Chapter 11;
Smile

Taehyung stood still, fear pulsing through his veins fast. He felt like his veins were about to pop open. He stood in the middle of the room, feeling his heart beat throughout his whole body and his heart beat piercing his ear drums. He didn't dare look at the closet and the clothes inside. Nor did he look into Yoongi's worried gaze. His eyes stayed glued to his shoes, feeling disgusted with himself. 

   Neither spoke, one being too scared to do so and the other still trying to process everything. Yoongi didn't expect Taehyung to be a crossdresser. Well, he actually isn't as surprised as he thought he would be. He should've known. Taehyung liked cute things, he liked bright and colorful things. Boy clothes weren't really that colorful.

  I thought you would find me weak and worthless... not to mention disgusting, Yoongi thought back to what Taehyung said to him awhile back. He squared his shoulders and stood up taller, walking towards the younger. He pressed his hands down onto the younger's shoulders and sighed.

  "You are not disgusting," Yoongi spoke up. Taehyung flinched at the sudden voice and looked to the side. He didn't want to be lied to. He doesn't want to believe anything the older tells him.

  "Stop lying to me, please," Taehyung whispered. He felt hands slide up to his neck and gasped at the sudden coldness that latched around his neck. He hastily looked up, finally meeting Yoongi's gaze.

  Yoongi kissed the younger's forehead and sighed. "You're not disgusting, you're beautiful. And I mean it," Yoongi explained, feeling his cheeks due to embarrassment. He never really said sweet stuff like this to anyone so he's really not used to it. Taehyung shook his head.

  "No, I'm disgusting. I shouldn't like this type of stuff... I deserve all the pain I receive from anyone." Taehyung said in a monotone voice.

  Almost like he has said it a million times, Yoongi thought. He frowned.

  "Taehyung, listen to me," Yoongi said. When Taehyung didn't look at him, he growled in annoyance and felt his hands slip down to Taehyung's waist. Taehyung let out a small yelp in surprise. He finally looked at Yoongi and blushed.

  "You're an amazing person, Taehyungie. What you enjoy wearing shouldn't matter to anyone. What does matter is if you feel nice in it, not if other people think you look disgusting in it. What matters is how you feel about it because it's your body, nobody else's. Understand?" Yoongi muttered the last part, leaning his face forward so Taehyung and his forehead were touching. Taehyung let some tears spill and nodded, smiling a bit. He was happy Yoongi accepted what he liked doing and he was happy that Yoongi didn't care. He felt himself relax after a few more minutes of sobbing.

  "Alright," Taehyung sniffed before speaking again. "Since you keep comforting me and keep helping me through my breakdowns, I feel like I owe you something." Yoongi tilted his head, confused. Taehyung rolled his eyes and giggled.

  "I mean, I'll do anything you want me to do for the next few hours. Just name it and I'll do it,"

    Yoongi smirked and backed up, crossing his arms over his chest and looking Taehyung up and down. "Anything?"

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  Taehyung whined as he walked out of the bathroom for the nth time. His face flushed as he saw the same smirk plastered on Yoongi's face.

  "H-hyung, are you sure you want me to do th-this? I m-mean-"

  "No! You said you would do anything and I choose a personal fashion show," Taehyung blushed again and gripped onto his pastel pink sweater. He looked down at his skinny jeans and sighed, they made his thighs look huge.

  "B-but why..? I look ugly in everything I wear,"

  "No, I think you look pretty cute," Yoongi said, the smirk still there. Taehyung blushed and hid his face in his sweater.

  "Hyung could you go grab more clothes from the closet? These are the last few," Taehyung asked, watching as Yoongi walked off towards the closet. He grabbed a few more sweaters and blouses, adding some skirts and leggings. He was about to walk off before spotting a box back in the corner, rotting. He thought it was best to leave it alone, but his curiosity got the best of him so he grabbed it. He walked towards the bathroom and handed Taehyung the clothes and the box.

  "Can you see if they're clothes in here and if there is, try them on first." Taehyung nodded and grabbed the box and shut the door. Taehyung set the clothes on the sink and put the box on the ground, opening it up. It was clothes, but he didn't know what type of clothing. He hesitantly took it out and laid it flat down onto the ground. He blushed when he finally realized what it was.

  "Uhm.. Hyung? Are you sure you want me to wear this? It's a bit..." Taehyung didn't know what to say.

  Yoongi smirk expanded. "Now that you say that, yes I do. Please put it on," it wasn't really a request, more like a demand. Taehyung looked at the door nervously.

  "What if I don't want to..?" He called out, his voice quiet.

  Yoongi frowned. "Then I'll tell everyone about how you crossdress-"

  "Alright! Alright! Enough! We don't need to tell them... although I think some of them already know.." Taehyung muttered while stripping. He quickly threw on the outfit and the accessories that came with it and looked in the mirror. He blushed at his reflection. He looked like an entirely different person.

  "Come on, Taehyung. Before I tell them," Taehyung sighed and opened the door, looking anywhere but Yoongi.

  Yoongi froze. Taehyung stood in front of him, lingerie coating his milky legs, and a cute bunny outfit covering his chest and the rest of his body. There was a cute little white ball on the back, indicating that it was the tail. And the finishing touch was the headband that rested upon Taehyung's head with two bunny ears sticking up.

  Yoongi flushed red and quickly looked away.

  Holy shit holy shit holy shit- Yoongi couldn't help but curse even more when he felt his pants get tighter. He tried covering it, but with what?

  "Hyung?" Taehyung asked quietly, making Yoongi turned on even more. Taehyung went up and hugged the older, making Yoongi flinch.

  "Thank you, Hyung," Taehyung said, smiling. Yoongi blushed.

  "F-for.. wh-what?"

  "For being there. I really appreciate-" Taehyung stopped. When he moved closer towards Yoongi, he thought the thing that kept poking him was from the costume. But something wouldn't quit poking him.

  He pulled away from Yoongi, noticing that the thing that was poking him went away.

  "Hyung are you..." Taehyung blushed while Yoongi looked away. "Hard?"

  Fuck.

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lmao rip yoongi

anyway,,, I hope you all had a wonderful holiday :)) and if you don't celebrate Christmas then I just hope you had a wonderful day :)

also please note; since I now write on a laptop it lets me be able to have someone (like siri or some shit) read it out loud aND WHEN IT READ FUCK I FUCKING DIED OF LAUGHTER OMFG JDFASHDFSHFJSDFSFSHFSJFSDF