K&C 2

“Don’t grow a beard.”

“What? Why? Don’t you think I would look pretty sexy~?” Carlo wore a Dolce and Gabbana model expression with his signature smile. This was the look that could convince Kyou to do anything.

“You asked for my opinion. I say nope” Kyou replied. He looked out across the cantina from their booth in the far corner. Carlo wrapped his arm around Kyou. The music and low lights felt like home, and Carlo was his shield. He felt untouchable.

“Not even a goatee or a five o’clock shadow?”

“I don’t know if this is stupid but,” Kyou paused.

“Go ahead. I love stupid questions.”

“Can you even grow a beard?”

“You really don’t know all your options being trans, do you?”

Kyou got defensive, “W-well, it’s not like I got a queer welcoming committee guiding me through the phases.”

Carlo laughed, “¡No mierda! Nobody gets that. You have to find it out yourself.”

He pulled away from Carlo, arms crossed. Planting his feet on the table, the soothing smell of smoke billowed in his face. Carlo waved a joint in his partner’s face. That’s all it really took to make up after an argument. Just smoke it out. Kyou snatched the joint, inhaling deeply. Exhale.

“See,” Carlo began to explain, “You can’t grow a beard because you’re pre-T. Pre-testosterone. Your body doesn’t naturally make enough to give you more masculine traits like body hair and a deep voice. On the other hand, I’m on T. I actually take testosterone injections, so I’m more able to have those traits.”

“Oh,” He thought about the new information, “if you really wanted to, you could do a five o’clock shadow, but I prefer your smooth face.”

“¿Sí?~”

“Hai.”

Kyou smiled. Carlo leaned in, he coughed on the smoke Kyou blew in his face.

“What the hell?” He laughed and coughed, which sounded a little like something dying.

“I thought you should try a smoke beard first” he smiled.

“You are such a child” he smiled back.