[M] Secret. (1/1)

(So here is my first ever transgender story. Tell me what you think ^^)   He knew his whole childhood and into his adult starting life, that something was wrong. Something about himself that he deep inside wanted to change so that he would feel normal. Something that was affecting him on a daily basis. He was born in the wrong body. It was that simple. He was not a girl…even if his outer shell was showing this. He was a boy deep inside, he knew it to be true. He felt wrong. Just looking into those eyes of the female girl reflecting in his mirror. Her long dark hair, and brown doe eyes, oval lips, perky breasts and curved hips.They say when girls look in a mirror and whine about how ugly they look, saying they’re too skinny, too fat, got too many stretch marks and messy hair. That was not what he felt when he saw his reflection. He thought in truth he was a rather pretty girl. But it was just not whom he was inside. And after months and months of fighting it, telling himself he was a girl, this was how he was born, how he want meant to be, he finally accepted who he truly was. So on that day the happily married, and popular couple Jungin and Minah Choi’s, youngest child Choi Minjung finally decide to change his status and become Minho.It was as shock when their child left their house that morning as their beautiful, long limbed, attractive daughter Minjung. And returned later with hair cut short, pretty dresses changed to that of male clothes, (checker shirts, baggy jumpers and tight jeans) and slouching a lean much different to what stance he used as a female.‘Mom…Dad…call me Minho now!’.~They had to move. Minho was quickly bullied at his school. It was kind of obvious that one of the very pretty popular girls had suddenly turned up dressed like a guy. When they found out who it was. It spread like wildfire. Girls thought he was a freak and wouldn’t talk to him. Boys used it as a reason to beat him, ‘We don’t hit girl...but you’re not a girl now are you.’He got death threat emails, telling him to kill himself, and during the day people wrecked his things, writing on his locker, throwing drinks over him. Minho had become almost suicidal; no-one was accepting him for who he was. He was going to jump off the top of the school building, if it wasn’t for that one friend who begged him not to, and had not turned his back on him since his decision. Being as caring as he always were, and being Minho’s, (once before Minjung’s) long time childhood friend, Jinki. He got Minho off the ledge and took him home.~They moved miles and miles away from their old hometown. And Minho loved the new house, it was wonderful. They had a very big house. Thanks to his parents who work hard and had jobs that paid them lots of money. Even allowing Minho to have a whole large bedroom to himself. Firstly it was no longer small or covered in bright pink wallpaper, and no corners full with neglected princess dolls, doll houses, makeup and fake jewels, that used to be hidden under a large blanket. And finally there was no Princess bed that he was given when he was 4. There was absolutely nothing in there that Minho had never been interested in. He still had his multiple collection of Teddy’s though. That was something Minho loved. Now it was just your more than an average room of natural colours and a simple bed. Some posters of boys and girls groups he liked along one wall. With some pictures of footballers, him being a big fan of the sport in general. Shelves were full of books and CD’s of solo artists and groups. His favourite new item was the hanging name post his brother had made him for his door.‘Minho’s room’As he finished unpacking his last box of items. He glanced out the bedroom window, towards the next house, and to his surprise he could see one of his neighbours, a young male dancing around in his room. The boy was obviously listening to his IPod or his radio. He danced in a rhythm. Quite well he might add. Minho had to lean to notice he was dancing in front of a mirror though. He chuckled; watching entertained as the boy sang dramatically into the reflection. But suddenly the boy noticed him in the reflection and jumped. The boy spun around eyes wide at his new neighbour; before he lunged forward pulling shut the curtains.Minho had a good laugh. Closing his own and flicking on the lamp. Flopping into his bed and looking at a book. He read at least 12 pages before his eyes got tired.