his upper body. He looked paranoid.

Babe, I can't find my binder - I thought it was with my clean laundry, but it's not there-