everything has changed ✧ joshler [ON HOLD]

Intertwined

Absolutely Smitten - Dodie

"do i look good?"i ask my lovely boyfriend for the hundredth time.

"yes, babe. skirts suit you really well."

i look at myself in the mirror. the skirt ends way before my knees, but it's not as short as others i have worn before. it's pastel green, kind of a skater skirt. more like one of those you see on aesthetic girls everywhere specially over tumblr and maybe some instagram feeds of girls trying too hard to get attention. those things aside, i really like it.

"where did you get these anyways? as far as i remember, your mom doesn't know about us yet or your current obsession with all things feminine,"he says motioning to the pile of skirts and various crop tops laying on the bed next to him.

"melanie and ashley."

"my sister?"

"what? no. frangipane. why would you think about your sister? she would never talk to me again if i asked her to lend me some of her clothes to wear publicly."

"oh. you're not wrong on that one, i guess."

i sit next to him and pick out another skirt; a baby pink one. i know this is his favorite color on me, that's why i practically begged melanie to let me borrow it. she accepted only if i did her part of our chemistry project and also the world history presentation. she's pretty stubborn to negotiate with so i just agreed. i have a lot of work to do this week just for a simple skirt.

i get up and start to take off the skirt i'm wearing right now, not caring about the fact that he is right there. "you're changing here?"he asks.

"you have seen me naked before, josh. it's nothing new. why? is there a problem?"i smirk.

he shakes his head,"no nope nope. not a problem at all. why would there be a problem in the first place?"

'not a problem at all' my ass.

i finish taking off the skirt in more of a...um...'provocative' way let's say. i know he's watching carefully. of course he is. after all, i did borrow a lot of feminine stuff melanie didn't really use anymore.

"um...tyler?"

"yes?"

"why the fuck are you wearing girls' underwear?"

i look down at the pair of pink lace panties i have on. he does the same thing. "oh. this old thing? mel said she didn't want it anymore. so i took it."

he gulps and looks away,"w-what? but how?"

"you don't like them? don't worry. i have others that you might like better,"i throw both skirts at him to catch and go to my closet. i keep the feminine stuff behind a pile of winter coats that i don't use since a long time ago. i come back and put the various pairs of panties next to him.

"let's see,"i go through each individual pair, making sure he gets a good look of them,"i have black lace, pink lace, red lace, pastel orange, blue lace, pink lace with a bow, white lace, white, black, blue lace with a bow...." i continue as he watches carefully.

judging by the look on his face, he is having some thoughts about all of this.

"what do you think?"i ask him once i finish counting the undergarments.

"well, i do have only one thing to say,"he says with a smirk on his face.

"and what's that?"