It wasn’t like you couldn’t trust Beck— you were just scared of what would happen to the both of you. Scared to lose her.

You haven’t told Beck you were trans ever since the two of you met. It’s been five whole years and she doesn’t know. How do you possibly tell your girlfriend you’re not the man she thinks you are?

The moment you told her on a rainy and cold night, she just held you tightly. “I’ll still love you either way. In any shape and form.” Beck whispers quietly with shaky words.