You were digging through Saeyoung's surprisingly-large closet, pushing clothing aside and really taking the time to explore it. You had been married to Saeyoung and living with him for a number of months already, but you had never really stopped to look at the expansive collection of Saeyoung's clothes. Most of the time you only went into the closet to grab your own clothes, but now your curiosity was piqued. He really had so many interesting outfits. Some were costumes, but most were just casual or dressy clothes.

You didn't agree with all of his taste in fashion, but Saeyoung had some really cute outfits. Why didn't he wear more of the clothes? Usually he was content to wear a button up and some jeans, or just a tee shirt and whatever shorts he found on the floor of his closet. Really many of the clothing barely looked worn. You pulled out one of the dresses you found and held it up to yourself, taking in how you might look in it as you gazed at your reflection in the mirror.

Saeyoung also had a number of wigs that ranged in size and color. Some were long and others were short. He had pairs of glasses and accessories stored in a box that was also very interesting to go through. It was almost like you could play a game of dress up if you wanted. Which you somewhat did. But you were more interested in something else at the moment.

"Saeyoung?" You called somewhat loudly. When he didn't respond, you peeked out of the closet. He had his headphones on while he bobbed his head to the beat and hummed. You recognized the song. His one hand was typing something on your laptop while his other was tapping to the beat. He seemed interested if slightly bored while he got you the best antivirus for your new computer that a person could get. Even if it was through illegal means. The perks of having a professional hacker husband.

"Saeyoung!" You called again, this time waving your hand to catch his attention. His eyes darted to you before he focused properly, pulling his headphones down.

"Yeah?"

"Why don't you wear any of these?" You asked, motioning to the clothes.

"Don't feel like it." He shrugged and avoided your eyes, focusing a bit too casually on your computer. It wasn't quite enough to make you think he was honestly just not that interested in your conversation. Even when Saeyoung honestly didn't care what you would talk about, he would at least keep his eyes on you to show that he was paying attention. Unless he had something particularly important to keep his eyes on. And your little antivirus was not important enough. He couldn't fool you.

"They look so good, though." You protested, grabbing a different dress to hold against your body. You exited the closet and spun around with the dress pinned to your body. It had a nice flow to it, its forest green material twirling with you. It would be a good summer dress, you thought.

"Pick one and wear one, then." He suggested, smiling. He leaned his cheek on his hand as he watched you. "Can't say I don't have good taste~"

"Your taste is questionable." You sniffed and stuck your nose in the air. But then you winked playfully at him and danced back into the closet to hang the dress back up. "After all, this color doesn't suit you." You held out at blouse to him.

"That's why I have wigs." He pointed out.

"Let's go on a date." You decided.

"Right now?"

"Right now~!" You sang. "I have a need~ An itch that needs to be scratched~"

"There's ointment for that." Saeyoung joked, placing aside your laptop and his headphones and joining you in the closet. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed playfully against him in a hug.

"I prefer natural remedies."

"We might have baking soda . . ."

You leaned into his ear, ignoring his teasing grin, and murmured, "Let's switch roles for today."

"Ooh~" His hands came to your hips, wiggling them for you before his fingers pranced up your sides. "Someone's getting kinky~"

"I meant in a non-sexual sense." You laughed, although you did make a note that he didn't seem against role-reversal in bed. You supposed that you should've expected that. This was Saeyoung you were talking about, after all. "Pick out a dress for yourself. And a wig for me. Let's switch."

Saeyoung's eyes lit up immediately, and the little bit of reservation he seemed to have had when you started talking about the clothing disappeared. He kissed you quickly and said "I love you" but it was smooshed between both of your mouths. You only giggled as he tore himself away from you and made a direct line towards the warmer clothing, singing under his breath cheerfully. You, in turn, set to work finding a decent winter outfit. You weren't sure what wig you would wear, but you definitely wanted to look the part of a guy.

"You'll have to help me with my hair, babe. I can't put it up myself. I've never worn a wig." You told him.

"Already on it. I had to help Ms. Vanderwood with her hair a couple of times in the past for some missions." He yanked out two jackets and held them to himself, posing with puckered lips. "What do you think? My color? Or my color? I have to look great for our first date, honey-cakes." His voice was pitched a bit higher, but not in a falsetto that most guys used when pretending to be a female. Saeyoung actually was able to pitch his voice to sound like he had always talked that way. You were impressed. His impressions were really spot on. It reminded you of when he had pretended to be Jumin on the phone. He had been really convincing.

