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Should he go with that? Or rather with that? Well that one over there wasn't that bad either. He hadn't tried it on for a long time. But he also wanted to wear that. But wouldn't he neglect that one over there? Would it even go together?
Akito sighed as he looked around his room, shaking his head in frustration as if he was trying to clear his mind.
Why was picking an outfit so hard?
His room was a mess. His mind was a mess. He was a mess.
And still, he hadn't chosen an outfit yet.
The orange haired was free that afternoon, the perfect opportunity to try on some cute outfits. Ena didn't send him to the convenience store – even though he was kind of carving cheesecake at the moment – and his parents weren't at home. Plus, he had finished practicing the songs so he was free to do whatever he liked. The perfect setting right?
However this had been a hard task for him, over an hour he had been combining new pieces to create an outfit. Since he had too many clothes, it took him way longer.
Too many good outfits, too many combinations and too many accessories to choose from. It had been a struggle even though his favourite music was blasting in his room loudly. Not even that helped.
However there was one thing he was sure of:
He wanted to wear one of his skirts.
Yet he was struggling with the aesthetic.
Should he go with something rather dark and edgy? Or with something cute and pastel. He was torn between those choices.
Should he scramble both ideas? He was also very into cottage and fairy core. Every aesthetic had a certain appeal to it.
"Ugh why is that so hard?" Akito sighed in a frustrated manner, searching with his green eyes for the clothes which he had picked out beforehand and which were short-listed.
He didn't even know why exactly he was doing all of that, dressing up and stuff. Just the random energy flow motivated him to stand up from his bed to rummage through his 'special section' of clothes. He really felt inspired to created something new.
Even though he would never actually dress like that in public, he would be risking his imagine, he still enjoyed wearing these types of clothes at home. In his room. Alone.
One could call it a small hobby, something he would enjoy doing from time to time.
Yet one question remained unanswered, a painful sensation was growing in his focused mind as he still didn't know:
What exactly did he want to wear?
If he could, he would have worn everything at the same time. Since that was impossible, not to mention also beyond unstylish, he was forced to put his finger on an outfit and to decide the clothes which were fitting for a certain style.
So how had he been feeling today? Maybe he could start with that. Thinking about it for a second he immediately erased that approach out of his head. Nope, that wasn't helping him since his feelings were all over he place.
All of the Vivid Bad Squad members were busy, leaving him all by himself. He could've practiced his singing and performing a bit more, but after doing that for basically the whole day it quickly got boring. Maybe it felt so dull because his partner wasn't there to practice with him?
Nope, couldn't be the case. He definitely wasn't salty about the fact that Toya was ditching him. If he only knew what he was up to all alone in his room, he wouldn't even recognize his buddy. What would Toya say if he saw him like that?
No way, he definitely couldn't think about that. It was only distracting him even more. Why was he even thinking about Toya? What a waste of time.
Essentially Akito wanted to calm his mind a bit by doing what he really enjoyed, which was dressing up prettily. However he really wasn't able to do that since he was stressing himself to create the greatest outfit ever, not to mention was he thinking about the reaction of a certain someone.
Did he really want to try something cute? It wouldn't really fit his vibe, would it? Even if he owned some cutesy clothing he still wasn't sure if the style really fit to his personality. Still he was beyond tempted by it.
One thougt was somehow really amusing: He had robbed Ena of some her clothing to expand his wardrobe. Lucky enough his sister didn't even suspect him. Who would have thought Akito was into something like this? Contradictory but also kind of very fitting.
Green eyes sparkling a bit as they stopped on a pastel pink pleated and checkered skirt, Akito paused his motion. Was he really trying that out today?
Heck yeah he was.
Apart from the fact that he hadn't worn that specific skirt very often, it was getting dusty in the deep corner of his closet, he still really adored that certain skirt.
Was it the perfect length which emphasized this slim but a bit plumb legs? Or was it the cut which complimented his hips? Or was it rather the cute color which fitted him surprisingly well?
He couldn't put a finger on it.
All he knew is that he was given the power to create a breathtaking outfit. Well, he wasn't particularly planning on taking someone's breath away since no one would see him, right? Yet he wanted to do his best to meet his own expectations.
Humming the song under his breath which was playing in the background loudly as he rummaged through his clothes, Akito finally pulled out the oversized hoodie he was hoping to find.
The sleeves of the pitch black hoodie were way too long for him, it only added to the cute appearance the pink design on the front of the hoodie already created. Slipping it over his head, the orange haired already felt the soft fabric embrace him, it was beyond comfy.
Letting his gaze wander across the room, his eyes fell on the striped thigh highs. He was wondering, would the fishnet knee highs fit him even better?
