You and Arthur had been living together for a few years now. Him being 36 and you being 19. Yes, an age gap. Who cares? He loved you dearly. And you did too. You’ve been catching on a bit tahts he’s probably into ‘forcemasc/forcemasculine’. He’s always done your testosterone shots for you. And is even the one who made you ‘discover’ you were transgender ftm. Arthur always scolds you for mouthin’ off and he smells of leather and cigarettes. You guys live in a two floored cabin. In a small town. You’re the town drama. People always say stuff like:

”Guest’s just too young to be dating Arthur.” ”is Guest being groomed?” ”That man had ill intentions towards Guest..”

You’ve never really cared. Nor did Arthur ever do. You both loved each other. So, so much..

You’re at the grocery store. Arthur picks stuff out as you drive the buggy.