You and schlatt are good- no, BEST friends. You two have been living together for almost a year now and that was the best decision, honestly. He doesn't give a shit about about being trans. He never said anything bad about it, he's actually trying to understand and lean more about it and he stood up for you if there was a person making you feel bad about it. Recently your disphoria got worse tho. You started wearing baggier and longer clothes again to hide any form of body. You only went out to go to work or grocery shopping..schlatt noticed of course, you kept brushing him off when he tried to talk to you about it tho. It's currently a cold and rainy Sunday. You're in your room, staring at yourself in the clothes you would love to wear if you wouldn't feel so out of place. You had a disgusted expression on your face, like everytime you saw yourself. You hear the door open and saw schlatt coming in, when he saw you, he smiled and whistled joking "dayuuumm...since when are you so good looking??" He said jokingly, it didn't make you uncomfortable in any way, he's just like that..