The boy hesitated for a brief second, considering the diffrent looks he could create. Not shortly after his decision fell on the thigh highs. After all nobody was there to judge, right?
With a swift move he put the thigh highs on, already feeling the pressure around his legs as the pink and white socks hugged his legs tightly.
Walking over to his closet and pulling a little box out of it, he opened the rectangular item to reveal various accessories. Sure, he always wore his silver earrings but these accessories were a tad diffrent, a bit fancier he would say.
Hairclips – he really was tempted by them. Not being able to resist anymore the more he looked at them, Akito took a few ones out of the box to put them into his orange hair. Some of the clips were black, some others were pink and some sparkled brightly in the light.
Subsequently Akito searched for a specific accessory in his box, he had a certain little choker in mind. Ena wasn't the only Shinonome who enjoyed wearing them, he would even say he looked better in it than her.
Relieved as he finally found what seemed lost at first, Akito put the choker around his neck. It was black, decorated by a little shiny stone in the middle and hanging silver chains next to it.
How about the black fishnets gloves? He had almost forgotten about them. They were hidden somewhere over there. Getting to the said spot, the orange haired pulled out the gloves to slip them on.
The said male then stood up to look at himself in his big mirror. A satisfied grin forming on his lips, Akito began to twirl around to watch the fluid movement of his pink checkered skirt as it revealed a bit more of his thighs. The thigh highs were actually pretty tight, they squished some skin which was located next to the hem – was he growing out of it?
Pulling the sleeves downwards to hide his hands, Akito paused his motion to face the mirror with his back. To get a better look at himself the latter bended a bit forward, exposing even more of his clothing. He couldn't believe he decided it would be best to put 'that' on...
"Am I... interrupting something?"
Silence.
That was what filled the room for what felt like hours for the startled boy who was bending infront of the mirror.
"T-toya-" the orange haired said and interrupted himself to turn around, standing upright again to face the taller male who was standing in the door frame.
"Don't you know how to knock?!" Akito shouted furiously as he sank to the ground to cover more of his rather exposed legs, kneeling on the floor while glaring at Toya.
"Well, I did but you probably didn't hear it because of the music." The blue haired explained unbothered and calm as ever, as if nothing had happened. Yet, he had realized what Akito was wearing.
The smaller's heart felt like it was going to explode, that was how fast it was beating due to the embarrassing incident. How was he ever going to explain that?
And why of all people was Toya the one to barge into his room unannounced?
"How did you even get into the house!?" Akito asked, hiding his face behind his hands to shield himself from the taller's piercing gaze.
"Oh Ena let me in. She just told me to directly go to your room because she was busy." Toya explained, still awkwardly standing in the door frame while not really knowing what to do with himself. Yet he was the one who was the calmest.
"Now get inside and close the door, you moron. No one's gotta see me like this." Akito spoke rather quietly under his breath, his voice still being muffled because of hiding behind his hands.
Doing as he told, Toya fully slipped inside the room and closed the door behind him. He then pointed at the bed, basically asking if it was okay for him to sit on his bed. Looking up from his hands, Akito nodded. Then he stood up to also move to the bed, plopping himself next to the taller.
"What are you even doing here? Couldn't you text me first?" The orange haired sassed annoyed as ever, still attempting to hide his embarrassment.
"I bought you cheesecake. Wanted to stop by." Toya elaborated as he held up the bag in his hand and smiled, getting a closer look at the dressed up male who was sitting next to him.
"Still- but you could- you're lucky, okay? I will forgive you only because of the cheesecake." Akito announced as he snatched the paper bag out of Toya's hand, still careful enough to not squash the sacred cake inside of it.
Watching the other pull the cake, which was placed on a the squared paper plate, out of the bag, Toya spoke: "Well, to come back to my question, was I interrupting something?"
Glaring at the taller while stuffing a fork full of cheesecake – the fork was also included in the bag – into his mouth, Akito rolled his eyes in annoyance. While munching on the delicious cake Akito retorted:
"Well, I was trying to have a nice afternoon by dressing up a bit. But someone..." The orange haired leaned a bit closer to Toya to glare at him even more, then continued: "...had to barge into my room."
"Sorry." The blue haired let out as he watched the other devour his favourite thing ever with a growing smile on his lips. "Just for fun or is there an occasion?" Toya asked with a curious tone as he scanned all the clothes laying around. Had Akito tried all of them on?
"Just for fun. I kinda like crossdressing." The smaller admitted, already being half-way through the cake. Eating the cake made the explaining part a lot easier because it was calming him down.
"Didn't know that." "Yeah hadn't talked about it." Akito sighed, he was slowly realizing how his secret was accidentally exposed to someone. Someone he was afraid to lose. Were more people going to know about his hobby?
