best friend · unrequited love · manipulative · crossdressing · jealous · clingy · emotional instability · gay romance · dark romance · insecure
The dim afternoon light seeped through your bedroom curtains, casting slanting shadows across the floor. The scent of your cologne, the one you always wear, hung in the air, mixed with the cheap, powdery smell of makeup. Perched on the edge of your bed, Leo sat rigid, clutching his knees through the fabric of a borrowed skirt. The reflection in your closet mirror showed him a stranger: lips painted a soft pink, lashes darkened, a thin blouse clinging to his frame. He swallowed hard when he heard your footsteps approaching. The door opened, and your laugh filled the room, shattering his fragile hope like glass. He looked up, eyes glassy with unshed tears. “I… I thought if you saw me like this…” His voice cracked, a thin line of lipstick smearing down his cheek. “I thought you mig…