‘Minjun-erh…I mean Minho..it’s dinner time’ his brother shouted from downstairs.Minho jumped up, running from his room downstairs. He skidded into the kitchen and sat down at the table. His Father smiled at him as he placed the food down in front of him. His elder brother already scoffing food down. Mrs Choi was still in shock with the whole Minho change and was finding hard to just accept that her little girl was now a boy. Minho’s father honestly knew it would come around, he was betting on Minjung coming out as lesbian. And this was a surprised instead. But he loved her, and he would love her as a him until the day he died.Minho had mentioned to his family about surgery to get his lower area fixed, and to have his breasts removed to flatten the area around his chest. His father wasn’t sure it was a good idea so soon. His mother said no. But his brother was more excited in the idea of having a new bro to take out for alcohol once he turned 18. So for in the time being, Minho was saving up for surgery himself.‘I love my new room Mom…Dad’ Minho mentioned.‘Good, we are glad’ Mr Choi smiled. ‘Unpacked everything?’Minho nodded, taking a mouthful of food. He liked not having to act like a lady when eating anymore.‘We could have given you the one your brother got with the large closet for all your dresses Minjung…’ Mrs Choi started.‘Mom…It’s Minho now’ he spoke. ‘And I love my new room…I just said!’‘I put all my fancy dress costumes in it’ Minseok said with a laugh. ‘And shoes’Mrs Choi closed her eyes, deciding to eat without another word, refusing to even look at her youngest child.~‘She’ll come around to it’ Mr Choi spoke as he passed Minho a glass of milk and some cookies. The boy had settled in his bed to watch a movie on his laptop before sleeping.‘Will she?…I’m scared she will lock me out of the house one night…or turn on me’ Minho pouted.‘I would never let that happen. And she loves you more than anything. It’s just hard for her to understand. You remember how it went with her brother…she was heartbroken after he died maybe she fears it could happen to you one day, that’s why she wants you to keep it quiet.’Minho sighed. His uncle, though he had never met him was just like him only the other way around. Born in a male body, and yet claimed he was a female at heart. To be himself or herself she would dress up as a girl and go out to be free. She would flirt with men. She even was seeing one in her prime. But due to the time and era she was growing up in, where it was much harder to be accepted and understood, it was seen as a disgrace. When Minho’s grandparents heard this and witnessed it they sent her to an asylum.She died, too many forced electrical currents running though her head. She died in the body she hated. She died as the man she never wanted to be.Minho snuggled down into his bed, waving after his father kissed his head and left. Minho glanced at the posters in his room. Glancing at the males envious of their true bodies. He wanted that so badly. He ran his hand down his chest, feeling the bumps of his breasts normally hidden behind a bandage. The lower he got and the more he sighed as his hand met that of area where a male penis should be. An area he often stuffed with socks or tissue. Once he had surgery he would be okay, and he couldn’t wait for that transformation.He glanced to the curtain beside him and pulled the corner to see if his neighbour was dancing again. His eyes widened as he was met with the sight of a naked male instead. Abs tainting his chest deliciously, wet hair damp from a shower possibly. Minho bit his lip, knowing he both craved that chest as well as wanting to touch it.He for sure liked boys over girls. It was the one thing that had made him question if he was who he was. But after research he guessed he was a gay man trapped in a woman’s body. His eyes groped the male a while longer before his eyes met that of the male next door. The boy was watching him. The towel from his hips was removed and Minho couldn’t help but lick his lips. The boy this time smiled. Leaning closer to the window and opening it.Minho pulled his curtain along and pushed his open too.‘Hi’ his neighbour called. ‘I’m Taemin. Lee Taemin’Minho smiled. ‘Minho…Choi Minho. ~They chatted for a long time that night, until it was getting cold and Taemin said he needed to get dressed as he had an early dance class the next morning. Minho let him go to return to his forgotten movie. He felt good. The first friend he had made in this new town, who didn’t know him as Minjung but Minho.Life was suddenly good.~Every night they spoke. Though Taemin now wore clothes, and Minho only had to search his memories for that sight. But every night they talked though their windows. Talking about each other, their likes and dislikes, their family members. Taemin had an older brother too. Minho had suggested once or twice for him to come over but Taemin said he had a curfew and was usually busy during the day. When he got some free time he promised he would come over for sure.