You attempted to at least make your voice just a bit rougher. It didn't sound as smooth or natural as Saeyoung's imitation, but you thought you sounded a bit more masculine. "They both look beautiful on you. Give me something cute, though. I want to see you in your finest."

He laughed, and even his laugh sounded adorable and feminine. How? "My finest isn't for going out in~"

"Show me that too." You flirted, hands snaking around his waist as you started to fall into a role.

"Maybe later if you know how to treat a lady." He kissed in your direction. Your fingers crawled up his chest to press against his pectorals. He gasped, deliciously scandalized. Honestly his acting could be up there with Zen's if he was being more serious. You could tell he would be good at infiltration depending on how long he could hold the role.

You pouted. "Your breasts are so flat."

"I'll get implants just for you!" He assured you without missing a beat.

"Do you have fake breasts?" You asked honestly, breaking character and dropping your false voice.

"In different sizes." He confirmed. "Although I don't usually wear them if I can get away with it. Do you want me to wear them?"

"Where are they?" You asked, looking around. You had never noticed any fake breasts when you walked in the closet.

"In the dresser."

You considered his chest and the outfit that Saeyoung appeared to be considering for your roleplay. The jacket would probably be able to cover anything up anyway. "Do you want to wear the breasts?"

"Not really." He confessed. "I'm more comfortable without them."

"Then no boobs!" You went for your own bra and unclasped it before pulling it off and tossing it.

"Free the breasts!" Saeyoung cheered, throwing his hands up. Both of you began to hoot back and forth in excitement before the hoots became just playful owl noises. You snorted and had to stop when his hooting transformed into monkey noises, at which point you gave him a soft shove and then returned to picking your outfit as he laughed.

A lot of the clothing was really just Saeyoung's casual clothing, but you could tell which ones he preferred for costumes or disguises. They were either much nicer than normal, or they were extremely ragged. You could feel the personality coming off of all of them. You really didn't have any kind of persona you were gonna go for, so you just wanted a very natural outfit. You had to resist grabbing some of Saeyoung's normal clothing. You wanted to be someone different, not his girlfriend who was just wearing his clothes. You could seduce him with that another time.

"Saeyoung?" He hummed his response as he grabbed a long red wig off of the shelf. It looked like the one he had used for his maid outfit. "Why don't you wear any of these?" You repeated your earlier question.

Saeyoung paused and his hand began to idly play with the hair of his wig. You waited patiently for him to continue. "Because . . ." He hummed, considering his words, "Because I figured you'd find it weird."

"Weird?" You asked, confused.

"Yeah. Guys dressing up as girls?" He shrugged, watching you from the corner of his eye as if he was waiting for judgement. "It's funny, right? Totally funny. But, I mean, I like dressing up as a girl."

"Yeah?" You continued to wait for his explanation, but as he gazed at you with surprised eyes you realized that was exactly what he had been worried about. You gave him a soft smile and a peck on his lips. "I kind of already knew that." You confessed.

"It doesn't bother you?" He seemed warily hopeful. Maybe he had been made fun of in the past for dressing like a girl. You could tell he was feeling vulnerable considering he wasn't even attempting to laugh any of the moment off.

"It's okay if you like to cross-dress. You make a really beautiful woman."

A grin pulled across his lips, immediately lightening up his face. "You know it!"

"Can you make me a handsome guy to match your beauty?" You brushed your hair back seductively.

"Absolutely!"

"Then afterwards we should see if we can fool any of the RFA!" You suggested.

"We'll take a bunch of couple's pictures." Saeyoung agreed, becoming excited by the idea. "Stop by Jaehee's cafe!"

"She'll recognize you immediately." You laughed. "She's too good."

"You're right." He pursed his lips in thought. "Let's go invade Yoosung's school then."

"After the date? I really do wanna go out."

"Of course, honey-cakes!"

"Sweetie pie~" You crooned.

"Sugar pants~" He teased back. He paused briefly, and then ducked his head. You could see his cheeks had turned a little pink. "Okay, I kind of just grossed myself out there."

"We'll need to go to a dentist soon." You nodded seriously, eying him sharply.

"I got it." He grumbled. "I know it's been too long since I last went to the dentist. How many times will you bring that up?"

You only smiled, pleased that your warning had been received, and turned back to finding your outfit. You had a roleplaying date to prepare for, after all.