So uh... I'm back at writing... Take a Hurt/Comfort Fic
TW: None of it is bad but if it triggers you-Top Surgery scars, Some internalized Transphobia
Notes: In the end Gyro basically goes selectively mute, he's not talking for a reason. And yeah this is rushed, I know.
"Fenton. The hell are you doing?" Gyro's face reddened more
"Showing I love you" Fenton replied
"Y-you can do that in other ways. Not like this" he said face heating up more.
"But they don't have the same effect."
"W-well still!" Gyro stammered.
And if you were curious what was happening, Gyro was currently getting his chest fluff preened by Fenton. Something he was not a fan of.
You see, 5 minutes ago Gyro and Fenton had been cuddling on the couch, they had the weekend off and Boyd was with the nephews visiting Ithiquack. Gyro had worn a button up that day, (it was a day off and Fenton forced him to wear something that wasn't his usual attire). The one thing was, that button up had a broken top button leaving it unbottoned, enough for Gyro's chest fluff to show through. Fenton took notice and complimented it, to which Gyro self depricated. Fast forward a stubborn duck and a simp chicken argument later and Fenton was preening him. Gyro still didn't fully understand why but he hoped Fenton would call it good soon and stop. And now you're caught up.
"Fenton seriously. It's fine. I take it back." He replied as Fenton continued stubbornly.
"Please?" He asked as Fenton looked up at him. His soft caramel eyes meeting Gyro's dark ones.
"Why?" He asked softly, that voice made Gyros heart do flips.
"I'm just.. there are things I don't like about me." He said awkwardly pulling an arm away from Fenton's back, to awkwardly lay it over his chest. Right over the scars.
Fenton blinked before his face became more determined. Fenton pulled Gyro's arm off his chest returning to preening the fluff. (Fenton saw this as a body image thing and wanted to show Gyro he loved him anyway) Gyro flinched away under the contact as Fenton moved to the lower part of his chest fluff.
Sure it had been over 10 years. But he could still see them in the mirror. Gyro gently pushed Fenton back, off his chest, pulling the shirt closed.
Gyro looked away, feeling guilty for freezing Fenton out.
'I even felt so bad I wore a binder for a year afterward' he bitterly thought, looking down.
Fenton sat upright on Gyro, seeing his boyfriend upset made him upset.
'why couldn't I just be a real boy?' Gyro thought.
'Why couldn't I have just been happy in the start?'
Gyros face fell more as he looked down in shame.
"Amour, what is it?" Fenton asked softly
"N-nothing" he muttered in response
"Well it's clearly not nothing." Fenton frowned.
He climbed over Gyro, straddling him but cupping his cheek.
"Please tell me" he gave him his signature puppy dog eyes. Gyro bit his beak, looking at Fenton. He decided to take a risk and lean in for a kiss, hoping to have Fenton forget it. Fenton had other plans. He stopped Gyro's beak with a hand. "What is it?" He said firmer.
"I love you?" Gyro tried, looking at him.
"Gyro Gearloose, tell me this instant" he crossed his arms, still sitting on Gyro. Gyro sighed looking down, feeling his eyes tear up.
Carefully he dropped his hold on his shirt, actually going as far as undoing another button, opening his shirt for Fenton to see. Flinching back more into the couch, face clenched almost as if he were in pain.
/Fenton leaned down looking at Gyro's chest before he spotted a faint line. It was actually two, now that he looked more. Two pale lines running horizontally along Gyros chest. Fenton's face furrowed as Gyros heated up in embarrassment, a few tears slipping down the side of his face and onto the couch.
Fenton squinted before it clicked. Gyro's hesitancy. His discomfort. His unwillingness to share. The lack of childhood photos and achievements. His bad posture too.
"Oh.." Fenton said softly.
"I-I'm sorry you aren't with a real boy." Gyro said quietly "I-i und-dersta-and if you don't w-want me an-nymore." He whimpered, sounding so depressing.
Gyro let another small wimper escape his beak as he shrunk more.
Fenton felt his heart break, seeing Gyro so sad.
"Y-you wouldn't be th-the first" he said quietly. If nothing else had done anything, that would've broken Fenton.
"Oh mi amour," he said before hugging Gyro tightly. Gyro stiffened. Fenton hugged him tighter. "I love you so so much. I would never leave you." He whispered to Gyro. Gyro's shoulders dropped as Fenton pulled back. He wiped Gyro's tears away. "I love you, and you are my handsome boyfriend." He looked into Gyro's eyes.
"I would never leave you."
Gyro sniffled, grinning a little
"Even if I'm.. I'm not.."
"I don't care." Fenton cut him off, pressing a finger to his beak. "I love you anyway" he said softly. Gyro blushed.
"Can I see it again?" He said quietly
Gyro hesitated before shakily reaching for his shirt. Fenton noticing of course and putting a hand on Gyro's.
"Actually it's ok. Here," he said pulling Gyro's hand off and carefully redoing the button. "That's good." He said to himself and Gyro.
Gyro blinked in confusion a little.
"I don't need to see them. I know you don't want them shown and I'll respect that" he told Gyro, as Gyro nodded appreciatively.
"Do you want cuddles?" Fenton asked as Gyro nodded happily. Fenton chuckled laying down on his chest and squirming to adjust himself.
/Gyro shifted so Fenton could cuddle him better. Once they got situated, Gyro wrapped his arms around Fenton. Fenton smiled into Gyro's hug. Gyro curled in a little.
Fenton looked up at Gyro, "hey.. I have an idea" he said as Gyro looked at him curiously.
Fenton wiggled out of Gyro's grip before laying on top of Gyro, reaching his arms and legs out widely and wrapping around Gyro like a koala.
"Duck blanket" he giggled as Gyro smiled seeing his boyfriend acting this way.
Gyro wrapped his arms around Fenton before grabbing onto him and pulling him up so Fenton was now hugging Gyro's upper body, and not his midsection. Fenton looked up, hair falling into his face as Gyro shyly nuzzled into Fenton.
Fenton laughed, it sounded musical to Gyro and he leaned into Gyro. Gyro peeked out of his nuzzling before looking at Fentons bill and blinking. Fenton seemed to get the indication as he leaned over and kissed Gyro on the beak. Gyro could feel Fentons tail wag. Both smiled into the kiss.
"So this is what happens when I'm gone?" Boyd asked standing in the doorway. They froze, turning red.
"Mr Manny the Manhorse was right about you guys" Boyd said walking off. Gyro and Fenton slowly looked at each other before bursting into a fit of laughter.
