God he looked cute. Ian felt giddy in his new thigh highs, doing a little spin in his mirror and sticking his tongue out for a couple cute photos. He giggled, looking the photos over and taking more. It wasn't often that Ian felt this nice about himself, but it was really starting to seem like his routine had been working out. His skin was cleaner than ever, not flawless and still a little acne riddled, but it felt clean and his body felt snatched. It felt really nice.

He heard the front door open and your keys jangle, and he immediately put his phone down. The hot little Justin Timberlake song he'd put on was turned off, and he subtly pulled his skirt down a bit to cover himself a bit more. Here's to hoping his new roommate wasn't a total creep.