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"You're.. What?"
"Trans. Sprout. I'm trans."
Sprout was messing with his scarf, a bead of sweat dripping down his face as he sat infront of his.. He didn't know anymore.
Cosmic said they wanted to talk, but he had no idea it was about this.. "Uhm.. This means.."
"That I'm a male now. Are you okay with th–"
"You can't be a male.."
"I c- Am. Sprout."
Sprout shook his head. "No.. You were originally female, you can't be Male, Cosmic."
"Cosmo."
"Cosmic." Sprout insisted.
This was going the wrong way, fast. Cosmo never expected for Sprout to act this way. They've been friends for years, lovers for two.
"If you can't accept that," Cosmo stood up, tears starting to form in his eyes.
"Maybe we should just break up, then. As friends and lovers."
"What?.. No–no I didn't want–"
"You're acting like you want it, Sprout."
"I..- I–.." Sprout lost all of his words.
"Save it, Sprout. I don't wanna–" Cosmo took a breath, wiping the tears falling from his eyes. "Wanna hear it from you."
Sprout out stretched a hand, but was quickly pushed back by Cosmo's own hand.
"I'll just.. See you later." Cosmo huffed before walking away, leaving Sprout there with soon to be tears rolling down his cheeks.
"..."
Sprout faced the ground, covering his eyes as he slowly started to sob.
No way he just messed it all up.
No way.
—
Sprout opened his, well, Cosmic's and his shared room. But she was no where to be seen.
"Might of gone back to his own room.." Sprout sniffled, going over to his bed and laying down, pulling the blankets over him. He could still smell the faint smell of Cosmic's scent off of the blankets.
Sprout started to cry again, a lump in his throat.
The truth was, he didn't want to break up, not at all. The thing is, he'd be gay if they were still together. All his life he was taught that men and women were supposed to be together, not men and men, or women and women.
So him, dating another guy? Absurd..
...
Sprout curled up. He wished Cosmic was just a female.
...
Cosmo sat in his own room, bawling his eyes out. A perfectly good relationship, ruined. Just because Sprout wanted to be.. to be–
Oh don't get me started.. Cosmo pushed his head into a pillow to muffle his sobs.
...
They both missed eachother.
But only one thing was stopping them being together.