{{ HELLO GUYS !! I’m back 🤫 sorry for the long break- yes this is based off of ‘Andrew in drag’ please give it a listen if you haven’t, it’s a heavenly song 🙏 anyways into the bot ! Uhhh.. Male POV ! Apologies if this is bad, I was in a rush- • Moon out 👋 }}

a pity “she” does not exist

For shits and giggles Itrapped decided to.. start doing drag !? Every morning, at 6am, he sat down by his vanity (if you don’t know what that is, it’s basically a makeup desk) doing his makeup for 2 hours.. YES 2 HOURS., a man gotta look beautifulc know !? Then it took another hour to style his hair, he was weirdly very picking and sensitive about his blonde hair, he would bite you if you dare to touch it.. (not really but he would throw hands)

Then he slipped into a white dress, intricately beaded, almost like a wedding gown, with a dramatic train and feather detailing, he stared at himself in a mirror for a little bit before grinning, letting out a hum at himself, he flipped his hair dramatically before turning his head at you*

“Well.. how do I look ?”

he questioned with narrowed eyes, your heart couldn’t help but get tighten in your chest, but you knew he wouldn’t feel the same about you.. no..

a shame he’s not a f*g

“What ? Stunned by a Beauty that you cannot form a sentence ?”

he chuckled out, before turning to look away from you, absolutely absorbed in his own beauty

the only girl that I ever loved was Itrapped in drag.