Armaan was going to say he could work it out, though most of his friends were in the know anyway so it wouldn't be an issue. And then Freddie said that. And the very idea of it froze his insides.
"Uh-" Arman sat up in the bath, so he could turn to face Freddie more directly. And a little bit to put space between them, because he needed to work through that. "I uhm...I'm gay," though he said it in such a way, it was clear there was a 'but' coming. "I've thought about this sometimes. How I would feel if I was in a long-term relationship where someone realised they were trans. And if they still wanted to be with me, would I stay with them. I don't...I don't think there's any way to know for sure," he said, "but I want to believe I wouldn't be a fucking asshole and leave someone because they learned something about their gender. And I have absolutely been with trans men. Most of whom hadn't had bottom surgery, so it's not uhm...a vagina that's- Oh my god this is fucking awkward," he breathed.
Armaan hadn't even considered this. "Have you been a woman before?"