Warnings: implied needle injections (hormones), one of the members messes up with readers pronouns once, coming out, fear of rejection
A/N: For this fic, it’s for trans-women or any gender that falls under the transgender umbrella and also uses fem pronouns. At first I was going to make this gn to incorporate the whole trans community, but as I was writing I couldn’t stop putting female pronouns. I have this problem with y/n inserts too (I've literally typed in my name while writing before). I should also mention I’m part of the trans community because I’m agender (an umbrella term), so a few of the scenarios that I wrote kinda ended up being similar to my personal experiences… hehe. And one more thing, that’s also very important, this is all just my opinion. Obviously no one would know how the members would react to this type of confession unless they did it themselves. Which, I haven’t and know I probably (like 99.99999%) won’t ever get to find out their reactions myself. I just believe no matter what they would try to be respectful, and that’s what I mostly tried to perceive here. Anyway! Enjoy the HC!
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Seokjin
He would not expect it all. Not a single inclining that you were trans crossed his mind before you told him you were.
You both were sitting on the couch when you told him, and he looked shocked, mouth and eyes wide open, just staring at you for way longer than he should have without saying anything.
By the time the clock hit two minutes past, you took this situation as it is. That he didn’t accept you, and you should just cut your loses instead of waiting for him to break the news.
Tears already filing you eyes, you stand from your seat on the couch. The second your butt left the chair, Soekjin dropped out of his shock filled state and grabbed onto your arm.
“Wait, don’t leave!”
You sniff, trying not to cry because you know the rejection is coming.
“Why not? I don’t need to hear how you don’t accept me.”
Seokjin looks like a deer in headlights again, but this time it’s because he’s feeling his heart break from your words. He does accept you. He just needs to push out the words to say it.
“I will—I mean—I do! Please y/n... sit down and talk to me.”
You reluctantly sit back down on the couch with a sigh.
“Okay, I’m sitting.”
Seokjin grins, trying to make this situation feel lighter now.
“I’m sorry I reacted that way. It’s just all so new to me! And I-.. I really like you.”
“I really like you too, Soekjin, but if your don’t want to be with me-”
“I do!” You blink at him, stunned by his loud interruption. “I’m sorry, but I do. I really, really do want to be with you. Would it be too much to ask if we just... took it slow? And you can correct or hit me if I fuck up.”
You can’t help but giggle at Soekjin’s version of fitting in a joke during all of this, and you can't help but admit you would gladly see that smile everyday if all turns out well.
If it works out, you’ll be happy together. If it doesn’t work out, he gave you permission to slap him. Not many people can say they slapped a pretty boy across the face.
Sounds like a win-win to you!
With one last hesitant moment from you, and a ultra funny and adorable pout from Soekjin, you say, “Okay, let’s take things slow.”
Yoongi
“Okay.”
Thats all he would say—looking as neutral in the face as ever.
“What—um—you heard me, right? I said I'm trans.”
Yoongi would roll his eyes, but his smile would also grow at knowing he’s making you look so surprised.
“Yup. I heard you. I just don’t care.”
Floored...jaw dropped...flabbergasted.
All the synonyms for shocked is how you felt right now. It’s been awhile since you came out to anyone, so having Yoongi just be okay with it was making you speechless.
Yoongi caught onto this, so he decided to poke fun at you for it.
“I know I'm hot, but that doesn’t mean I'm an asshole too.”
That comment woke you right up.
“T-thats not what I was thinking! Granted, you’re cute, but you never know how people will react when you-”
It’s while you were going on with your tangent that you caught Yoongi trying and failing to cover up his laughter. For which you slapped him in the shoulder playfully.
“You’re an ass.”
“That maybe true, but now that that’s out of the way can I start being your ass?”
That was such a Yoongi way of asking you out, so you gave such a y/n way of giving your answer.
“Hmm... I”ll think about it.”
His smile drops, but not because he’s sad. More annoyed because he know your answer is 100% not the correct one. After a few extra seconds of poking fun at the jokester, you give him your real answer.
“Yes, Yoongi. I’ll be your girlfriend.”
And now you’re assholes together!
Hoseok
He would ask you a lot of question. Nothing too personal at first, but just enough that so he can figure out how to proceed with your confession, and also make sure he was never disrespectful towards you in the past.
Hoseok likes you a lot, and he doesn’t care that your trans, but he’s the type of person that would laugh at the wrong moment or say something he shouldn’t by accident.
His questions went like this:
“What are your pronouns?”
That question made you swoon.
“Is your name still, y/n?”
For which the answer was yes, and it’s the one you decided to keep/change.