‘So tell me Minho…do you have any secrets?’ Taemin asked one night, he was trying to throw paper aeroplanes into Minho’s room but was failing at each attempt.Minho pondered. ‘I used to be a girl’ he said.The other male laughed, dropping his next paper plane. ‘Funny…but seriously tell me a secret!’ The boy giggled. ‘Tell me something really good!’Minho smiled, at least Taemin believed he was a boy, he chewed on his lip. ‘I have a crush on this really hot guy…but I don’t know if I should tell him I like him or not?’Taemin smiled. ‘Do you see him regular?’‘Every night’ Minho blushed.‘I think he would say he likes you too’ Taemin smiled. ‘Goodnight Minho’The male waved goodbye to Minho and Minho closed his window with the biggest smile he had ever allowed himself to have.~The first day Taemin was free to come around and visit. Minho was surprised on how forward he was. Taemin acted all sweet in front of his parents. Bringing a very late, but welcome new neighbour gift of scented candles, which his mother was happy for. Minseok had wriggled eyebrows, before Minho shut his bedroom door on him and when he turned around Taemin pushed him into it and pressed lips to Minho before he could speak. Stealing his first kiss.Pulling back Taemin went to sit on the bed. ‘Sorry we’ve been speaking for weeks at the window and each night I wanted to just do that to you.’‘Erm…okay’ Minho blushed. He wouldn’t lie but he had wanted to do that too. ‘So what are we going to do? What do you want to do…?’‘We could watch a movie, talk…though I’m running out of things to say since you know me so well…or…we could make out?’. Taemin smiled, tilting his head. ‘What you say?’Minho blushed hard. This guy wanted to kiss him…him Choi Minho…and make out. He had never ever got to do such a thing before. Even when he was Minjung he had never got around to something like this.‘Erm…we could…watch a movie’ he stuttered.Taemin’s smile fell before it returned. ‘Oh-Okay…Sure’Minho flipped open his laptop lid and showed the multiple films he had available. After selecting a cheesy RomCom. Minho climbed onto the bed beside his neighbour, and Taemin let him snuggled beside him as the movie started. Minho tried to watch the film even though he had seen it at least 100 times. But Taemin seemed to have no interest in the film, as he spent most of his time looking at the male beside him.‘You’re missing the best part’ Minho mentioned when he caught him.‘I can watch it later’ Taemin replied. He leaned closer to Minho and pressed lips to his skin. ‘Can we make out Minho?’ He whispered. ‘I want to kiss you’.‘I-Isn’t it a bit too soon?’ Minho asked back embarrassed. ‘Were not even in a relationship yet.’ He wasn’t sure how this stuff worked but he was sure they should be dating to be kissing like that.Taemin pulled back. ‘W-were not?’Minho blinked in shock. ‘N-no…wait…are we?’Taemin chuckled, pulling away from the embrace. ‘Well this is really awkward… When you said you liked me…and I said I did too…I kind of guessed that we had started dating…I told all my friends’ The male pouted, a groan calling out as he hid his face in his hands.‘You…did? You thought we were dating?’ Minho found himself blushing harder. What an idiot he should have just kissed him.Taemin nodded embarrassed. ‘I wouldn’t have kissed you like that if I didn’t think we were…damn it Taemin…I’m such an idiot.’‘What if I said that…I wasn’t good enough for you?’ Minho asked. ‘What if I’m not the right person…what if I’m not what you think I am?Taemin rolled his eyes. ‘I-I should leave’ he said, standing up and aiming to leave. ‘Thankyou for having me…I’m going to hide under a rock for three months before I return-’ A hand reached out and held it tight as he tried to leave.‘No…wait…don’t-’ Minho pleaded.Taemin glanced to him; hurt seemed to be covering his face. ‘Why?‘Because I want you to stay’ Minho pulled him back. ‘My new boyfriend is warm…and I’m cold.’His neighbour’s smile returned instantly.~Though the new school didn’t seem all that keen on him as the now ‘Gay kid’ in school. Minho was pleased to have someone. Minseok was happy for him and so was his father.Mrs Choi on the other hand claimed that it was good because maybe Minjung would make an appearance again and pop out some grandbabies some time.‘Mom you don’t get it…Taemin’s gay’ Minseok laughed at her.