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He knows it's a weird obsession. It was a taboo for a man like him. But he couldn't help it; he just loves everything that screams cute and girly.
To be specific, it's Skirts and Laces, the one that's too girly for a him.
Riki never knew when this habit of his started.
Maybe from the time he saw his sister's Barbie wearing a cute pink lacy dress, which seemed too endearing to his eyes or when he saw his classmate from kindergarten wear a tiny skirt, which he told his mother he wanted to wear too. Maybe it was from that one Halloween party when he was young, where his mother made him wear a maid costume, which he liked so much he didn't want to take it off.
He really doesn't know. He just knew that he was going to continue collecting those things, the ones that society designed and deemed to be for girls only.
He knew fully well that this was something to raise an eyebrow at. Something that would raise suspicion that maybe he's gay or something, but Riki swore he's not.
For fucks' sake, the guys he actually thought of as someone attractive are so few he could count it on his fingers. He never once questioned his sexual identity, or maybe he did, but never really paid attention to it.
He really just likes collecting girly things, putting them on, taking pictures, and that's it. He never actually thought of becoming a woman by wearing it or the thought of being gay through those skirts and laces.
He just likes it. Nothing more, nothing less.
That's why he has been careful to not make this hobby known to any soul alive. Even to his family and especially his friends.
He doesn't want to be questioned about why or how he happens to like his collection. He didn't want to be the subject of other people's judging eyes; just the thought itself made him shiver out of fear.
He made a promise to himself that he'd keep this to himself and himself only.
Contrary to his promise, Riki blurted out his secret to someone. Not just anyone, but a new friend of his, Jungwon.
He didn't intend to break his oath, but he just couldn't help it since it was the first time he had someone like him. Someone who happens to share the same obsession as him.
That's right. Jungwon likes skirts and laces too!
It must be fate, as Riki thought. Him knowing Jungwon's secret being the same as his was purely a coincidence.
One time, he was given permission by Jungwon to rummage through his closet. He was actually searching for a big hoodie he could actually fit into, but guess what? He fortunately found a treasure instead.
Opening that one certain box that's residing in the farthest corner in Jungwon's closet was definitely unintentional. The content of it wasn't the hoodie he was looking for. His eyes were immediately fixated on the set of clothes inside it. A limited edition maid costume that Riki knew fully well. How could he not when it is the exact design he couldn't have since it's too pricy.
What an actual fuck.
Shock was an understatement, he's beyond astonished and happily bewildered by the fact that his best friend loves this also. It must be a work of destiny for him to have a collection buddy.
Days after, he confronted Jungwon about it. At first he's in denial, saying that the costume isn't his, but after some while of Riki's poking and urging, he claimed it already with a defeated sigh. Ever since then, Riki has been on cloud 9 talking to Jungwon about his collection.
"Seems like you really like your collection, Riki-yah. If you're interested, I can show you the collection I bought on your next visit." Jungwon said, earning a loud (happy) gasp from the younger.
Riki couldn't even hide his excitement at seeing others' collections of the things he's obsessed with. He nodded enthusiastically, grinning ear to ear as he remembers that one specific box he opened last time.
"Oh God, hyung! You don't know how much I would love to see it. "
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