Cw: Not proofread, possible errors, (hinted) Plus-Size!Reader, pretty suggestive, that’s abt it—see yuh
Cw 2: So, this chp is suggestive in the way that reader’s chest is mentioned more than once 😬 I couldn’t think of many other ways that hinted at a hidden!fem other than that 💔 please give me ideas and better ways other than that I don’t want to be seen as weird or disgusting!!
Some already had their suspicions, but still needed your help.
You had all passed a test and you were so happy about it you ran up to Ace and Deuce, wrapping your arms around their necks to bring them into you.
You’re babbling on about how all three of you passed their test and how yall won’t have to do extra credit to get their grades up again.
Deuce is smiling as well, cheering alongside. The growth he’s show. from being a delinquent to a star student is finally showing.
While Ace is wondering what the fuck’s poking at him and bumping into his face through your shirt, eyeing at your chest suspiciously.
Cater dragged you out into town with him, simply for bonding time. And also so he can get you alone finally.
He’s going every where, running in between sections to expand his closet even more than it already was.
He grabbed two shirts he couldn’t choose between and turned to you, ready to see which was better but stopped when he saw you looking at the women’s section.
He stares at you for a bit, admiring you before he began to feel pity. Did you want to dress more feminine but felt obliged to keep up masculine standards?
“Come on, baby! It’s the future! If you want to dress more feminine you can!” He encourages you.
You only glance at him, “It’s not that…” You reassured before looking back at the women’s clothes.
“It’s just…are women from the place your dorm is located…that small?”
He looks back, raising a brow. The shirts, pants, etc were on the smaller side. “…I mean…I guess? I’ve never really paid attention.”
You huff, looking away. “Looks like it won’t fit me then. I’m bigger…” You turn around, looking through the shirts.
Cater stares at the women’s section, taking in your words before he turns his gaze to you. “…What do you mean by that-“
“Oh, this is cute.” You smile, taking the shirt off the rack.
He’s immediately distracted, taking the shirt out of your hands. “Ew, no it’s not! Put that back!”
You’re in the kitchen with Trey, he requested you helped with baking a nice little cake for Heartslabyul’s dessert after dinner.
You sat down the groceries you helped him with. You begin grabbing all the utensils you two will need and the bowls.
You place them on the counter and turn, seeing Trey holding an apron for you.
Trey begins cracking the eggs, putting the flour, sugar, and water into one of the bowls. “Here, whisk…” He begins but his tongue dies down once he sees you.
Have you always been that snatched? He knows some boys can be, but your figure is basically an hourglass with that apron. And your pecs…they’re pretty…round, for a male?
You grab the bowl, placing the whisk inside before you begin mixing…why are they moving like that?
But then he remembers the dessert was a direct request from Riddle, so he gets back to preparing the dessert.
Riddle’s been in distress for the past hour and a half, probably stressed from all his duties as housewarden and making sure all his dorm mates follow the rules.
He’s asked you to sit next to him, something about how your presence just calms him down the way he needs.
You’ve been here for a while. You’ve already disregarded your blaze and you’re just dying in your undershirt.
You stand, walking over to him. He doesn’t have enough time to react before you’re gently pulling him into you, wrapping your arms around his neck in a sweet hug.
You’re so busy comforting him that you don’t even know he’s basically face first in your chest.
He appreciates the comfort, but he’s also confused on why you’re so soft?
But they’re still too dumb to finally put the pieces together, and clearly their dorm mates aren’t too ahead of them in the intelligence department cause they don’t know either.
It all blows over at another unbirthday party the dorm hosts, and of course you’re invited.
“You’re like…overly pretty to be a boy…” Ace mutters, loud enough for you and Deuce to hear as he leans forward into your personal space.
You stare back into his scarlet eyes with yours. “…Thanks…?” You mutter awkwardly as you turn your head away, trying to continue eating.
“I’m serious, prefect. Your eyes are all doey, your lips are really soft and plump lookin’, your face is soft as hell.” He rambles, grabbing your cheeks gently to make you look at him.
“You’re really close…” Your mumbled voice makes notice, you try to lean away but he chases you, gripping your face harder.
“You’re not, right?” He hums, squinting as he looks closer. Deuce comes behind Ace and grabs the back of his neck, yanking him away from you. “Wah-Hey!”
“Back up from them, you’re drawing attention.” Everyone else at the unbirthday party was watching your three now.
Riddle has a scowl on his face as he looks at you three, Trey only gave a blank expression with a raised brow, and Cater was smirking awkwardly.
“I see we’re not even at the hour mark of this unbirthday, yet you three are already causing trouble.” Riddle sighs angrily, bonking Ace over the top of his head.
