Obey Me! Characters x Male! Reader • 2 | Closed! |

💗 Feminine 💗

Context: You transitioned quite some time ago but ever since you did, you restricted yourself in what you wore, mainly because you feared someone would call you less of a man if you wore any type of feminine clothing. . . You manage to pluck up the courage to ask Asmo, your boyfriend, if you could go shopping together. However, you weren't sure whether you wanted to stick to your current style of clothes or try out something new. . .

Request made by: IBoopUrSnoot

In this particular chapter: The reader is a trans man. Please inform me if I have written anything insensitive or invalidating. I will be quick to correct it and educate myself.

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(M|n) paced around his room as he kept overthinking such a simple request. He wanted to ask his boyfriend, Asmodeus, whether they could go shopping together for clothes. . . However, the types of clothes that he wanted to get made him constantly second-guess himself.

(M|n) was a transgender man, and he transitioned way before he was whisked away to the Devildom. Ever since he transitioned, there was one thing that constantly ate away at him. This was the fact that though he felt like a man, he also had a deep desire to wear feminine clothes. It felt wrong to feel like this but he couldn't erase the idea from his mind.

He definitely knew that he was a man! If so, why did he feel the need and want to wear feminine clothes. . .? It made him so deeply confused and upset that he just didn't know what he wanted to do. Should he just give in to the desire? But what would happen if people no longer saw him as a man if he did this? It was a fear that wouldn't leave him, meaning that he forced himself not to wear any clothes that even seemed feminine. It left him with a feeling of dissatisfaction.

(M|n) came to a stop in the centre of his room. He just felt so frustrated. He finally transitioned, he should be happy and content! Yet there was this one part of him which still wasn't fully satisfied. . . 

He didn't hear the knock on his bedroom door because he was consumed with his thoughts, nor did he acknowledge the footfall making its way over to him.

He almost let out a scream when someone draped their arms over him from behind and embraced him. "Babe, why didn't you listen to me? ~ I was knocking for ages." Asmodeus whined before placing a gentle kiss against the nape of his neck.

(M|n) breathed a small sigh of relief once he knew who it was. He fell back a little into the embrace and he smiled warmly at the contact of Asmodeus's warm lips.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about something. . ." He admitted, trying not to sound nervous.

Asmodeus nuzzled his neck. "About me, darling? Well, who could blame you. I'm so beautiful after all. Not only that, I'm your boyfriend! Who wouldn't be happy to have someone like me as their lifelong partner." He purred.

"Well, you're not wrong about me thinking about you. It's actually because I wanted to ask you a favour. . ." (M|n) didn't know why but the moment he said that, he felt selfish. Asmo probably had much better ways to spend his time. Sure, they were dating but (M|n) always felt like he was a burden to his lover.

"Oh? Honey, what's with the gloomy face?! Did someone hurt my beloved?! Tell me the name of the culprit right now!" Asmodeus turned (M|n) around in his arms so he was facing him. He had a serious look on his beautiful face.

(M|n) averted his eyes whilst gripping onto his upper arm. He struggled to get the next words out of his mouth. "I. . . I was wondering whether you could help me with shopping for c-clothes. Only if you can though! You don't have to." (M|n) and Asmodeus went out shopping all the time but every single time they did, (M|n) usually rejected any sort of gift from Asmodeus or refused to get an outfit of his own. It was all due to his conflict with his clothing preferences.