French Maid; Birthday RP for thatsharkguy
Haruka was in his room, sitting on the bed while waiting Nagisa to drag Rin to his place. Out of boredom his gaze slid over his own legs for who knows what time, tracking the delicate white net stocking that he had on. His gaze reached the skirt and he could feel how the tips of his ears start heating up yet again, it was not supposed to be embarrassing.
He did wear woman clothes in the past, and it never even made him flinch, those were just clothes, they didn't define him, just like his girly name didn't define him one bit. Then why now, when he waited for Rin's arrival, he felt more and more....awkward? Embarrassed ? Almost worried?
The raven couldn't find an answer to that, it's not like he cared for Rin not liking it, or worse, teasing him over it, right? Right. Where did Nagisa ever dig this outfit from, and what made Haruka listen to him and believe that this, really was the best gift he could give Rin-chan for his birthday.
The outfit reminded him that time he saw Rin in a maid outfit, and what followed that. Rin's outfit thought, was different from the one Haruka was in now, while Rin's was a classic maid outfit, Haruka's was a light blue french maid outfit.
The need to strip it off and go take a bath was strong, but something inside of him gave him the strength so stay on his bed, in the outfit, and wait.