trying my mythical best

im so into cis men casually wearing panties rn i could simply weep. idk, sexually and nonsexually its just visually and emotionally stellar. so i guess my prompt is one of Them Boys wearing womens ("womens" but yknow) underwear casually and consistently and then Other Boy, Whichever, discovering this fun fact. this could lead to bangin, gender thoughts and/or gentle acceptance. any would make me openly cry at your feet. thanks i love u

(this is 4k and involves very intense gender feelings, you’ve been warned)

Link does their laundry, primarily because he can’t stand to see Rhett’s dirty clothes lying around. It’d been fine that Rhett was disorganized and slob-adjacent when they’d been kids, i.e. when they didn’t live together, but after a year in a dorm and two in an apartment they’ve both had to make concessions. Rhett has conceded to give Link total control of the dresser and closet, and to actually put his clothes - yes, all clothes, Rhett, if you want to wear those shorts again you can damn well dig them out - in the dirty clothes hamper immediately upon taking them off. Link has conceded to do their collective laundry, and to keep his nagging down to an absolute minimum.

(Gregg insisted, a few weeks ago, that they’re already acting like the boring parts of a married couple, they may as well start fucking. Link had dumped half a shaker of salt into the coffee pot and let Gregg choke on it.)

Not a lot of Rhett’s clothes haven’t been around for years, though there’s some new jeans to make up for how Rhett just keeps growing, so Link knows when their roommates try to sneak in their dirty laundry in the hopes that Link won’t notice. Maybe if he’d found these in the hamper, he’d of walked out of his and Rhett’s shared room and put them on a lamp or something. But, no: there, tucked in Rhett’s underwear and sock drawer, is…

Well. It’s panties. 

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