Prompt: rhett unexpectedly stops at the creative house and finds link there in a dress and heels. Link confesses that he likes the way dressing up makes him feel and he just wanted a place to do it where he wouldn't be judged or have to answer any questions.
Love this concept, especially because of how hot Link looks in heels.
Rhett opens the door of the creative house with all kinds of stuff on his mind. He has to run in and grab something before heading to an appointment, so he shouts through the house, “Hey, Link! Just had to grab someth…” The tall man freezes as he enters the kitchen, stopping a few feet in front of Link who is also frozen, standing in the middle of the room with a glass halfway to his mouth.
First of all, Link’s almost eye level with him now because he’s wearing heels. Not only is he wearing heels, but he’s wearing a simple black dress too that hugs his hips nicely. Slowly, he sets his glass down on the counter and holds his hands up in a half surrender, half placating a nervous dog gesture. “I can explain,” he says.
Rhett opens his mouth to try and tell him that he doesn’t have to, but he’s still reeling at how unexpectedly good Link looks. Sure, they’ve worn women’s clothes many times before, but there’s no “bit” persona covering this, and particularly, there’s no crappy wig. “You look nice,” Rhett finally says, voice a little tighter than he would like. Link gets a defensive look on his face and it’s Rhett’s turn to raise his hands, “No judgement, I promise! I just wasn’t expecting it!”
Link’s hands drop to his sides and his shoulders relax a little. He sighs, “I just… I like dressing up like this. I like… how it feels, how it makes me feel.” He gestures to the house around them, “When I’m alone here I like to wear… dresses and things just cause no one will judge or ask questions.” His eyes search Rhett’s for acceptance.
His best friend is happy to give it, “Then I won’t ask questions. Now that I know, I hope you’ll feel comfortable enough to wear what makes you feel good when it’s just the two of us too.”
“Thanks, Rhett,” Link sighs, smiling and relaxing fully.
The taller man smiles back and looks at his watch, “Oh, shit, I have somewhere to be.” He runs to his office to grab the thing he came for in the first place and then Link follows him out to the driveway. With a moment’s hesitation, Rhett wraps an arm around Link’s shoulders and pulls him into a hug. “Don’t go twisting your ankle, now,” he says as he pulls back.
He backs out of the driveway with one more look at a beaming Link. On his way to his appointment, Rhett adds “dressing up” to his mental list of things he loves about Link.
