Gerard and Mikey talk wile getting ready for a Halloween Party. Implied cross-dressing.
"A man wearing a skirt shows a lot of balls," Mikey said breezily as he strides into his brothers bedroom to examine the result of his brothers ambitious Halloween costume.
"What?!" Gerard shrieked, almost dropping the flat iron he was running through his hair before hastily moving it away from his face and putting it on top of his dresser, "Where?" his hands flew to his crotch and he patted the area, feeling through the material, checking nothing was hanging free. "You fucker," Gerard glared at his brother before he went back to straightening his hair, picking up the flat iron from his dresser and running seemingly random clumps of hair flat with the device.
"I didn't mean it literally," Mikey sighs as he leans back against the wall, his lanky arms crossing over his chest. "I just meant that it's brave or whatever," he shrugged as he watched his brother push another clump of hair through the flat iron in his hand.
Gerard glances at his younger brother and pauses his attempt at flattening his mess of hair. "Where's your costume?" he turns completely to his brother, the hot object in his hand dangerously close to his bare leg.
"Gerry, did you shave your legs?" Mikey asks his brother using his favourite nickname to do so, amusement and intrigue shining in his eyes. He watches as his brother blushes crimson and looks down briefly before making a noncommittal grunt and shrugging his shoulders. Gerard looks back up, cheeks still flushed but looking expectant. "Dude, if I wear that I will show a lot of balls."
"And you don't think I'm worried I'll have an accident in this?" