It was Jasmin who caught Adam staring into the mirror in the commons bathroom.

She hid because she was nosy, and poked her head around to watch. He seemed to be disassociating, the door was wide open so maybe he just had to pee and was about to walk out.

After five minutes of him not moving at all, she started to worry.

She could understand the complexities of wondering about one's gender, after all she now went by they/them pronouns sometimes  after a spell of her own gender horror. But to completely transition was something she could just never understand. Anna had told her stories of how badly things can feel at first: the false regret, the panic, the changes that can be painful in one's body as they happen.

What could she do? She felt it would be rude to interrupt him for the kiss she'd been seeking from him. Just as she was about to start to gather her courage, he pushed his hair from his eyes and really stared at himself.

A shaky smile appeared until it was full and bright; his smile lines were showing and his eyes narrowed with the expression. He looked so happy, and then he started to cry.

She rushed him. Suddenly it didn't matter if it was rude because she longed to comfort him, she wanted to save him from the sadness she'd seen attack him so many times.

He wrapped her in his arms and sobbed into her hair. Adam was so good at hugging, she felt tears springing to her own eyes as he rocked her and choked out a laugh. "I-I'm sorry. I just looked into the mirror and saw a man and it shocked the hell out of me."

Ah, the old eyes deciding to stop fucking with your self image moment. They were few and far between for Jasmin, but this display made her pull back and cup his cheeks. "Oh, Adam. Congratulations, that's big."

A brow twitched up and he kissed her once, then licked his lips and went in again like he always, always did. "Smart girl. I hate when people try to validate me in moments like this."

"I know," She whispered, leaning onto her tippy toes for another kiss. "I listen sometimes."

He chuckled and supplied a kiss, then another one. "That's positively shocking, Jazzy."

Jasmin blushed and tried to pull away. "Oh, no. I'm not sitting through this again."

Adam's eyes brightened and he pulled her back to press his lips against her ear. Something about the way she fit between his legs as he leaned against the sink made her grip onto his muscle tank for dear life. She wanted him closer and closer still. "Come on, don't you want some attention, babygirl? I knew you were there, I know you were seeking me out." He placed a kiss on her earlobe and sank his fingers into her sides. "Don't lie to me, Jazzy."

She couldn't help it; she melted into him and whined, "Come snuggle me. I want you."

A slender finger tipped up her chin and he shook the hair out of his eyes. "Say it again." Her eyes darted away and he rumbled under his breath his annoyance. "Look me in my eyes when you're asking me for things, Jasmin."

For some reason she was the only one who didn't have to beg for him. He gave to her easily, so long as she could look him in the eyes and admit she wanted it. What a coin-flip compared to her husband that was somewhere in one of the houses.

Adam's eyes did things to her. The not blue and not purple color made her antsy and eager to please. Sometimes she'd make a fuss, but mostly she just wanted him to be happy with her. They were so pale but so stark, she didn't understand how they were possible but she could not resist him any longer when her knees were threatening to give out. "Come and snuggle me, Adam. I want you and I want your attention."

A corner of his lip twitched like he was holding back a smile. "Come on, then. Hold my hand."

Jasmin most of the time couldn't be sure if he was Littling her because he didn't use the same voice he used for Anna to do that. He spoke to her like an adult, but issued the same commands.

He laid down and patted his chest. "Lay on top of me so I can kiss you whenever I want." When she obeyed he kissed all over her face. "Pretty girl."

She giggled and blushed for him, sparking delight in his eyes as his hands traveled over every inch he could reach. "You're touching my boobs," She pointed out shyly.

Adam removed his eyes from them and not his hands. He squeezed until she gasped. "I like boobs."

"But you're gay!" She exclaimed with a laugh.

He caught her smile just a bit and leaned up to bury his face in them. "Warm, squishy, and they belong to you." Just like Steven he nuzzled in and sighed his immense content. "What can I say? You breached my gayness."

When he peeked out he looked rather innocent until he revealed a shark-like smile. "What's that about?" She giggled. It grew and she bit her lip. "I've been told by a reputable source that that look is not good news."

"Lay on your back, I don't wanna push you around." As soon as she did he fingered her shirt. "How much do you love this top?"

