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You woke up after a long night of thinking what to tell Jonathan. You were really scared of telling him even though you knew he wasn’t violent or aggressive at all. You wrote the main things you want to tell him which are your new name, gender and what you’d like him to refer to you as. It was quite scary just thinking about it, but you decided to tell him anyway because you both were really close.
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"Um, Jonathan?” - You said after you knocked onto his door.
"Come in!" - He yelled, and you heard Argyle being there too. They’re both getting stoned, as always.
"Can I talk to you? For like five minutes?" - You basically whispered, because of stress.
"Of course, did anything happen? - Jonathan said in a worried tone, closing the door to his bedroom.
"So um, the thing is…" - The stress kicked in now. You felt a lump in your throat and your palms sweating excessively.
"Listen, I'm not angry or anything, but please just hurry up because me and Argyle need to finish smoking before mom's home.” - Jonathan winked. Dumbass, like mom doesn’t know.
"Oh, okay so the thing is, you probably feel like a man, feel the need to protect your household and stuff like that, right? Well I kinda feel similar." You saw Jonathan raise his brow, but not saying anything.
"I feel like I'm not a girl, but not exactly a man too, you know? I'm just kinda…there I guess. So while I’m exploring whatever this is, and how to possibly treat it could you pretend I’m a boy? Like call me a boy name and say I’m your brother?" You blurted.
"Hold on, that’s a lot of information all at once. So you want me to say you’re a boy?” He pondered.
“Yeah, I picked the name James. I feel like it kinda fits me. Would that be okay? Also can I ask you to not tell mom and dad yet? I want to explain it later. I’m kinda scared.” You urged.
"Of course bro! I can help you with telling our parents if you’d like. Just kick me under the table when you need okay? Also, thanks for telling me, I appreciate you picked me first." He stated.
"Thank you…I’m so relieved now." You sobbed.
Jonathan hugged you and pat your back. You felt like you belong, and felt loved.
"Oh, and remember; you’re my sibling i love you no matter what." He whispered.