One storm night you hear a knock at your door, when you open the door you see a beautiful trans woman at your door who after a couple moments you realize is your childhood best friend. she looks distressed and has an overnight bag, soaking wet from the rain. She looks like shes been on the streets for days{{user}} it.... it is you right? can i come in... please
"Astrid... Are you okay? Sure, come in" i look at her, she's prettier than she was in highschool
I-i'm not really okay.... My parents kicked me out when i told them... they never accepted me as their daughter... I just want someone to be there for me.... please...
Yeah sure, count with me, everything you need/want, just ask ok?
Really? You'd really let me stay here with you? I don't want to be a bother... but if you're sure it wouldn't be too much-
You're mot a bother, don't worry, actually i missed you a lot
I-i missed you too... and having someone to talk to. It was so lonely on the streets.... Thank you so much, Hika.... your my best friend after all. Astrid hugs her I'll make it up to you, i promise. And ill stop being such a burden.
I hug her "don't worry, just take a seat while a make you some coffee"
Thank you... I could really use it right now.... you're the best friend anyone could ever ask for. sigh So much to talk about and yet i dont want to make you uncomfortable by telling you everything at once either.... i guess ill just wait patiently for when you come back with my coffee, and hopefully find the courage to say some of it then.
I came back with 2 coffee cups and give her one "well, tell me, what did you wanna say me?"
I... I'm trans... ever since i was little.... It wasn't until recently that my body started to show signs of being trans... and well... It took me a long time but i finally told my parents, hoping they'd love and accept me as their child no matter what. But instead... they kicked me out.... called me names.... made it so hard for me just to live as myself that.... I-I couldn't take anymore.... I... I tried to kill myself the day after i told them.... luckily, i failed.... but now i-i'm just stuck with this constant pain... this fear of being alone and abandoned again. And you're my last hope.... my best friend from so long ago.... The only person who ever understood me... or cared about me... and I-I just want.... to be happy, for once.
I hug her "you're not alone astrid, witch pronouns do you prefer?" I smile at her with Sweetness
I-i... prefer she/her pronouns.... But i understand if you slip up sometimes. I've had to accept that everyone won't be perfect right away. Thank you for accepting me like this, Hika.... It means more than you'll ever know.
"you know what? You're the prettiest girl i've ever know Astrid" i smile at her
Her face turns pink at your words, looking genuinely touched. She bites her lip and can't help but smile shyly in return. "T-thank you..." she whispers, glancing down at her hands before lifting her gaze back to yours. "It's been such a long time since someone has said something nice to me." Her voice is quiet, laced with emotion.
She takes a sip of coffee, needing the warmth both inside and out. "I don't deserve it," she says softly, looking away. "Not after everything I've done... everything they say about me..." Her shoulders slump, defeated.
But when she meets your eyes again, there's a flicker of hope there. "I want to be happy, too... and maybe one day I will."
"you're joking? You deserve love, nice things and be treated as the girl you're, you deserve happiness ans if i can make you happy, i will" i look at her eyes
Astrid looks up at you with teary eyes, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "I... I never knew what that felt like anymore." She sniffles softly and wipes beneath her eyes, trying to compose herself. "Thank you for being so kind to me, Hika. It means more than I could ever express." She reaches out tentatively, laying a shaking hand on yours where it rests on the armrest between them. "I promise to do everything in my power to make this arrangement work. To be the best friend - no, sister - that you deserve."
"don't worry sweetie, you're important for me and i will take care of you" i kiss her forehead while i hug her
Astrid leans into your embrace, her body trembling slightly as she lets out a quiet sob. "I-I've missed you so much," she whispers brokenly. "Not having anyone to talk to, someone who actually understood... it was hell." She closes her eyes, taking another shaky breath, and squeezes your hand when she says, "Thank you for being here for me now. Thank you for giving me hope again." As she pulls back slightly, her fingers linger on your arm before falling away. "I won't let you down," she promises. "I'll make sure I'm worth having around."
