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2025-09-09
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I will die your daughter.

Summary:

Martin finds a piece of his past that he'd rather not have Jon know about.

Ends in smiles and cuddles :)

Takes place right before the Eyepocalypse in the safehouse

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(See the end of the work for notes.)

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"The dawn after I die. The birds will still chirp and tweet those calls that I never perceived as nice. The devices I plugged in the night before, fully charged with emails never to be read. My mother will lay in her bed, sick and unaware of the shattered world she will soon know. My bed will remain unmade, my stuffed bear will never again know the warmth of my body. I will mourn the life I never could live and that sorrow and mourning will carry to my loved ones as they process the news. They will mourn to girl they raised and not the boy they ignored. The various scars on my arms will never heal because I couldn't heal myself. They-"

Martin was cut off from reading anymore (partly because there was no more) but because Jon pushed open the door to the bedroom.

"Are you alright Martin? You're crying."

Martin touched his cheek tenderly and felt it come back wet, he quickly wiped his eyes with his sleeve as Jon sat down next to him, a look of concern written all over his face as he stared at the weathered paper in his love's hands.

"...What's this?"

The ginger man stared down at the paper and wondered about how to answer the question that was posed. The paper was fluttering in his shaking hands as he choked out an answer.

"... It's part of my suicide note from high school..."

Jon's eyes immediately softened and rubbed his lover's arm. Trying to stop the entourage of tears that started upon hearing that information, he sighed and softly folded the paper while it was still in Martin's hands.

"Love... do you feel like that still?"

"What? Oh- No! No, I'm fine now, this was just from a hard time..."

"Can I ask why?"

Martin sighed and braced for the onslaught of slander he'd grown so used to.

"I... I had just come out as trans..."

Instead of being met with hatred, shock or disgust he reluctantly looked up and saw Jon's slight confusion, simple joyful confusion. At first the silence was palatable but then Jon let out a small snort, it evolved into a loud bubbly laugh that made martin forget the uptight man that Jon once was. Martin's blushing turned back to the conversation and stuttered out a response.

"Jon? Why are you laughing?"

Jon wiped his eyes and took of his shirt revealing two thin scars on his small frame. The realisation hit Martin like a truck and he tackled Jon onto the bed in a smother of giggles and kisses. Martin sat up and signalled to Jon if he could take off his shirt and Jon nodded eagerly, making Martin blush. The tall man gingerly took off his worn band tee and revealed the trans tape underneath, Jon flushed a deep red and buried his head into the nape of Martin's neck. They kissed softly and lay next to each other, bare chested and vulnerable, it felt so nice to expose this side of him that he had kept hidden for so long.

For the rest of the day he could hear Jon's random giggles over the shared secret being known, there was still a lot to talk about from the note and this discovery but they could worry about that later. They had all the time in the world...

Notes:

first actual fanfic
i hope you enjoyed reading it!!
also the poetry at the start is actually mine :)
i might do requests so if you want you can comment it here or ask on my tumblr
pls comment i love reading em and replying to all of em!! /nf
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