#please take special note of the lil bat in dick’s hair :)

[mantimae]

Lil guys…. Baby birds…… menaces……….

[paintedface]

proud of him

summary: you and TJ take on his very first pride parade, and he gets a lil nervous

pairing: tj hammond x male!reader

words: 949 words

warnings: ALL GAY FLUFF BIATCH

notes: fourth??? in the series??? i think? thank you to @petersneds for helping me out with this! this is dedicated to you boi, hope you like it!

y’all im gonna miss this blog, heck I have to be away from it for two damn months soon. also this series is so special to me, so thank you for all the support!

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“Babe?” You call, inspecting your hair in the mirror, crinkling your nose as you flick your fringe out of your eyes.

“Yeah, I’m in the bedroom!” Your boyfriend calls back, and you smile to yourself, feeling warmth bloom in your chest. You still don’t know how you got so lucky with him, what you’ve ever done to deserve him.

Fixing the pride flag around your shoulders, you tap the bedroom door. “Are you decent? Can I come in?”

A snort sounds from inside, and you can almost see him doing it. “You’d come in even if I was naked.”

“Yeah, I would.” You push open the door, to the sight of your boyfriend, rolling up his shirt sleeves. Your smile widens when he gives you a mischievous grin, coming over and tugging you into a hug.

“You look fucking amazing.” He breathes, and you bury your face in his soft locks, pressing a gentle kiss there as he chuckles.

“You too, you look gorgeous.” You tap his nose and he rolls his eyes, but his cheeks flush a bright red, to your delight.

“Flatterer.” He mutters, as he bats you with his own pride flag, around his hip.

You yelp, shoving quickly at him, but it catches him off guard, making him stumble back onto the bed. Before you can apologise for it, he bursts into giggles, pulling you down with him.

“Thomas James Hammond, let go of me, now!” You yell, as he wraps his arms around you tightly, ruffling your perfectly done hair.

He grins again, shaking his head. “No way, you little dick.”

“Did you just insult my dick?” You accuse, mock-offended.

“No! I love your dick!” T.J. exclaims, and you burst out laughing, cuddling into him more.

“Good.” You brush your lips against his in a more tender manner, and he sighs, raking his hand into your hair.

God, you adore him. It’s been about a year since he’s been clean, and have gotten into a better mindset, and you’ve been with him every step of the way. Watching him grow more comfortable with himself, and everyone else...it’s something that you treasure.

“What’re you thinking about?” T.J. asks, eyes searching yours. You startle a little bit, before chuckling, because he can also fucking tell when you’re in thought.

“About how proud I am of you.” You say, and he blushes again, burying his head in your shoulder.

“Fuck you.” He mumbles, voice muffled, but you just smile, curling yourself around him.

“No, I really am. I’m proud of how you’ve gotten more confident, both in personality and sexuality, and you’ve worked so hard to get here, and finally, you’re just happy.” You tell him, and he groans into your shirt, but you can tell that he’s pleased.

“You’re such a sap.” He pulls away, his eyes bright, and slightly glossy.

You smirk, before hopping off the bed. “C’mon, we’ll be late. Let’s go.”

“Wow.” T.J. breathes, gaze awed as he grips your hand tightly. The two of you are slightly squashed in the large crowd, but it’s worth it. Everywhere you see, there’s bright rainbow flags and wide grins. Your heart is racing slightly as you lean your head on your boyfriend’s shoulder.

“This is my first pride parade. It’s so much...so much better than I could’ve ever expected.” You’ve never seen him so happy, except for when you told him that you reciprocate his feelings for you.

“Yeah?” You nudge his neck with your nose and he laughs, pressing a kiss to your forehead. And you’re so freaking proud of him to be comfortable to do that, especially in such a public place.

“Yeah. And I wouldn’t wanna spend it with anyone else.” T.J. pulls you impossibly closer.

The two of you walk for a while with the crowd, just basking in the open pride and happiness that surround you, glancing at each other every few moments.

“Hey!” A deep voice to your side catches your attention, coming from a surprisingly smaller man. Not tiny, but he’s slim, and short.

T.J. stiffens beside you, and your grip tightens around his waist.

“You talking to me?” He asks tersely, and the smaller man nods, dragging another, much taller, man along with him. The other guy rolls his eyes, smiling at T.J. sheepishly, making you relax slightly at the other guy’s nonchalant demeanour.

“Yeah, aren’t you T.J. Hammond? Former First Lady’s son?”

Your boyfriend nods, his teeth digging into his bottom lip. You press a light kiss to his cheek, and you can feel his jaw become less tense under your lips.

“Dude, you’re a damn inspiration. Like fuck, it was really good to see someone like me on the papers, not that what they were saying was good, but...yeah.” The smaller man smiles, a shyer note to his voice.

“An inspiration?” T.J. asks, confused, and the smaller man’s partner grins.

“Yeah, he kept referring to you as he came out to me, as someone who was actually human, and had the same struggles as us.” He plants a kiss to the smaller man’s head, who bats him in the chest in mock-annoyance.

T.J. relaxes beside you, and his smile returns. “Well, I’m glad I helped. I didn’t think I would be that kind of person to anyone.”

After the four of you finish your conversation, you grab your boyfriend’s shirt collar, pulling him down into a kiss, feeling him chuckle against your lips.

“I love you.” You breathe, as you pull away. His eyebrows raise in surprise, before his mouth spreads into a wide smile.

“Baby, I love you too.” He murmurs, his eyes crinkling at the edges as he engulfs you in a hug.

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