bowers gang x trans male reader

chapter 12

Y/n's pov:
I woke up to a sharp pain in my side. My binder, I forgot to take it off again. My brain keeps telling me to keep it on because of my dysphoria but I can't keep doing this to myself.
I got up and walked downstairs, as I rounded the corner to the kitchen and walked to the sink. I put my mouth to the faucet and took a long drink.
'god I'm so hungry' I thought to myself.
I haven't eaten anything since I got here and I wasn't going to change that. If I eat, I gain weight, if I gain weight my feminine figure grows more prominent. The truth is that I've been planning a way to escape this entire time. There were no bars on the windows in my room and I found a way to get out without them noticing. I just have to wait until tonight.
Victors pov:
I was in the living room when I heard steps in the kitchen. I got up and made my way to the kitchen and saw y/n drinking out of the faucet.
I walked up behind him and hugged him. He jumped and looked up at me.
"What are you doing?" He asked, obviously flustered.
"Just showing my love" I whispered in his ear.
He mumbled something that I couldn't quite hear and walked away. I watched him walk into the living room. God he has such a nice ass. I can't wait to fuck him.
Y/n's pov:
I'm not gonna lie, if I wasn't being kept here I would be attracted to the boys. I feel like my mood keeps switching. Part of me wants to leave and get away from them, and the other part of me wants to stay and be with them.
I sat down on the couch next to belch and he pulled me close. I leaned into his touch and hugged him.
'maybe I won't leave'
'infact maybe....'
"Belch?" I asked while looking up.
"Yes angel?"
I moved my head up and kissed him on the cheek, then I got up and walked to my room to get dressed.
I got dressed in my usual attire (hoodie and jeans) and as I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth, I noticed that there was mascara sitting next to the sink. I brushed my teeth and dabbed the mascara lightly on my upper lip to give the impression that I had a moustache.
After I was done I put the mascara back in it's original place and walked back into my room. I laid down on my back and stared at the ceiling.
'how am I going to get out of here?' I thought.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening, Patrick and Henry walked in:
"Move out of the way! I want to give it to him!" Patrick argued with Henry.
"You're such an idiot," Henry said and pushed Patrick.
As the boys bickered, I noticed that in Henry's hand was a plate of waffles. Henry set the plate on the side table and walked to the bed and sat next to me. I laid back down and felt Patrick sit too. Henry leaned down and started kissing my cheek, slowly moving down to my neck. Patrick inched his hand closer and placed it on my stomach, he slowly lifted up my shirt, just barely above my belly button, leaning down to leave small pecks on my stomach. Patricks hand moved closer to my chest, in an instant I shot up and ran from the room.
I ran down the stairs, straight into belch who looked concerned at my demeanor.
"Baby, what's wrong?" He spoke softly with his hands on each of my shoulders.
"Nothing, I just got startled is all" I mumbled.
He took his hands off my shoulders and turned around to go back to the living room. Just then Patrick slowly crept up behind me and whispered in my ear:
"Why'd you leave, I was just starting to have fun?" His voice made my knees shake.
"God I'm so horny" I whispered to myself.
Patrick, still being in earshot, whispered back:
"Baby, me and Henry can help with that."
Henry suddenly turned the corner and walked towards us. Patrick whispered something in Henry's ear that I couldn't make out, Patrick grabbed my arm and lead me upstairs.
To what?
I guess I'll find out.