Hey, everyone! This is my first attempt at writing fanfic with Trans/Genderfluid stuff as the main topic, so I hope this doesn’t suck. I kept asking @demiboypercyjackson for help and asking him a ton of question and probably annoyed the hades out of him, but… hopefully this makes it worth it! I can’t promise this’ll be 100% accurate, but I tried.
Nico di Angelo stood in front of the large mirror that hung from his door, admiring the frilly blue dress he had stollen from his older sister when they had been living in Italy. He gave a few experimental twirls to see the bottom lift and he found himself grinning at his reflection. He rarely brought out the article of clothing, but when he did, he tried to make the most out of it to make himself feel pretty - this usually included makeup to complete the look, even if it wasn’t much.
He had started sneaking the the girl clothes around his sister when he was a little boy because that was when the girly ‘urges’ had begun. He would hide in the bathroom and dress up. As he grew older and got to Camp Half-Blood, he spent his more girlish days locked up in his cabin of one. He was so lost in the memories that he didn’t hear knocking or the door open.
Will Solace was now standing in front of the mirror and Nico did not bother to hide his mortification. Will only looked amused.
“It isn’t what it looks like!”
Will started to laugh loudly, and Nico was relieved that didn’t sound mocking or teasing.
“There isn’t anything wrong with wearing girls clothes, Nico,” he said after his laughing had died down.
Nico gave him an unsure look as he started to awkwardly tug on the fraying edges of the skirt. Will could tell the skirt was old just by looking at it. Will wrapped the son of Hades in a short lived hug before Nico pulled away.
“What if people think I am a freak for liking to wear girl clothes on some days…?”
That just launched Will into a full speech about the gods and how gender didn’t really mean much to them, and soon after that he was explaining different genders (which in turn, Will came out as trans to Nico without really meaning to) and Nico only stopped him when one sounded right.
“That one,” he said frantically, excitedly. “I’m that one. I think I’m genderfluid.”
Will smiled brightly at the happiness that was exerting itself from Nico. He looked at the skirt he was wearing and tilted his head.
“That looks old,” he said casually once Nico was following his gaze and calm (er, anyway).
“Yeah, it was… it was Bia’s. It’s started to fall apart.”
“We can keep that one for memories sake, but how about we go to the store and get you some skirts of your own. That way you can have as many as you want.”
Nico nodded and soon the two of them were standing in the middle of a mall, looking straight at the section of girls’ clothing.
Thus began their spending spree so Nico could sometimes be a very beautiful girl.