Praise Me [BL]

Chapter 45

QOTD: what's your favorite fast food order 😼

"Wow~" I peeked into the bag Morgan handed me. "There's a lot."

"There's only five." He sat back on the floor and watched me dump all the clothes out. We were in the closet by my request and he followed along with whatever I wanted. "We're the same size so they should fit."

I glanced over and stared at the tank top clinging to his upper body while his arms were exposed. My eyes trailed over his slim waist. We are not built the same.

"You don't wear these anymore?"

"No, but I still kept them." He gave me a playful smirk. "Good thing I did, huh~?"

Picking up one of the skirts, I looked at the cute design and let out a soft hum. Good thing. "Why don't you wear them anymore? They're cute."

I wasn't sure why, but the closet became a regular hangout for us. It was pretty spacious, I remember feeling shocked when I walked in the first time and just kept walking. Why is it so big? I forgot people even had walk in closests until I saw theirs.

Just this morning, Morgan had painted Caesar's nails in here before doing mine. I originally wanted yellow but as soon as I saw Caesar getting pink, I immediately demanded the same. Now we match.

"When does it come off?" Caesar asked as Morgan moved onto the next hand. He was straddling his leg as he concentrated on holding Caesar's slim fingers.

"Maybe a few weeks if you take care of them."

"Weeks?!"

Morgan shrugged while I picked up another skirt. This definitely won't fit. We may be the same height but I'm built like a box. "I don't know, I like the clothes I wear now more than that."

My eyes trailed over to him as he sat crisscross a few feet away. "I think you should..."

"Wear a skirt?" I nodded while staring at his waist. "Why?"

"'Cause.." I mumbled. "You'd look pretty."

"Oh?" He nudged me with his foot. "I think you'd look pretty so put one on already."

"But I think you should put one on."

"I think you should put one on." He countered.

"I said it first."

"Put it on."

My lips subtly pursed, silently sulking, while I stood up. Fine. "Don't laugh if it doesn't go over my ass."