What I usually wear when not in the school uniform was a t-shirt and shorts/jeans.

But now I have to wear this!?

"Are you freakin kidding me?!" I shrieked.

My best friend, and my old roomie from when I was in the Day Class just grinned. "It's a challenge. Just put it on and take a picture."

"It's a frilly pink dress!"

"It'll look good on you, trust me." She grinned.

I wanted to strangle her. "B-but-"

"And Takuma has to do it too."

I blinked, holding out the dress in front of me. "Uh, Fumiko, he isn't going to fit. He's a lot taller than me, like, five inches."

"Aw, you don't have to completely lace it up in the back, just enough so it stays." Fumiko shrugged.

"I am going to kill you if this ever makes it on the internet." I muttered, tossing the abomination over my shoulder.

"Have fun!"

"I can't believe I lost the bet. I am never playing poker with you again." I seethed to myself, stomping to the dorms.

"Never ever ever." I slammed the door to my room shut, tossing the horror onto my bed with disgust.

"It's one thing to make me do it. But dragging my innocent boyfriend into it? What kind of friend are you, 'Miko?" I talked to myself as I tugged the thing on.

It hit the floor, and weighed a ton.

I grumbled to myself as I searched for a camera.

A knock sounded on my door, but before I could say "DON'T COME IN!" the door opened.

My heart stopped as Takuma stared at me.

"...Angel? The heck are you wearing?"

"Don't say anything." I muttered.

He burst out laughing. I glared at him.

"I never...I never thought..." He wheezed, leaning against the door for support.

I tried to cross my arms over my chest, but found I couldn't.

"Argh! If you're going to laugh, at least finish zipping it up in the back first!" I whirled around, furious at Fumiko.

Takuma closed the door behind him, walked over and found the zipper. His fingers tickled my sides, making me blush and wiggle from his grip.

"You look pretty, Angel." He turned me around, grinning before kissing my forehead.

My face went red. "Sure, whatever." I mumbled, before thrusting my phone at him.

"Take a picture, send it to Fumiko." I refused to look up at him, staring at the floor.

He took the phone out of my grip. I took a deep breath, then lifted my head. Takuma smiled at me, then snapped a picture. I turned my back to him, and getting the hint, he tugged the zipper back down. My heart thumped in my chest as he lightly kissed the back of my neck.

"T-t-thanks." I fled into the adjoining bathroom and yanked the freaky thing off.

I slid on the deep red bathrobe, then tossed the dress to him. He caught it, looking at me confusedly. My phone abruptly chimed, and as he read the text, his eyes went wide and he grew more pale than he already was.

"Believe it baby, now go put it on." I teased at his shocked look.

"I'm not...I can't...-" He stuttered.

"Payback for laughing." I pushed him into the bathroom, then quickly changed back into my red long-sleeved shirt, black t-shirt that I put over it, and dark, ripped skinny jeans.

I abandoned my converse in favor of going barefoot, and flopped on my bed to wait.

"Are you serious Angel!?" Takuma yelled from inside the bathroom.

"Go on, put it on!" I yelled back.

I heard him grumble to himself, then opened the door. I stared for a second, then burst out laughing.

"You look stunning, gorgeous!" I fell on my bed, cracking up.

"..."

"With some makeup, and longer hair, you'd look like a tall girl!" I could barely breathe.

"Who's idea was this?" He sighed.

"Fumiko's, but it's my fault for looking the round of poker." I wiped my eyes, grabbing my phone and aiming it for him.

"How did you get into that, anyway?" I quickly sent it to Fumiko, before walking over to him.

"Very carefully." He tried to move his arms, but failed to move more than a couple inches.

I giggled, before carefully unzipping the dress. He sighed in relief, quickly stepping out of it.

"Jeesh, really?" I clapped a hand over my eyes.

"It's not like I'm completely naked." He laughed.

"Just get dressed." I waved my other hand carelessly.

It collided with something warm. Through the crack in my fingers, I saw it had collided with his chest. My heart sped up and I felt really hot.

"You okay?" He knew I was extremely flustered and was now just teasing me.

"J-just get dressed." My words tripped over themselves.

"Sure thing." He grabbed my retreating hand and lightly kissed my fingers.

"Argh, quit it!" I yelped, yanking my hand away and stumbling back.

He only laughed. "I got it, Angel."

"...You did that on purpose." I mumbled.

I buried my head in my pillow, listening to him shuffle around.

"Love you." He kissed the back of my head.

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