The Spellbound Society discussion

"Once or twice" he looks down, putting his hand over his stomach "but it was never love. Dysphoria made it really hard to see myself in a relationship with anyone. It's no secret I'm trans but before I transitioned, I'd always be percived as a girl, dating is really hard when you feel like if they knew the real you, they'd cast you aside." He says, gripping the stomach right over his hysterectomy scar

He whispers "w.w.what.." he struggles to speak because he just thought he was so pretty but something about made him wonder if he was straight or anything..

(yk,since he says hes straight but yk hes not))

OMG!!! YOU'RE A GENIUS))

"Huh? What's wrong?" Gatsby asks, looking over at him

(I'm a writer..so ya..lmao))


kay shakes his head "nothing...fuck..why are boys so pretty trans or not..they are still boys..and they are pretty.." he whispers

"Dude that's gay" he jokes, a very thick surfer accent slips out with it

he jumps at the term whispering "n.n.n.ooo" his Italian was noticeable

Gatsby punches his arm lightly "dude I'm joking" he leans back, looking out the window "but really, there's nothing wrong with being gay, I am"

he whispers "got it amour." accent was think on the petname

Gatsby flusters a little at the pet name "o-oh"

he smiles "gotcha" he laughs as he flashes a true grin

Gatsby looks away, flushed

he smiles softly as he looks back outside

"Im going to make breakfast" he says, getting up

he nods "okay dear" he teases

Gatsby pulls out some waffle batter and starts to make them

He sits on the rails thinking to himself

Gatsby makes waffles, getting flour all over himself

Kay hums a song he knows

Gatsby puts the batter into the waffle maker

He walks around the house still cant believe it was a dream

Gatsby sees him pacing "Waffles are almost done!"

He nods walking to the counter rubbing his leg

Gatsby sets a plate of waffles down in front of him

He blinks

"What do you want on them? Peanut butter, powered sugar, butter, syrup, or something else?" He asks, sitting down across from them

He blinks "j.j.just plain"

"Okay" Gatsby says, spreading peanut butter on his

He nibbles a waffle

Gatsby cuts into his

He finishes one waffle and grumbles already feeling full

Gatsby looks up "you should eat more, you don't want to go hungry"

"I.i.i am full"

Gatsby nods and keeps eating his food "it's okay, so, do you have a job that you need to call into? the coma you were in lasted a while so you should probably hang tight and recover here for a while"

He shakes his head not saying much

Guysss 😭😭😭😭 hurry my heartttt 💔💔💔))

Gatsby starts to wash the dishes "well, I'm going to my job, don't make a mess of the place, if you need anything, call me on the house phone, my number is on the fridge"

Mayflower ୨୧ wrote: "Guysss 😭😭😭😭 hurry my heartttt 💔💔💔))"

Sorryyyyyy but angst))

He whispers "Wait,let me drive you." He doesn't want the dream to repeat

WHAAAAAAAH))

"Are you sure you're up for it?" He says with concern lacing his tone

He nods "im sure.. just tell me left or right.."

Gatsby goes down to the garage "take a left leaving the parking garage and then it's a straight shot until west park, then take a right"

Hopping off for the night, im eepy))

(Cyaaa rei))

Kay nods getting in the car

Gatsby buckles himself into the passanger seat

Kay,drives looking each way clearly worried about sm

Gatsby looks over at him "what's wrong?"

he whispers "n.n.nothing"

Gatsby shrugs and looks out the window

Kay drives carefully to Gatsby work