Keep on Pretending, Pretty Girl. (Regina George x Trans Man Reader)

Halloween Party

As Wyatt makes his grand entrance into the Halloween party, all heads turn to behold his bold costume choice. With his muscles accentuated and clad in nothing but leopard print underwear and gold boots, he commands attention. Regina's eyes widen as she takes in his appearance, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. She knows Rocky Horror Picture Show is his favorite movie, and seeing him embody the character leaves her momentarily speechless.

Cady notices Regina's reaction and nudges Wyatt, who looks slightly self conscious about his top surgery scars.

"You're fine, I'm gonna find Aaron." Cady says and pats Wyatt's shoulder.

As Wyatt begins to mingle with other partygoers, he grabs a drink and starts to unwind. Regina can't seem to tear her eyes away from him, watching his every move with a mixture of curiosity and fascination.

However, her attention is momentarily diverted when she spots Cady across the room. She quickly pulls out her phone and sends a message to Gretchen, her brow furrowing in confusion.

"Why is Cady here?" she types out, her fingers tapping anxiously on the screen.

A few moments later, Gretchen's response pops up, causing Regina's eyes to widen in disbelief. "Aaron invited her," the message reads.

Regina's jaw drops as she reads the reply. "WTF?!?!?!" she fires back, her frustration evident in her swift response. Tonight just took an unexpected turn, and Regina can't help but wonder what other surprises the evening has in store.

Regina's mind churns with the weight of recent events, her determination propelling her forward as she seeks a moment alone with Wyatt. Quietly slipping away from the raucous party, she navigates the dimly lit corridors until she finds herself in a secluded room.

As Wyatt enters, Regina straightens, her posture poised yet vulnerable beneath her facade. "Well, look who it is," she says with a hint of her trademark sass, her eyes softening as they meet Wyatt's.

"Listen, I owe you an apology," she continues, her voice still carrying the sharp edge of authority. "For my little outburst earlier and for being a total nightmare to that poor student. It was... not my finest moment."

Regina's admission hangs in the air, a rare moment of vulnerability peeking through her usual bravado as she waits for Wyatt's reaction, hoping for a chance to make things right.

Regina holds her breath, waiting for Wyatt's response, but he remains silent, his expression unreadable. Taking a deep breath, she gathers her courage and continues.

"You know, sometimes I... I just want to be seen as more than a weak person," she admits, her voice tinged with vulnerability. "I guess... I guess I have this desire for validation, you know?"

Regina's confession hangs in the air, her guard momentarily lowered as she reveals a glimpse of her inner turmoil to Wyatt. She braces herself for his reaction, unsure of how he'll respond to her candid admission.

In that moment of shared understanding, Regina feels a weight lifted off her shoulders. She offers Wyatt a grateful smile, the tension between them dissipating like mist in the morning sun.

"Thanks," she says softly, her voice tinged with sincerity. "I appreciate you listening... and not judging."

Wyatt quirks an eyebrow, his lips curving into a sardonic grin. "Well, don't get too used to it," he replies, his tone laced with sarcasm. "I've got a reputation to uphold, you know."

Regina chuckles, the sound light and genuine. "Oh, I wouldn't want to ruin your big image," she retorts, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

Despite the banter, there's a softness in Wyatt's gaze as he looks at Regina, a warmth that belies his sarcastic exterior. "Hey, we're all just trying to figure things out, right?" he adds, his tone softer now, tinged with genuine warmth.

Regina nods, feeling a sense of camaraderie with Wyatt that surprises her. Despite their rocky history, there's a glimmer of love blossoming between them, born out of mutual understanding and acceptance.

Regina's smile falters for a moment as she looks away, her expression clouded with uncertainty. "I... I have to admit something," she starts, her voice hesitant. "And I'm sorry in advance for what I'm about to do."

Wyatt's brow furrows in concern, sensing the shift in Regina's demeanor. "What do you mean?" he asks, his tone soft but wary.

Regina takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what comes next. "I have a plan," she confesses, her voice barely above a whisper. "To make Cady's life hell."

Wyatt's eyes widen in surprise at her admission, a knot of unease forming in his stomach. "Regina, you can't be serious," he says, his voice tinged with disbelief. "What could Cady have possibly done to deserve that?"

Regina's jaw tightens, her resolve hardening. "It's not about what she's done," she replies, her tone cold and calculated. "It's about what she represents. And I can't let her win."

Despite the sinking feeling in his chest, Wyatt can't help but feel a pang of sympathy for Regina. He knows all too well what it's like to be driven by a desire for validation, to be consumed by the need to maintain one's status at any cost.

But as he looks into Regina's eyes, he sees something else too—pain, fear, and a vulnerability that she tries so hard to hide. And in that moment, Wyatt realizes that beneath her tough exterior, Regina is just as lost and confused as the rest of them.

Taking a deep breath, Wyatt reaches out and gently squeezes Regina's hand. "I understand," he says softly, his voice filled with compassion. "But maybe there's another way. Maybe we don't have to hurt anyone to feel better about ourselves."

Regina's eyes soften at his words, a flicker of gratitude shining through the turmoil in her heart. "Maybe you're right," she murmurs, her voice barely audible. "But for now, I have to see this through."

With a heavy heart, Wyatt watches as Regina walks away, her steps echoing in the empty corridor. And as he stands there, alone with his thoughts, he can't help but wonder what the future holds for them all.