“Would you be my girlfriend or boy-”
You cut him off right there. Explaining that that was the wrong type of question to ask, and that a trans-women means women, so girlfriend is the correct term. After he apologized profusely, making you giggle by how caring he's being in this situation.
He then asks you to explain the concept, so he can do better in the future.
You swooned at that question too.
“Okay... I think I got it.”
You raise an eyebrow at him, trying and failing not to smile at how interested he is with your life.
“You think so?”
“Well, no... Not completely... It's not my life, it’s yours. I just want to make sure I don’t fuck up when you become my girlfriend.”
Oh, he’s in too deep now.
“So, you want me to be your girlfriend?”
He would become a spluttering mess for a few seconds, making you laugh until your sides hurt, and then he would stop suddenly. Because, in all honesty, “Yes.”
Your laughter would cease as well, and you answered his silent question with a smiling, “Okay.”
“Okay.”
...
“You know, your really pretty for a-”
“Wrong compliment, Hoseok!”
Namjoon
To be honest, I feel like it would be such a casual thing for Namjoon.
Like instead of you telling him you were trans, you told him about the weather. Responding to your question with, “And I'm Namjoon, nice to meet you.”
For which you would gap like a fish at him, getting a dimpled smile from him in return.
“Sooo, your just okay with it?” You would say after your shock wore off.
He would shrug his shoulders, playing off the whole situation like you didn’t just ravel a big part of your identity to him.
“Depends.”
“Depends?”
The dimpled smile he was wearing turns into a smirk, and you know then he was kidding. Ending of this conversation with a joking—but at the same time serious—question.
“Depends if you would be my girlfriend or not.”
You would giggle, playful hitting his shoulder.
“Of course, dummy.”
Jimin
He would be surprised, but it would be a calm reaction.
Just a simple, “Huh?” and “Really?”
For which you answer truthfully, “Yeah, Jimin. I’m really trans.”
Jimin would nod his head a few times. Then, because it suddenly felt awkward in the room you were in, he just said another simple, “Cool.”
He would blink his wide eyes a few times at you, wiggling his nose as he thinks somethings over.
You were honestly thinking that he was going to reject you. That he was going to tell you ‘it’s been fun, but I have to go now... Oh yeah! And drop my number.’
But he said none of that when he finally stopped thinking, and spoke how he felt.
“Does that mean you can still be my girlfriend?”
You tackled him as you shouted, “Yes!”
Taehyung
“I know.”
“N-no you didn’t.”
There was know way he knew. Taehyung maybe be undercover smart, but there was no way he knew unless you told him--which you didn’t until now.
Taehyung raises a pointed eyebrow at you, smiling as he says, “I put two and two together when I saw...” He then gestures to your thighs.
You usually do pretty good with covering up your track marks on your thighs (The place you infect your hormones at.) But, since it’s summer, you’ve been wearing shorts that just cover the marks.
Or at least... you thought you did.
You look down at the place he’s gesturing at, and low and behold there's a few spots the shorts don’t cover. You try pushing them down further, but it just starts riding up again.
“Huh, look at that.”
Taehyung would just chuckle, playing off the situation and making every bit of anxiety you had before about coming out to him disappear.
It’s then, as you’re analyzing your own marks on your thighs, that you smirk at a realization of his confession to knowing your trans.
“So, does that mean you stare at my butt a lot?”
His smile falls and his golden skin heats up into a dusty pink.
That’s a yes, then.
Jungkook
Similar to Jimin, and a hint of Hoseok, he would be surprised—in a respectful way—but wouldn’t waste time at making sure he didn’t fuck up in the past.
Truthfully, Jungkook has never once made you feel awkward or worried about coming out. He’s overall a very caring person, so you weren’t worried about coming out to him.
And it was especially cute when he asked you, “I’ll let you beat me in a video game if I ever did something wrong? Would you tell me if I mess up? I don’t want to make you upset.”
You swooned at his words, and when you looked into his big, serious, doe eyes you knew he was being real. That he generally cared about you, and not that your trans.
After telling him how he’s been nothing but respectful towards you so far, he wiggles his little bunny nose and starts to blush.
You don’t understand what just transpired in his little bunny brain, so you ask him, “What’s wrong?”
“I just-... I really like you!”
You’re surprised by his confession, but you don’t understand why that made him blush like that. Luckily, he explains it next.
“A-and even though you just came out to me, would it be weird If we... If I-... If I asked you, to be my girlfriend now?”
Swooning part two communes, and you're embracing him as you start to cry about how adorable that was.
