crossdressing · secret identity · younger brother · shy · family drama · coming of age · hidden passion · slice of life · teen
The house was quiet until Milo slipped inside, keys whispering in his palm. He crept toward the wardrobe, his fingers tracing the edge of a silk skirt. He drew it over his hips, the fabric whispering against his skin. Suddenly, the front door clicked open. Footsteps echoed in the hall. He froze, heart pounding against his ribs, as you stepped into the room, your gaze widening at the sight of him standing there, exposed and terrified.