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♥ one-shot fourteen // i am not afraid to walk this world alone [fluff/au] ♥

inspired by: the tumblr art linked on the side

title credit: famous last words - my chemical romance

warning: trans!dan (i dont see how that would be a problem, though, but still putting just in case)

genre/content: fluff/cutesy/au

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✖ Dan's POV ✖

I don't feel comfortable in my own skin.

"All these suits.. They're all so ugly and boring." I whispered to myself as I walked up and down the aisles searching for something to wear as I had just landed a new job (that was maybe a bit too professional for my liking, but oh well). "These aren't what I want."

I sighed, tears already starting to prick at the back of my eyes. I knew what I wanted, but it wasn't the norm. I walked out into the main aisle, my eyes instantly reading a sign labeled "Women's".

I took a deep breath, my feet - having a mind of its own - leading the way.

My eyes began to widen, my mouth shaped in an 'o' form as I gazed upon rows and rows of different colors, fabrics, and patterns. Everything was so diverse. This was a whole new world to me and appealed to my senses way more than all the stripes and solid colors of the men's suits.

I couldn't help but reach out and touch all the different pant suit and skirt suits, rubbing the fabric carefully and gently through my fingers. What would I even look good in..?

I began to wander around, searching all over for something that would fit my flat, curveless shape. Of course - since this was women's clothing - nothing would really sit quite well on my torso, but I had to try.

Hours upon hours of searching was spent and I just couldn't decide on anything. I had picked out five different outfits, all different patters and colors, but couldn't decided on something good enough. Two of them were skirt suits, the other three pant suits, but I decided to narrow it down the skirt suits since the pants reminded me of the boring men's suits.

I hung the suits back up, holding my two choices with pride, and made my way to the shoe department.

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I woke up before my alarm emitted its horrible screech. I was way too nervous and jittery for my time to go to waste, so I made my way to the bathroom and began to spruce myself up.

My clothes were already laid out from the night before as I spent most of my time admiring the soft fabric and design.

I had settled on a light beige, almost white, skirt suit. It had a fitted bodice and tight skirt that hugged my hips as I put it on. I even bought cute fishnet stockings to go under.

The shoes were another story, but were easy to pick out nonetheless. I chose some three inch pumps with a bow stitched to the strap.

I began to feel the cool material against my skin and instantly felt prepossessing and appealing. I always loved when I felt this way.

I had finished my hair and woken myself up a bit, but now it was time for the one thing I had never tried before - makeup. I wasn't entirely sure how to use it, but I watched so many tutorials online, I figured I could manage.

I started with the eyeliner, knowing it would be the hardest part.

Boy, was I right. I wanted to go with a cute winged eyeliner, but I couldn't quite get the wing to the exact size and length I wanted. I cleaned it off, starting over yet again.