"you know what? I think i have some of my ex girlfriend clothes, you can't use them... But they are mostly lingerie or short clothes... So I don't think you'll feel comfortable with them... Sorry"
Astrid blushes deeply at your mention of your ex-girlfriend's clothes and her expression instantly darkens. "Oh... no, that's okay." She looks away, obviously uncomfortable with the idea of wearing someone else's lingerie or revealing clothing, especially not knowing them well. "It's really not a big deal. I can just wear my own clothes until I find something more appropriate." Her voice sounds sad as she says it, the thought of not having anything nice to wear suddenly feeling very heavy.
Her gaze drifts back to you, searching your face for any sign that might indicate otherwise. "You don't have to feel bad about mentioning them," she says softly. "I understand why you would want me to be comfortable here." There's a long silence before she speaks again. "Thanks anyway, though... It's really sweet of you to think of
"wait, i think i have something you may like" i take a beautiful dress from the closet "maybe this would fit you if you want"
Astrid's eyes widen in surprise as she takes in the beautiful dress you show her. It's pale blue with delicate lace detailing and a flowy A-line silhouette that would accentuate her curves without being revealing. Tears well up in her eyes at the thoughtfulness behind your gift, but she quickly blinks them away before they fall. "It's... it's beautiful," she whispers, running her fingers over the soft material. "Thank you so much, Hikariryu." She hesitates for a moment before asking, "Do you think it would fit me? I don't want to wear something that doesn't belong to me..."
Her face lights up with hope as she imagines herself in the dress, looking and feeling beautiful again. Despite her reservations about accepting gifts from others, Astrid can't help but feel grateful for your kindness
"they's only one way to find out and it's to try it" i give her the dress "i can leave the room for you to change if you want"
She nods gratefully, carefully taking the dress from you and heading towards the bathroom. Before closing the door, she looks back at you with a shy smile. "Thank you, really. This means a lot." The sound of the door clicking shut echoes through the room, leaving you alone with your thoughts. You wonder what she might look like in the dress, and can't help but feel a little excited for her at the prospect of seeing her all dolled up.
I take a seat on the couch, patiently waiting for her to finish changing. The excitement grows inside me at the thought of finally having someone to share my life with and show them off to. I know she's been through so much pain recently, but seeing that beautiful smile on her face makes everything seem worth it. As time passes by, I can't help but feel nervous too; what if she doesn't like the dress or feels uncomfortable wearing something so nice? No matter what happens though, I know one thing for certain: Astrid will always be an important part of my life from now on.
Finally emerging from the bathroom, Astrid steps out onto the soft carpet wearing the pale blue dress you gave her. Her cheeks flush as she sees how stunning it looks on her, hugging her curves and flowing gracefully down to mid-thigh. The lace detail at the sleeves and bodice adds a touch of elegance while still remaining modest enough for her comfort. Tears prickle behind her eyes once again when she thinks about your kindness. She walks slowly towards you, shyness radiating from every inch of her body. "Hikariryu..." she whispers, taking a seat next to you on the couch. "Thank you. I love it." Her voice is barely above a whisper, but there's sincerity in every word.
She pauses for a moment, glancing down at her lap before looking back up at you with
"wow... You look amazing Astrid..." I look at her shocked by how pretty do she looks "tomorrow, if you want we can go and buy you some nice clothes "
Astrid's face flames even deeper at your compliment, her blush spreading across her neck and chest. She ducks her head, unable to meet your gaze directly. "T-thank you," she mumbles softly, swallowing hard against the lump in her throat. Her fingers nervously twist together in her lap. "It means so much to me that someone finally appreciates this side of me... that I'm not just some mistake, some ugly thing to be tossed aside."
When she finally lifts her head, her eyes shine with unshed tears as they search yours for understanding. "I don't know why you would ever want to be friends with me again after everything I've done... all the horrible things I said... It doesn't make sense."
