Okay My Life I Done I'm Happy Now. No But Seriously As Someone Is Genderfuild And Grow Up Not Exactly

Okay my life I done I'm happy now. No but seriously as someone is genderfuild and grow up not exactly accepted and kaz brekker being a character I relate to and find comforting and haveing this is has made me feel so happy and loved so I thank you so much it was a pleasure to read and will be suggesting many more ideas to you in the future .

Hi I was just wondering if you could write kaz brekker from six of crows x trans Male reader who is feeling dysforic (I think I spelt it correctly I'm dyslexic) and isnt feeling masculinely enough and just feel bad about themselves and kaz just comforts the reader and say things like your the most handsome man I ever layed eyes on and stuff .

Man I absolutely love this idea. Thank you for requesting it and I really hope you'll enjoy!

more than enough | kaz brekker

pairings: kaz brekker x trans!male reader

summary: when reader struggles about his identity, kaz makes sure reader knows he cares about him and supports him.

CW: gender dysphoria, soft and protective kaz

The bar was awkwardly silent, Jesper being the last person to stand up from the table and go to his room with a yawn, patting you on the back while saying goodbye. "Night, Y/N."

You were left alone with your drink, resting your head on your fist when you hear the familiar sound of a cane tapping against the ground. Short after, Kaz's limping figure enters the room and spots you immediately. You acknowledge him by simply raising your eyebrows at him as his eyes scan you up and down. "Not asleep yet?"

Kaz remembers the day he first met you on the streets, your strong and cautious spirit enchanting him completely to say the least, since day one. A lot has changed since then.

Ketterdam was not a warm and welcoming city to anyone. Man, woman, child, didn't matter. Full of discourteous and unpleasant people waiting for someone's downfall so they could tear what's left of them apart. Being transgender was rare in a city like that and it could be a lot of pressure, not expecting much approval from other people. But when you came out to Kaz he tried to show you the best of support in his own ways, just like the rest of the crows, and you were grateful for them. He always cared about you in sort of a special way and made sure you had a clue about that, again in his own ways.

But the endless questions about your own identity and gender, frustration and insecurity inside of you still like to visit on nights like these and Kaz was aware of that.

He sat down next to you, staying like that for a few moments and enjoying the presence of one another, before you finally decided to look at him. His expressions were always hard to read but tonight he seemed oddly relaxed, although it was easy to spot concern on his face; you being the main subject of his concern.

You sigh, exhausted, looking away from him. "You look like you have something to say, Kaz, so go ahead." You encourage while rubbing your eyes.

He abruptly switches from worried to stern and cold again. "What's going on.. with you?" Kaz asks, trying to sound nonchalant.

You thought about the question for a few seconds. Stress, chaos, anxiety would be a very accurate representation of what was going on in your mind. "A lot of things." You answer quietly, staring at your hands.

The sight of you vulnerable or in pain made Kaz's heart drench with sadness a lot more. He couldn't stand it. Allowing himself to soften his gaze, something he'd to for you only, he pleaded: "Talk to me, Y/N."

Your eyes traveled back to him, surprised to see his sudden gentle expression. His dark eyes were focused on you. Your breath hitched, not breaking eye-contact. Trapped words flew through your head over and over again. Openining up to Kaz never felt challenging once you've spent time with each other. It felt safe even, and he would agree.

You shook your head. "I don't.. feel like..." Anything you try to say stops in your throat, anger creeping your way while successfully biting back small tears. "I feel like I'm not.. manly enough." Kaz listened closely and paid attention, so you kept going. "I still feel like that after everything. My body doesn't feel like mine, I hate it and I don't..." You laugh humorlessly at the stress growing with each word. "I don't know who I am anymore. Everything I do to make myself seem more... masculine simply just doesn't feel enough. I can't do anything about it."

At this point breathing took much more effort, your heart beating like crazy. Those thoughts longed for an escape out of your head for as long as you could remember.

Kaz's chest rang with dull pain. He felt the need to erase anything that troubled you in this world or stood in your way. And he will.

"Tell me whoever made you feel that way and consider them dead by daylight." He threatened, more serious than you've ever seen him.

That made you smile. "I fear it's only my own fault." The smile on your face turned sad, and Kaz was now determined to make your smile brighter than it ever was. He steadied his breath before speaking again.

"Nonsense. You are more than enough to me, Y/N. Most of the time it feels like you... you are the only person worth caring for. Form of lightness in my life." He pauses. "And you're also the greatest man I've met. By strength and spirit. A man like yourself could own Ketterdam and much more."

His words made your heart melt right into his embrace, remaining speechless. It took everything in you to hold in tears that threatened to fall down your heated cheeks. He only looked at you in astonishment, showering you with esteem.

"Also if it's worth anything... I find you the most good-looking gentleman I've seen."

That line made you burst into laughter and it was music to Kaz's ears. The sound completely mesmerized him along with the amused look that suited you perfectly. "Cheesy, Brekker. Who would have thought?" Your cheeks were burning with a pinkish shade, causing his to work up the same color ever so slightly.

Beaming at him with the most genuine smile Kaz would sacrifice the world for was enough for him to fold right away, the corner of his mouth curving slightly up. As long as you were happy, nothing else felt important to him in this moment.