WARNING
Gender dysphoria triggers up ahead. Female to male transgender.

[third POV]

Bakugou woke up with a cold sweat running down his spine. He had another nightmare. In which he was forced to go to an all girls camp. At this camp they forced him to wear a bra, and he was not allowed to wear his packer. They all called him Cat instead of his chosen name of Katsuki. Needless to say, he was more than a little uncomfortable. He may be awake now, but the pain of his dream lingered. Causing him to feel more pain. Pain of not being a man on the outside was getting to him. He sat up and rubbed his collar bone and his Adams apple. He has been on testosterone for years now, though he still isn't set up enough to take the year off from hero work to get the corrective surgery to his "less desirable" areas. He muttered to himself in a deep a voice as he could muster, "I am a man. I am a man." As much as he told himself this, he couldn't bring himself to believe it. He felt his chest and it hurt him. Not the pain from a open wound, but a deep unsettling pain. Tears began to fall. his breath drew out shaky and ragged. "Why am I so un manly?" He cried quietly to himself in the humid night.

The sounds of tears awoke a sleeping hulk of a man. Bakugou's husband was how sturing. "Babe, what's wrong?" Kirishima asked. Kirishima didn't touch Bakugou, he knew better than to touch before he knew what was bothering him. If he was having PTSD it could worsen the parinoia. If it's gender identity, touching the wrong spots could make it worse too. So, he sat and waited patiently for his husband to tell him. After a few more shaky breaths Bakugou finally spoke, "I'm sorry I woke you, Ei."
"No, don't be. I wasn't sleeping well anyways. What's bothering you?" Kirishima kindly pressed the question again. Bakugou had his back to him and he whispered, "I had a nightmare. I was forced to go to an all girl camp, and now I feel like I'm shit. I'm not a man. I'm a fucking shit excuse for a human." Bakugou was in full blown tears now. Kirishima sat up and hugged him from behind, making sure to not touch any female parts. "Hey, your the most manly person I know! You have saved me more times than I can count! You might not have the bits, but you have the soul. And that's what really counts." As he spoke he rubbed calming circles into his loves arms. "God, I fucking hate this" Katsuki said gesturing to his chest, "and I cant wear my binder tonight cuz I wore it to long yesterday." He moved so he was laying flat on his back, arms above his head. "Is there anything you want me to do?" Kirishima asked. "Squish me." Bakugou said with a slight pout. His husband giggled and flopped on him. Kirishima pushed his arms to make it so his lovers breasts wouldn't brush against his arms. "I love you my Hero." Kirishima said as he kissed Bakugou's nose. "I love you too shitty hair. Please, just stay like this for a while." Kirishima nodded and snuggled into Bakugo. They fell asleep not long after.

× AUTHOR NOTE ×
Hey, so looking back on this I cried a bit. Some of you may know I am trans ftm. This is how I cope. My husband squishes me. Some times binders can worsen my dysphoria because the breast is pushed on my chest and arms. I have read trans ftm oneshots and fan fictions. As a ftm I can tell they dont really know what they are talking about. But I felt like this might give a little insight to what it's like for me on a day to day basis.