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Rin had never worn a skirt before, but he didn’t dislike the feeling.
There was something about the way he felt so free—his legs and tail bare to the open air, no constriction…! It felt so nice! Not only that, but the swishing of the skirt had him feeling all kinds of cute.
One glance at himself in the mirror had him grinning. He definitely looked as cute as he felt! Rin swished the skirt a bit, watching it now in the mirror and how it moved and shifted over his legs. It more than looked good. It clicked a little button in his brain that released happiness into his cheeks, making his smile grow a little wider.
Rin wanted to show Ryuuji how he felt. He wanted to see if his boyfriend thought the same. Such an intoxicating and wonderful feeling just had to be shared! So Rin turned and looked across the room to where Ryuuji was just finishing buttoning up his blouse.
But… Well. It just wasn’t what he expected.
Rin looked like a girl, he thought. When he looked at himself in the mirror, he was sure that if no one had ever seen him before, they’d definitely mistake him for a girl. Ryuuji on the other hand was a lot buffer than he was. His square shoulders and strong chest made for an attractive figure, but just putting on a girl’s uniform wasn’t cutting it. They were supposed to look like girls, after all!
Rin walked over and grabbed Ryuuji’s hands, stopping him from buttoning up the rest.
“Are you wearing a bra under here?” he asked, peering into his shirt.
Ryuuji’s face turned instantly red.
“Wha—?! Hey! Quit that!” he hissed. He was as scandalized by Rin’s question as he was by the way Rin was shamelessly closing in. In the middle of company too! Not that everyone was paying them any attention right now, but still.
“Aw come on, it’s not like we all haven’t taken baths and stuff,” Rin pried with a smirk. Still, he lowered his voice to match Ryuuji’s volume. “So? Bra?”
Ryuuji forcibly shook Rin’s hands off and closed the front of his shirt shut in a single, swift movement.
“No!” he hissed. The heat in his cheeks grew, prickling unbearably. “Why would I put on something like that?!”
“Because you don’t have a girly figure, Ryuuji!” Rin’s voice reached an incredulous tone. “Look, I did it!” He leaned back, adjusting the padded bra he’d put on. “Don’t you think it makes me look more like a girl?” Rin swished his skirt again for good measure, the smile automatically finding its way back on his lips.
He really made a cute sight. Ryuuji sure as hell couldn’t deny it. The blush that had spread across his face began to burn for a different reason and he tried to will it to fade to no avail.
“Moron, what’re ya doing?” he muttered, but he could hardly pull his eyes away from Rin, who must have heard something revealing in Ryuuji’s voice because his preening smile slid into that prowling, cocky smirk that Ryuuji had very recently started to associate with trouble.
The good kind of trouble. The trouble that had almost made Ryuuji be late to class once because Rin had recently picked up some pretty convincing ways to distract Ryuuji in between classes.
Incidentally, Ryuuji took intense notice just then that Rin was wearing a very pretty shade of red lipstick. He swallowed, hard.
Rin kept his eyes on Ryuuji as he reached into the collar of his shirt and adjusted the strap of his bra on his shoulder.
“You should totally get a bra. They gotta have one in your size, and then we could stuff it for good measure!” Rin grinned. His hands moved in front of his chest, cupping the air as if groping a set of invisible breasts. “Then you’d definitely look girly enough!”
“I don’t think anything’s gonna help me in that area,” Ryuuji muttered, but it was a half-hearted protest. His earlier embarrassment had faded under the distracting desire to pull Rin over closer. He really, really looked cute. It wasn’t just lipstick that he had put on, but eyeliner and mascara too. Both of which made his already pretty eyes pop out further.
“What? I seriously think you’d look so cute!” Rin complained, pouting his lower lip and batting his eyelashes. It was almost as if he knew where Ryuuji’s gaze was lingering. Or maybe Rin just had good instincts as usual.
Probably both.
Still, Rin wasn’t one to deny himself as he moved closer, leaning against Ryuuji’s chest. “You’re seriously not gonna wear one?” he complained.
“Y-You really think I should?”
“Definitely!” Rin turned back towards the corner where the girls’ uniforms had been piled up. He knew for a fact he’d seen a bra or three in there. “Stay here!”
He was gone before Ryuuji could protest further. Still, he groaned, half-regretting not having just convinced Rin to drop it.
When Rin returned, it was with a bra hanging over his arm. It was pink and outright horrifyingly lacy. (Where had Yukio even acquired these?) Ryuuji took a half step back just as Rin eagerly reached for the buttons of Ryuuji's shirt.
"W-Wait a second—!" He was having second thoughts about this again. Of course, it was hard to resist Rin's momentum when looked so into this. At least, it was until a truly terribly voice cut in to comment on the situation.
"Whoa~ nice pick there, Okumura! Bet ya Bon's gonna fill that one out real nicely," Renzou said, snickering loudly.
Nope. Nevermind. Definitely NOT doing this. Ryuuji told Rin as much.
"Awwww!" Rin complained with a downtrodden expression that melted almost all of Ryuuji's resistance.
Almost.
"If you really want me to try it on, we can. Later. Okay?" Ryuuji muttered, low enough so that only Rin could hear him.
All of that disappointment disappeared in a flash, replaced by a glinting, devilish grin. He leaned a little closer and Rin planted a quick kiss on his chin, too fast for Ryuuji to even think about whether or not he should pull away.
“I’ll sneak this into my bag,” he whispered, his tail wagging and swishing the skirt against his thighs.
It was a sight that made Ryuuji's stomach do all sorts of somersaults. He blushed and gave Rin an almost imperceptible nod that had his boyfriend grinning brightly. The red tint of his lips made his already cute smile even cuter.
Weird as this experience was, it definitely had its perks.
(Not that he would ever admit that out loud. Certainly not if Renzou was around.)