"I don't know why they all wanted me to dress up like this . . . it's the middle of summer! Halloween is forever away, and I'M NOT A GIRL!" Rigby grunted and groaned under his breath. Mordecai said he would give his friend $10 if he dressed up in a costume of his choice. Rigby agreed, but only for the money. Mordecai picked a maid outfit.
"Rigby! are you done yet?!" Mordecai rapped on the door to their shared room. He was anxious. Ever since he came out, he had developed a fascination with Rigby and dresses. This was the first time he would see it in real life.
"Go away! I'm not coming out!" Rigby whined from behind the door. Mordecai pressed his face to the door, and turned the handle. It was locked.
"I'm going to go get the key if you don't come out now Rigby!" Mordecai cooed. there was a loud thud from the opposite side of the door.
"Damn it Mordecai! why'd you have to make me wear these weird stocking things?!" Rigby was thoroughly pissed off at this point. But he was doing for the 10 bucks! More importantly, Mordecai's 10 bucks! There was silence now, and Mordecai had grabbed the key. He unlocked the door as quietly as he could, and entered in the same fashion. He couldn't see Rigby at first, but then he closed the door to see him looking in the mirror. They met each others gaze and there was silence. Ear splitting silence.
Mordecai couldn't do anything but stare at Rigby, and Rigby couldn't even look at Mordecai. Mordecai could feel something in him changing, something growing. He finally, after a good 5 minutes, got the courage to approach his friend. He took a few steps forward and held onto Rigby's shoulders. Finally, Rigby looked up to meet his gaze. He was blushing bright red.
"This doesn't look good on me . . ." Rigby said shyly.
"Rigby, you're perfect!" Mordecai hugged his friend around the waist and picked him up off the ground. Rigby's eyes shot open when he realized . . . .
"M-mordecai?" He stuttered. He didn't really know how to go about asking this.
"Yea?" Mordecai put Rigby down.
"Do you . . . um . . . have a hard on?" Mordecai was taken aback by the question. He almost flinched and his whole face turned bright red. But Rigby was right, he did have a hard on.
"It's just . . . YOU'RE SO CUTE RIGBY!" Rigby just stared at Mordecai for a few minutes. He didn't know what to say, what to do. He was honestly scared.
"Can I take this off now?" Rigby finally spoke.
"Sure, but only if I can watch . . ."