She shrugged and he grabbed the collar with both hands, tugged once and readjusted, then tore it and nestled into her breasts with one in his hand. "O-oh my stars, what are you doing?"

"Napping with pretty girlfriend," He mumbled. "Take a nap with me, Jazz."

Her eyes shut after a few minutes of boy crazy activity in her mind. She loved this boy in particular: an amalgamation of his parts, so different from the others but pristine and pure intentioned even if his filthiest endeavors. He made her feel so wanted, and when his hand squeezed just to move and play with her nipple a shaky sigh escaped her before sleep.

*

Jacob was sitting on top of the fridge the entire time. He didn't know how people missed his gangly ass legs sitting up there or him drinking his tea, but he supposed a monumental thing had just happened and his heart was so full of love he had to hop down and clutch at his chest. "Oh my fucking god, that's cute."

He snuck closer and leaned down to kiss both of them with misty eyes and a raging heart boner. "Oh my stars it's cuter up close. You guys are so perfect. I love you."

Then he took out his phone to take hundreds of pictures from different angles. He wasn't Alex or Jasmin but he knew what looked good. Then he made it his home screen so he could see the picture every day.

The group chat blew up immediately and Connie and Steven were the first to poke their heads out of their house with messy hair and starry eyes. "So cute."

Their fusion was effortless and Stevonnie tip toed over to sit next to Jacob and just watch.

"He had a gender euphoria moment," He whispered to Stevonnie. "It was really incredible."

They smiled big and clasped their hands in front of their face. "I love this polycule."

Anna snuck out to crawl on Stevonnie's lap. "I can't believe Jasmin didn't know Adam likes boobs. I mean, he buries his face in mine all the damn time and then passes out immediately and they're all top surgery."

More and more joined them until all of them were staring at the apparent godsend of Adam and Jasmin together. They contrasted beautifully; his pale to her middle, earthy tone, their hair both different kinds of dark though Jasmin had her red from underneath peeking through at this perspective, their soft sleeping sounds alternating from one to the other. It was precious.

Alex wrinkled his nose. "This feels like seeing my sisters boobs."

"But it's cute," Jacob whined quietly. "Look at them!" He pulled Alex to lie on his lap, then thinking better, straddle him so he could rest his head on his shoulder. "Yeah, this is peak efficiency."

"Say it with your accent," Hazel murmured teasingly.

"Now that's bloody wonderful, innit?"

They giggled and scooted closer together, Alex blushing and hiding his face from Stevonnies smirk at his staring.

"I'm not a girl," They reminded them coyly. "You can look and touch all you want to."

He moved just slightly so he could do exactly that: stare. "I'm just observing, don't get any ideas."

They winked and Alex grew several shades darker.

Around fifteen minutes later, Adam stirred and unburied himself to stare at the audience. "Don't you people have things to do?"

Stevonnie shook their head. "No."

He grinned. "Hi, Stevonnie." The teasing lilt to his voice made them shy.

Their eyes broke away from him to stare at anything else. "Hi, Adam."

"Stevonnie has a crush~!" Jasmin giggled sleepily. "Where's everyone else?" Adam leaned down to kiss her twice and turned her head slightly to the right. "Oh for Christs sake! You all just sat and stared at my boobs for god knows how long?!"

Hazel nodded. "How could we not? I like boobs, they make me happy!" He beamed and he knew damn well how cute he was. "And my husband likes boobs, and I like watching him like boobs."

Anna coughed, and then muttered, "Pervert! Oh, sorry. Got something stuck in my throat."

"You're supposed to cough while you say the word," Hazel laughed with a pout. "You guys are mean!"

Stevonnie crooned, "Steven loves Connie's boobs. He likes them cause—,"

"Damn it, Connie," Steven griped as he set her off of him and scooted to Jasmin to grab her boob instead. "You're mean to me, too. Hazel, I think girls are just bullies."

Adam grinned. "Jasmin doesn't bully me, not even when I pick her up for dates."

She rolled her eyes as more hands appeared to grab her breasts. "What is this? A petting zoo?"

Adam's eyebrows raised. "That sounds like a fantastic idea."

"She can get off on nipple stimulation," Jacob revealed. He coughed and looked to Hazel. "Did I do it right?"

They burst out laughing for a good minute, then turned six smiles to Jasmin.