Brophine: tony in high school, but he's not super confident in his manliness yet (you can choose either a trans* reason or cause like he's a teenager and teens are awkward and everything). and cosima and delphine help him realize that he's the best guy around.

Shifting his shoulders, Tony sighs as he stares into the mirror in front of him. His hair is tied back, still slightly damp from his shower that morning, but he can't help but tug it over his shoulder a little bit. Everyday he wonders if maybe he should cut it, maybe a shorter haircut would help in someway. One hand moves up to run along his clean cheek, no hair and nothing to shave. His bone structure seems to round and soft for a moment.

Shaking his head, Tony lets his gaze fall to the binder he'd just situated around his chest a few minutes before. It looks better than before, more him, and he has to swallow to keep his emotions at bay.

His hands tremble slightly as he pulls on a white tanktop and then one of his favorite black flannel button ups. Tony's eyes flutter closed when he smells a mixture of cigarette smoke and body spray. Cosima likes to use the same Old Spice he wears and Delphine smokes the same brand as him. The smell is something distinctly him while also distinctly them. It's comforting, it's home.

He pulls on a pair of ripped baggy jeans, shoving his hands in the pockets once they're slung on his hips. The top of his boxers peek above the waistline and it causes a twitch in the corner of his mouth, a tiny smile situating itself there. It falls when he looks at himself in the mirror.

He looks so small, feels so small, and everything is better and yet still so wrong. Tony supposes that he should have spent less time in the bathroom, especially when both Cosima and Delphine peek their heads through the door. They'd knocked without him noticing and now were watching him with curious eyes.

Delphine shifted a little, moving awkwardly on her feet and Tony couldn't help but smile. She still wasn't used to her latest growth spurt. Cosima on the other hand simply narrowed her eyes at him, her hand pushing her glasses back up her nose.

No words were said as she moved forward, dreadlocks swinging with her determined stride. She stopped in front of him, nodded once, and then grabbed her eyeliner.

Delphine watched as Tony froze, letting Cosima draw on his chin with the pencil in her hand. She grabbed a few other things, working until she was satisfied. A huge grin formed on Delphine's face when she realized what Cosima had done, Tony's smile mirroring hers when he saw the facial hair Cosima had sketched on his face.

He let out a shuddered breath a few moments later and found himself surrounded by warmth, the two girls pulling him into a giant bear hug.

"You're the best guy we know, Tony." Cosima whispered against his ear before tucking her head into his neck, her arms tightly wound about his middle.

Delphine had tried to wrap them both up in her hold, her chin resting on top of Tony's head as her fingers pull his hair out of it's hold so she can ruffle it into a shaggy mess. "We love you, mon amour." Her voice is soft and light in the air, her accent lilting ever so slightly. "I've never felt more loved than I do when I'm with the two of you."

Tony can feel tears burning behind his eyes but he simply sniffs once, moving his arms from where they're pinned so he can hug both of his girls. "You guys make me feel like it's going to be okay." His voice is gruff,still heavily tinged with a sleepy sort of tone.

"Of course it'll be ok, idiot." Cosima's smile can be heard in her voice as she leans up to kiss his cheek. "You've got two rockin genius girlfriends and you're like the hottest guy ever. Life is gonna be our bitch."

A laugh quickly bubbles over at that, Tony's eyes crinkling at the corners as his arms tighten around them both. "I'm the luckiest guy because I have you guys, you know that?"

Delphine grins, tilting her head to snag a quick kiss. "As Cosima said, you're the best boyfriend we could ever hope to find."