Tumblr Prompt from Anon: Can you do like a Trans!Beca maybe paired with Chloe?

A/N: Of course I can you gorgeous specimen. This is probably my favourite prompt to write because I understand the thoughts and feelings. Okay, so like review, let me know what you think and I'm always taking prompts either here or on my Tumblr so throw them at me.

Okay, so my girlfriend is the hottest and most beautiful creature to exist on the entire face of the earth, so you'd think I'd jump at the chance to sleep with her, right? Sort of. You see the thing is that I would love to have sex with my girlfriend of almost six months, but I can't. I can't because I am still in the closet about my gender identity. I'm female to male trans but I haven't told anyone in my life. I can't. I know that Chloe's getting upset with me that I keep breaking our make out sessions when they get a bit too heavy and I know she's like the most understanding person I know, but I'm still scared of telling her. I know it's time I did, so here we are, in the middle of her room. I can feel her hands slowly making their way to my chest, so I do the first thing I can think of and that is to grab her wrist and almost throw her hand away.

"What's going on Beca?" I flinch at the name. "You need to talk to me." She says exasperated as she stands and starts pacing. "Are you just not attracted to me? Am I boring?" I can barely get a word in so I get up and grip her shoulders to still her.

"Baby. Stop. You are the most attractive thing on the planet and far from boring." I chuckle.

"Then what is it?" She pouts and I can never say no to that damn pout.

I sigh. "Okay, but you need to keep quiet till I finish. Deal?" She nods, so I continue. "I think differently to you Chlo. I don't like my body."

"Becs, you're beautiful." I flinch and shake my head, she apologizes and closes her mouth.

"I meant, that I'm not happy with it in terms of my gender." I take a deep breath and say the words I've wanted to say for years. Years of suffering in silence, without a single person to talk to. "I'm transgender."

Chloe just sits there and smiles. "Okay." Wait what? She obviously sees my look of confusion and explains. "I don't care. You could be a damn alien and I would still love you. This doesn't change anything, except maybe your name and how you want me to refer to you."

I feel a huge smile break out on my face. She's not mad. She said she loves me. "Um, male pronouns obviously and I kinda like the name Brett." I shrug.

"Got it." She smiles and I feel my whole body relax until she asks the one question I've been dreading. "Have you told your dad?"

I shake my head. "I can't. He'll hate me."

"You don't know that."

"Oh, I do know that."

"So, where do you want to go with this? Hormones?"

"Eventually, yeah but like, I guess a haircut is the first thing on my list."

"Awes. I know a great barber."

I smile and wrap my arms around her waist. "I fucking love you."

"I love you too, handsome." She just called me handsome. I internally freak out happily for a moment. She still loves me. She's still here. Maybe this whole process won't be so bad.