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Chapter 7 by OathkeeperPath OathkeeperPath

What's next?

Gym As Planned

After our little treat and companionable silence while I savored every last bit, we made our way to the car and I noticed some glazed frosting on Seb's shirt in the car.

"Your supposed to eat it all not make a mess of the cream," I point out as I take a finger to the spot of my favorite sweet cream, "Well if you're just going to waste it I'll help my self." The look on his face when I clean my digit and wink at him makes my brain lock onto the reality of how that had to have looked and sound.

His face turning into a smirk lets me know he can see me start to flush, " Oh so you DO want my cream hotstuff, The cinabon was good but I think that reward would be much more delicious to see." and he seems to be determined to make my face go nuclear.

My mind doesn't so much as race back to the moment in front of the cashier as it slams into the moment, realizing exactly how that must have sounded, my brain decides that while that is important and causes me some whiplash about that and some other moments in my past with others including Alice. I was like that with everyone and it explained a few things but my mind quickly focuses on the real priority.

'Did she think I was the gf or did she think I was a guy and just gay...' Pride in my previous hard won body made me want to say gay, the everything else in me desperately wanted it to be the other way around.

I voiced my thoughts and it seemed to bring Seb up short as we pulled out of the parking lot.

"You really are a differently type of... I don't even know anymore to be honest. You most defiantly came off as a gay guy, you've only been at this a short time and are nowhere near passing, maybe you can pull off 'femboy' with a bit more work, but fem is another thing entirely right now."

"Hey now I thought I did pretty go-..... nope not falling into the excuses trap, what did I do wrong?" The need to know every mistake must have shown on my face if the pitying look he sent my way was anything to go by.

"Listen to yourself, did you even hear me? Its not what you did, its what you are right now-"

"Don't softball me Seb, If I didn't succeed then its something I must have done. That how it wor-" I don't want anything but the truth, frustration starts to build when he interrupts me in turn and I'm not ready for it.

"You really are broken aren't you?"

"Wha...?"

"Do you really think that highly of yourself or so little of everyone else, or heck how the WORLD, TIME AND REALITY works!?"

I don't know how to even begin to process that and he takes that as his cue to go off, building up into a real rant.

"You haven't had time to reach what ever standard you set for yourself, at first I thought you really were underestimating everything that goes into this, not respecting it, I assumed that you would chill out when I explained the broad strokes of how difficult and time consuming it can be, now I see its just you having an over inflated opinion of yourself, you did fucking great! Like to a worrying degree, I'd have killed to have done as well my first real day out. The clothes never seemed to bother you, the intimate light contact was a good touch, you even did a decent amount of flirting with your 'BF'. Everything Went Great for where you are. You had me forgetting why you were doing all this for a bit, I wanted to kiss you back there like this was all really real! Don't trash what you've been able to do? Can you trust me like you said you would?!"

"I..." I was at a loss for words still, I mean who wouldn't be.

You both sit in silence for a bit before you can reply."This has been building for a while hasn't it? Does it really bother you how I am? Responsibility and Drive are good things right?"

"The Poison is in the dose." He seemed to have calmed down, but didn't answer my question. He's a better man than I thought if he's still willing to help me this much while feeling that frustrated with me for so long.

He was really one of the best guys I knew when I thought about it, If he can be one of the best post transition then so could I when done, I'd be the best girl.

'I do need to be careful of how I talk after the fact, seems to really care if he's losing his cool from this little bit of self critique.'

"I'll try to tone it back, I don't want to stress you out... more than I have already I mean."

"I guess that's the best I can ask from you."

The mood is a bit tense still, he turns on music and things start to chill out.

'What would a chick do in a moment like this... something small and reassuring...'

I think I have an idea and reach out for his arm resting on the middle console, with a quirk of an eyebrow he lets me take it. A bit more forward than a stereotypical girl but I assume someone would need to lead in a lesbian relationship so I can be a bit forward here with him now and not be counter productive.

I feel his arm and hand relax as he gets comfortable and I lean into a bit remembering how nice the small bits of contact from earlier felt as you got into the act.

He shifts suddenly and I'm worried when he removes his hand. 'Did I mess up already? Was I too forward or was the timing just wrong.' As normal your mind is focused on where you think the problem is, you.

However that train of thought doesn't get very far when I feel his arm wrap around me and pulls me in a little bit.

'I did good.' the thought is soothing and so is the contact, you've not really had this much contact with someone in a while, mostly just high fives and gym bros spotting you with an occasional side bro-hug.

We ride the rest of the way to the Gym like that, getting more comfortable in the seat and his arm.

When we pull in the gym parking lot and he removes his arm to change gears I miss it already.

He turns to look at me still leaning into him and we lock eyes for a second, there's an odd look in his eyes I can't place.

It disappears shortly and he's back to normal, "Alright girl lets get you in there and in shape," He pauses seeming to think it over a second and remembers how in shape you already are. "well the right shape anyway."

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AN: I'm back from hiatus, lets hope the gods are **** to my schedule moving forward.

Shorter chapter than my normal but its the best break point for what I have planned, next chapter is basically done and will be out in a few days. If you want it now its on my Patreon live as I finish the last bit of editing and will be live on there first. If you want to help me so I can afford to not take every overtime shift I can get my hands on so I can spend more time writing please consider dropping by and joining♥

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