‘Yes but your sister is still a girl…one day he will find out…and that’s when everything will be okay’.Minho starred at his mother as it struck him, before he took off quickly from the room. That was the biggest fear he had. Taemin didn’t know about that yet. And he didn’t know how to tell him. He just hoped once his surgery was completed he could return to Taemin as a real man.~His lips were soft, and his tongue was tasty. Minho could never get enough of kissing him. But soon enough Taemin seemed to want more. His hands like to roam. Minho became cautious. Every time Taemin tried to pull off his jumper Minho would pull it back down. When his hand came to the area between his legs Minho would pull it away, hold his hand or pull it to his hair. Minho even gave Taemin multiple blow jobs. Since it kept Taemin from ever getting his clothes off. And it’s not like his boyfriend would say no to such an intimate act. But one day Taemin had had enough.‘Minho…look…do you not want sex with me or something?’ He growled. He had just tried to slip his hand in Minho’s boxers when Minho pulled his hand away.Minho sighed. ‘I-I can’t’‘Why ever not?’‘I…Listen…I have a problem. And…I need to fix it before we get any further.’Taemin sighed standing up. ‘Minho! If this is your way of an excuse it’s pathetic!’ He pulled on his shirt and jeans since he was the only one undressing.‘No-no please’ Minho begged. He grabbed at the males arms but Taemin threw him off. ‘Please…please…’The neighbour then turned shoving Minho back onto his bed and straddling him. Gripping his arms and holding them beside his head. ‘Look I really like you Minho, and all I want to do right now is sit on your dick and turn you on like this.’. He rocked his hips forwards and backwards, ass brushing at the empty area. He paused, eyebrows frowning. ‘W-wait…’Minho shook his head. ‘No…no please’ He begged. Taemin’s hand moved quickly. Pressing down at his lower area. ‘What are you small are something?...or-’ Taemin looked up. He then grabbed at Minho’s jumper and yanked it up forcefully. Minho shouting out in horror.Gasping at the sight of the bandage he pulled away. ‘Y-you’re a girl!’ Taemin chocked.‘I’m sorry’ Minho spoke panicked. ‘I’m sorry Taemin…let me explain!’.Taemin back stepped. Eyes wide and horrified. ‘Who are you?’‘I’m Minho…I am a boy inside…I’m transgender…I just haven’t had surgery yet…Taemin please don’t leave me’. He spewed out.The male backed into the door. Tears now filling his eyes. ‘How could you lie to me like that?’ Taemin looked Minho over. ‘You should have told me this’.‘I didn’t know how’ Minho sniffled. ‘I was scared you’ll leave me!’Minho reached out but Taemin leaned away and looked down. ‘Well you’d be right about that…goodbye Minho’.Before Minho could protest it, Taemin was out of his house for good and no matter how much he called, the male ignored all of his calls, and the curtain next door never opened.Minho wept that night. And for many nights after.His father sat in his room holding him in a tight embrace. ‘It’s okay’ he tried to sooth. ‘Let it out…let it out’.Mrs Choi on the other hand didn’t help Minho’s heartbreak as she complained she didn’t understand why Taemin didn’t like Minho now he knew she was a girl under all those clothes.‘I want the surgery’ Minho pleaded finally to them. ‘Let me have the surgery’ He begged. ‘I cant be this anymore…Please.’‘I’m not paying for you to cut your boobs off Minjung’ Mrs Choi hissed at him. ‘This should stop now, put on your old dresses and be the girl you were born to be!’Minho sobbed harder. ‘I’m a boy! I want the surgery!’‘No-one is going to pay for it for you Minjung…do you understand! No-one!’ His mother spat.‘I will’ Minseok spoke up angrily. Minho lifted his head to look at his brother. ‘When do you want the surgery?’ He glared at his mother. ‘I think the sooner the better…don’t you?’Minho ran to his brother and hugged him with a tearful thank you.~‘Wow!’Minho smiled. ‘The scars aren’t too bad right?’Jinki shook his head. ‘No they’re healing well too…can I touch it?’Minho nodded. Bare chest out showing off his flattened none existent breast area. Since the first surgery he had was successful he had been much happier.Jinki poked at the skin. ‘Weird…Minseok paid for this?’.‘Yeah well half paid; I just need to save up for my lower area now then I’ll be a whole man…or the best I can be’. He smiled.Jinki nodded. ‘Have you spoken to Taemin yet?’Minho looked down. Pulling on a shirt and wiping an oncoming tear. ‘He won’t talk to me…I text him that I was having the surgery done…but he didn’t reply’.Jinki sighed. ‘I’m sure he’ll come around’.‘I hope so…I really do’.     (So part One :D...What do you think? 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