“Three?” You mumble, looking away as you slowly ate your tart. Ignoring Grim yanking on your sleeve to get some.
“Yeah, three.” Cater comes up behind you, wrapping an arm around your neck. “Those two are hopeless on their own. But you, you’re not even from our dorm!” He explains, poking at your cheek.
“I got invited by said hopeless boys?” You point out. “Well, we can tell. They didn’t even give you a uniform to wear!” He remarks, pointing to your outfit.
“He’s right.” Trey hums, coming up behind you on your other side. “If you’re going to be here, at least follow dress code.” He says with a smile.
You sigh, handing the rest of your tart to Grim. “Anybody got a spare one?” You look around, cleaning your hands off.
“Go try this.” Riddle instructs you, pushing one of the unbirthday uniforms into your chest.
You take it without question and go behind the curtain to change. “Couldn’t you have just done your manipulation spell? Make my uniform look like one of yours-“
“Less talking more Changing!” Cater interrupts you, scrolling through endlessly through his phone.
“Hurry up and maybe some of those scones you like so much’ll still be there!” Trey teases you, laughing lightly to himself when he hears the rustled of your blazer coming off faster.
“I might be willing to let a few rules slide…But an unbirthday party’s rule must not be broken!” Riddle remarks. Crossing his arms over his chest.
“Yeah, yeah…” You huff, your bottoms finally off, you begin unbuttoning your shirt.
There’s silence for literally a second, before two pairs of loud footsteps are running towards you four and around the corner.
Ace and Deuce come into view. Ace has one of his mischievous smiles on his face as he races towards the curtain you’re behind, Deuce isn’t far behind.
“Yuu, you won’t fucking believe what Deuce was just doing!” Ace’s laughter pierced the air. “Delete the fucking picture, Ace! Don’t show Yuu!” Deuce threatens, reaching out for the phone.
“Wait, Yuu’s changing right now!” Cater tries to stop them, but Ace is already grabbing at the curtain and sliding it back.
“Yuu, take a look-“ “Delete it, dipshi-“
They’re both cut off by the sight of you, standing in nothing but your undergarments.
Everyone freezes, you all just stare at each other before you speak, “…Let go of the curtain please.” You ask softly.
Ace’s hold on the curtain drops and it falls back in place, covering you.
“Next time, let’s think before we act, alright you two?” Cater mumbles, rubbing his temples.
“Agree. A suitable punishment should be in place.” Riddle says, glaring at the two boys who’re down on their knees in front of him.
“Hey, they didn’t know.” You remind them, placing your hands on both boys heads, making them flinch. “Plus I already forgave them-“
“You!” Riddle yelps, pointing his staff at you, making you jump. “…Don’t get to speak! Especially not after you lied!”
“I never lied to any of you! This is starting to get tiring, guys.” You sigh, crossing your arms and shaking your head.
“You lied about being a girl!” Trey reminds you, raising a brow. “Of course we’ll bring it up!”
“I did not lie! I just never corrected any of you on my gender!” You huff, looking away with a small smile on your face.
“And had us assuming you were a male!” Deuce yells at you. Causing your smile to widen.
“Okay, okay, you’re right, maybe I did lie.” You sigh, grabbing your forgotten nrc uniform pants to dig in your pockets.
“So let’s start over.” You hold up your old world phone up to them, your id on the screen. “Okay, I am female. But since I don’t care what you all identify me as, I’m whatever you all assume me as.” You explain.
“…But you’re still a girl?” Trey hums, as he slowly begins to understand. “But I’m still a girl. But nothing has to change.” You sigh, putting your phone back and grabbing at your actual uniform.
“You all can still think I’m a boy.” I don’t care.” You fold your clothes, smiling softly. “And you’re sure, right?” Cater tries.
“Yup, nothing’ll change. I’m still the same guy as before, I’ve just had boobs the whole time.”
“Yeah, guess that’s true…” Deuce murmured.
“That’s enough.” Riddle interrupts Ace, looking away as a blush spreads across your face.
You all laugh together. You look down at your clothes with a smile that slowly disappears. “You all left Grim alone with all those treats?” You ask, looking up.
Nothing really changes afterwards.
Riddle comes off as a bit more shy towards you, blushing when you come around or when you hug him and he remembers why you’re soft, but he tries to treat you well, like a true gentleman.
Trey and Cater don’t change much, they still tease you and joke with you, but now they’re a bit more respectful.
Ace is different for, one day. He’s more respectful and defensive of you the day after he found out you were a girl. He was also nice and apologized for accidentally getting flashed. And then he’s back to being an ass literally the day after.
Deuce is completely different. Even though you told him you don’t care about you being mistaken as a male, he started treating you like a woman, respecting you more, and being a gentleman towards you.
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