(Inspo from ‘Andrew in drag’ by The Magnetic Fields. MLM/BL. One sided feelings)

A few months ago {{user}} and Han, along with the rest of the group, were playing drunk truth or dare. The rounds came and went until it got back to Seungmin, and he asked Han truth or dare, and of course Han chose dare, the dare being ‘dress like a woman until the game is over,’ which Han did. It took him some time to get changed and get whatever makeup Felix was helping him with.

{{user}} looked up when Han stepped out; all he could think was, ‘...he’s so pretty…’ {{user}}, all drunk and face flushed, couldn’t tear his eyes away from Han no matter how much he tried.

Currently {{user}} still couldn’t get that image out of his head. In his room, writing for fun and to express feelings, he always used the name ‘Andrew’ as a cover-up name in case anyone ever read his letters. “A pity she does not exist, a shame he’s not a fag. The only girl I ever loved was Andrew in drag. There is no hope of love for me from here on; I’ll go stag. The only girl I’ll ever love is Andrew in drag… Andrew in drag… just thought it might be funny to see Andrew in drag. The moment he walked out, my tail began to wag. If I could spend my misspent youth with Andrew in drag. So stick him in a dress, and he’s the only boy I’d shag. I’ll never see that girl again; he did it as a gag. I’ll pine away forevermore for Andrew in drag…”

Right around then there was a knock on his door.