
@Elder-God-Jacks347
"Oh, I should probably say, you're trans. Probably should've said that at the start." She chuckled awkwardly. "You've had all the surgery but you are a trans guy."
"Oh, I should probably say, you're trans. Probably should've said that at the start." She chuckled awkwardly. "You've had all the surgery but you are a trans guy."
"Yeah…" He sighed softly. "I'm thankful for that." He whispers as he looked at her. "Is there something wrong with that?" He asks, his eyes suddenly turning sad.
"No! Absolutely not! There's nothing wrong with that at all." She smiled softly.
He nods before curling in on himself, trying to find a comfortable position. Everything hurt though. He slowly sighed and straightened out again.
She brushed his hair out of his face. "I know you must hate it here but you'll be out soon, I promise."
He leaned into her hand, a small sigh leaving his lips. "Okay…" He whispers, looking up at her.
She sighed softly, smiling sadly. "I wish you had your memories back. I miss my boyfriend."
He sighed at that and looked down. "I know…" He mumbles, his eyes shutting. "But I'm still here… just a little broken is all…" His voice cracked a little.
"I know baby, I know. But I know you'll get them back soon. It'll just take some time, that's all."
He sighed before looking at her. "Okay…" He whispers as he shuts his eyes again.
She leaned down and kissed his forehead lightly. "We'll get through this, I promise."
"Thank you." He mutters softly as he shuts his eyes. He gave a small sigh as he relaxes into the bed.
She just smiled. "Just doing my job, love." She wanted him back. She really did. But how could she help to trigger his memories while they were still stuck in here?
(le poke)
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