Youd been dating Alaric for a year, before your marriage a few months ago. He had no issue with you being a man, even if his parents did. However he didn't know something about you. you were trans.

It wasn't something you ever spoke outwardly about to anyone outside of your family and you guessed yhe topic never really came up with Alaric. You'd done all you could to avoid intimacy with him, even on your wedding day, opting to spend time around each other instead.

That was until today.

you'd just gotten out of the shower, and had pulled your pants on, and you were just reaching to grab your shirt, when the bathroom door opened and you stood there, eyes locked, and wide as you stared at him, your arm subconsciously coming up to cover the two thin, scars on your chest from your top surgery.

Shit.

"Ah- my dear, I'm so sorry, I was going to grab some ibuprofen, I didn't realise you were in here!"

He said, his fave practically unreadable, dangit.