#kaz brekker x nonbinary!reader

[tyblackthornsheadphones]

kaz comforts genderfluid reader

request: Kaz brekker x gender fluid reader (they /them). The reader comes to kaz in tears and of course kaz is ready to deal with who ever made them cry and the reader just explains to kaz that their family doesn't accept them and told them they never will and keep dead naming them and kaz just comforts them ( it can have a smut ending idk if you write smut or not if you don't just have it be a fluff ending where the reader is on a sofa reading to kaz as he works.

summary: so i didn’t follow the request exactly but i hope it’s still okay. reader comes to kaz in tears after their parents keep deadnaming them and kaz comforts them.

warnings: mentions of deadnaming, no pronouns used for reader, reader is not described, kaz is a very hard character to write so i’m sorry if he seems ooc

word count: 436

kaz is used to you coming into his office unannounced. that’s why he doesn’t react to your presence at first, until he hears you sniffle and his head snaps up to look at you, eyes narrowing when he notices your red eyes and the dried tear-tracks on your cheeks.

“who did this to you?” he sounds murderous.

“it’s not that big of a deal,” you tell him, “it’s just my parents again. it’s nothing new, i should be used to it, but it still hurts every time they call me by that stupid name.”

you walk towards the window, looking down at the grimy streets of the barrel. it’s easier to open up to kaz this way, when he can’t see the pain and upset on your face and you can’t see the anger on his.

he isn’t known for being kind, he’s the bastard of the barrel, but you recognise his unconventional ways of showing affection, the way he protects his dregs, defends them, and now, the way he’s so willing to fight for you. you had stopped feeling loved by your parents when you had come out, and being so starved of affection, every small gesture of kindness made you nearly burst into tears.

you can still feel his eyes boring into the back of your head.

“i can deal with them.” it’s less of an offer and more of a statement. even so, you shake your head.

“you can’t- just leave it. they won’t change.”

“they can’t get away with it,” he presses, then softens -the tiniest bit, but enough to be noticeable by kaz standards, “i can’t let them keep hurting you.”

you sigh, and he limps over to your side. he tries to look into your eyes, but you turn your head, and so he raises his gloved hand to tilt your head, forcing your gaze to meet his.

his hand drops just as fast, but you can feel his lingering touch on your cheek.

“you could leave them. come live in the slat. they won’t be able to bother you here, and you’ll never have to see them again.”

“i’ll think about it,” you respond, “thank you, kaz.”

he puts his gloved hand atop yours; a small gesture, but so meaningful. he’s pushing through his own issues with touch to provide you the comfort you need, showing he cares -even if it comes with his own unconventional, slightly murderous ways, like threatening your whole family and anyone who so much as looks at you wrong.

and you smile, because only you get to see this side of him. your kaz.

[tyblackthornsheadphones]

Kaz brekker x gender fluid reader (they /them)

The reader comes to kaz in tears and of course kaz is ready to deal with who ever made them cry and the reader just explains to kaz that their family doesn't accept them and told them they never will and keep dead naming them and kaz just comforts them ( it can have a smut ending idk if you write smut or not if you don't just have it be a fluff ending where the reader is on a sofa reading to kaz as he works

it’s posted: here

i didn’t exactly follow the request but i hope you like it anyway. also i don’t write smut for kaz because of his canon touch aversion and i wanna respect that