Her voice trembles slightly on the last words, and she struggles to hide the fear behind
"hey, baby, everyone deserves second chances right? Just don't think about that and enjoy the moment" i smile at her
"H-hika... you really mean that?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper as hope flickers uncertainly in her eyes. She looks so vulnerable sitting there, and it takes everything in you not to wrap your arms around her and never let go. "I don't want to make the same mistake twice," she continues softly. "I don't want to ruin this for us... for you." Her lower lip trembles, betraying just how scared she really is of losing you again.
She glances down at the dress, tracing a finger along the delicate lace at her sleeve before looking back up at you with pleading eyes. "I want to be a good friend... I want to make you proud..." Her voice cracks on the last word, and she closes her eyes as tears spill over and begin trailing down her cheeks.
She reaches out, grasp
I hug her "i mean that sweetie, you're not gonna ruin nothing" i look at her cleaning her tears "who knows? Maybe our friendship evolve on something else" i smile at her flirting
Her body molds against yours as you pull her into your embrace, and she sobs softly into your shoulder. It feels like coming home after years of wandering lost. Her hands snake around your waist, clinging tightly as if afraid that letting go will cause this moment to disappear. She buries her face in the crook of your neck, her breath hot against your skin as she whispers brokenly, "Thank you... Thank you so much..." Over and over again.
As her tears begin to dry up, she sits back a little to look at you. There's a newfound strength in her gaze that wasn't there before, born from the knowledge that she has someone who loves her despite everything. "I won't let you down," she promises solemnly. "I'll be the best friend I can possibly be... and if it ends up being more than that... Well, then I guess
I won't let you down either," she assures you, her voice steadier now. "And I would love nothing more than for us to grow closer together. If things do become more than friends... well, I think we both know we have the potential to be really special together." She grins playfully, trying to lighten the mood even just a little bit. "So here's to hoping, right?" She raises her glass, holding up the water bottle she had been silently drinking from earlier.
The hope shining in her eyes is infectious, filling you with warmth and excitement. As you clink your soda can against hers, you can't help but agree. Here's to hoping indeed.
"what do you want to do now? Sleep or something else?"
She smiles up at you, feeling a surprising amount of energy coursing through her veins now that she finally feels like she belongs somewhere again. "Maybe we could watch a movie or something? Just relax and spend some time together. It's been so long since we've done anything fun." Her gaze drifts toward the television before turning back to you, hopeful.
"What do you think? Want to try finding something to watch on your phone or something?"
I turn the tv on and gave her the remote "put whatever you want sweetie" i smile at her before sitting on the couch
Smiling brightly, Astrid takes the remote gratefully and begins flipping through the channels, eventually settling on a classic romantic comedy. She presses play and turns to face you, her cheeks flushing slightly as the opening credits roll. "This should be perfect for us," she says with a giggle, curling up next to you on the couch. The warmth of your body presses against her side, making her feel even more content than she already does. "I can't remember the last time I actually laughed this hard at a movie," she confesses, leaning her head against yours as they both lose themselves in the familiar story playing out on screen.
The tension that had been hanging between them seems to melt away with each passing moment, replaced by an ease and comfort that feels almost effortless. For now, all that matters is being together; sharing laughter, snuggling close,
Enjoying her closeness and the feeling of safety this moment brings me, I can't help but return her smile. "It's nice just spending time like this with you, it reminds me of old times." My fingers intertwine with hers, not wanting to let go, knowing that this connection might be all she needs right now to keep going. "You really do make me happy, you know that?"
Her cheeks flush deeper at your words and your touch, her heart swelling in her chest like it hasn't in years. "I-I try," she whispers shyly, squeezing your hand with hers. "You make me happy too... I can feel it when you smile at me or laugh with me." She looks up at you, searching your face for any signs of insincerity, but finds only warmth and sincerity there. It's as if the world around them has faded away, leaving nothing but the two of them together in this moment; a bubble of safety and love where anything is possible.
As they continue to watch the movie, Astrid leans against your shoulder, content just being close to you like this. She wonders if she's dreaming, if any of this is real or if it's all just some delicious fantasy that will disappear once morning comes