An awkward silence fell upon them once again as Toya decided to stare at the dull white ceiling while Akito kept eating his cheesecake. He was really glad about the little present. If he hadn't brought him cheesecake he probably would have lost it.
Not long after Toya had to shift his gaze to the smaller again. The orange haired had always been pretty much an eye catcher, especially because of his hair colour and fierce personality. Not only that, he was very handsome.
But now?
What was pulling Toya in? It felt like he had discovered a new side of his well known partner. A side which felt a tad softer than his usually self, a bit more personal. Gosh, who was he kidding, he really had the looks of a celebrity, the outfit only underlined that effect. The thought of an ethereal human being seated beside him didn't even feel exaggerated for him.
"What are you staring at?" The rather harsh words of Akito pulled the taller out of his thoughts. By now the orange haired had finished his cheesecake, leaving him with an empty paper plate and a full stomach – and full heart. He really couldn't resist the taste of a good cheesecake, could he?
"I- you have there... something." The taller spoke rather hesitantly to distract from what he was thinking about, finally being able to push away his original thoughts. His savior, which he had mentioned instead of his thoughts, was a little rest of cream stuck on the corner of the smaller's lips.
"Here?"
"No more over there."
"Here?"
"No not there."
"Are you making fun of me-"
"May I?" Toya interrupted the smaller before he could accuse him of more things and waited for his approval. Akito's face began to heat up as he leaned back a bit, a befuddled expression was forming on his face as he fully grasped the meaning of Toya's words.
"Whatever." Akito spat as he averted his gaze from the taller. Soon he felt some fingers holding up his chin as the thumb gently brushed against the corner of his lips.
Startled by the sudden warm sensation, Akito let his gaze wander back to Toya who was currently looking at him with a concentrated expression. Was it really that hard to wipe some cream off someone's face? And why did he have to be that close?
As quickly as the moment came by it also passed again, leaving Akito with the unpleasant lack of warmth as Toya retracted his hand.
Without hesitating for a single second the blue haired brought his thumb up to his own lips to lick over it, getting rid of the cream. Frozen on the spot while his face kept burning up, Akito scolded: "Toya!"
"What?"
"You can't just- ugh nevermind. Thanks I guess."
Once again the only thing which was present in the room was the suffocating silence. Akito was way too focused on processing the embarrassing action while Toya wasn't sure of what to say. Did he do something wrong?
Subsequently Akito took the initiative to question: "Well... aren't you going to say something? To- you know, this."
"What am I supposed to say?" The blue haired asked, still being the oblivious one as he stared at the smaller who was beginning to sulk because of his words.
"W-well- if I look stupid, or idk just something. Don't just pretend nothing happened!" The orange haired raised his voice a bit.
"I think it's... cute."
"Ha? Cute?" Akito rose his eye brows as he looked at the taller who just beamed him an apologetic smile. Looking down on himself he coul kind of see the point. Still it didn't feel reasonable. He wasn't particularly cute, right?
"Well I said something?" Toya said in a confused manner as he inspected the smaller's outfit again with his eyes to confirm his previous sentence.
"Yes- but still? Wasn't it surprising?"
"Well in the beginning yes but I think it looks good on you. And if it makes you happy then that's what matters the most, right?" The taller elaborated thoroughly to which the other's face only grew redder.
It looked good on him.
That was exactly what he said.
It should make him happy.
He heard him say those precious words.
Shaking his head in disbelief, Akito couldn't believe his own sentimental thoughts nor what Toya was saying. He managed to let out a little 'Thank you' in the end.
"I even think it fits you." Toya stated to which the other glared at him: "I don't know if I should take it as an insult or as a compliment."
"It's a compliment, really-" The blue haired assured but was interrupted by a giggling Akito: "I know I know." Relieved about how Akito able to laugh again, no tension from before being left, Toya leaned a bit forward to look at the hairclips in the smaller's hair. He had noticed them just now.
Taking aback by the sudden proximity, Akito paused his giggle to look a bit upwards, meeting Toya's gaze.
"Your hairclips. I like them." The taller spoke as he rose his hands to let the tip of his finger glide over the interesting texture.
"You're so pretty." Toya added as he made eye contact with the smaller to which the other closed his eyes to avoid any further awkward eye contact, or rather eye contact which caused him even more embarrassment since the proximity was difficult for him to handle. Akito hummed to agree with Toya's statement.
Suddenly the orange haired felt sneaky hands under his thighs as he was being pulled closer to the taller, or rather on top of the latter's lap.
Shooting his eyes wide open to observe his changed surroundings, Akito was met by a smiling Toya right in front of his face.
"What do you think you're doing?" The orange haired asked as a threatening tone laced laced his voice, his green prehnite eyes displaying little warning signs.
"Taking a closer look." The taller said bluntly, slipping his index finger under the black choker around Akito's neck.
Many factors contributed to the smaller's flustered expression. One would be that he somehow found himself sitting on the blue haired's lap. Not only that, he was also wearing a skirt. Second of all, one of Toya's hands was placed on his left thigh. Even if it only rested there without any movement it still drove him insane. And lastly, if all of that wasn't enough, he felt the soft sensation of Toya's hand caressing his neck as he 'inspected' his choker.
Subsequently, the taller's hands guided the smaller by his hips to turn around on his lap so he would face Toya with his back.
As Toya placed his head on the other's shoulder to look over it, Akito immediately felt the ticklish sensation on that area.
Looking at his thighs where his own hands were resting and Toya's on top of them, Akito heard Toya comment something which didn't really improve his heated state: "I also like your thigh highs, you look especially cute in them."
Shivering because of his words, Akito also began melting into the taller's touch as the latter began to slowly slip finger after finger inside of the thight fabric.
Toya went on with stretching the fabric with his index finger, letting go of it to make the hem hit the smaller's skin. Wincing at the small burning sensation, Akito lifted himself a bit, turning around to hit the taller's head lightly. "Sorry" Toya apologized immediately.
The latter then continued with letting his fingers roam over the soft skin and under the fabric, circling his hands all over his thighs. Beginning from the top, stoking over the sides to then get to the bottom of his thighs to squeeze them.
"Looks so good on you. You're so pretty, angel." The taller gushed again as he whispered, burying his head deeper into the smaller's shoulder. Toya really couldn't believe how lucky he was because of getting to see Akito like that, his brain was high on the aestheticly pleasing appearance of the smaller.
"Toya! Don't say stuff like that." The orange haired scolded as he looked to the side to look at Toya who was resting his head on his shoulder. An apologetic look formed in his gray eyes instantly, which made it hard for Akito to stay persistent.
"Fine, say whatever you want, I don't care." The orange haired whispered as he looked away again, fixing his eyes on the fishnet gloves to fiddle around with them.
The blue haired's hands then found their way up to slide under the black oversized hoodie to rest on his stomach as he mumbled quietly over and over again: "So pretty, angel". As soon as he placed his hands there he noticed a little cooling sensation. It was a chain.
With a sudden and swift move Toya lifted the other to lay him down on the bed in front of him, Toya hovered over him and placed himself between the smaller's legs.
As he took the hem of the black hoodie into his hands he looked up to wait for Akito's confirmation. Hesitantly the orange haired nodded, the other immediately lifted the hoodie a bit, revealing the sparkling chain around his tummy.
"A belly chain?" The taller asked as he also lifted the said cold chain a bit to let it fall on his stomach again, then he looked up to see Akito's reaction. The latter had hidden his face behind his hands while his hands were covered by the sleeves of his hoodie, leaving him with sweater paws.
One could see the smaller faintly nodding again without saying any word. He was trying to hide the humiliating sounds which could have come out of his mouth if he had opened it. On top of that he was also hiding his bright red face.
The second mission wasn't as successful as Toya hovered over the smaller's face to carefully graps Akito's hands, pulling them out of his face.
His embarrassment wasn't really caused by something particular, like an action or so, it was rather the fact that Toya actually had been 'inspecting' him thoroughly, noticing every little detail about his outfit. So after all it was really worth it to put an effort?
Then the blue haired let his finger trace the dangling and sparkling earrings, he realised with an amazed smile: "The earrings match your belly chain."
"Yeah I know. Now stop looking at me like that." Akito ordered as he placed his hands on the taller's face to push it further away. To that Toya just took one hand into his own to delicately kiss the back of it, the gentle look in his eyes embracing Akito warmly.
As if electricity was rushing through his body from head to toe, Akito averted his gaze to calm his fogged mind down. Why was Toya treating him so delicately?
"I'm sorry, I can't do that, you're just too beautiful." The taller spoke calmly as he interlocked his fingers with Akito's while he continued to hold his hand.
Beautiful? Did Toya really think that of him?
Letting his mind wander he found out that he didn't dislike the sound of that, he actually enjoy it a lot. Too much actually.
"Again, I only forgive you because of the cheesecake." The orange haired huffed, now having enough courage to look Toya into his eyes.
The blue haired giggled softly at the smaller's attitude: "Then I'm glad I brought some."
"So... are you gonna get off of me now?"
"Hmmm do I have to?"
"Depends"
"I can buy you more cheesecake-?"
"I don't care, do whatever you want."
"Well I can see more outfits laying around here?"
"And?"
"I need to evaluate them, don't I?"
"Well..."
"Akito, you're just too pretty."
"Toya! Stop that already!"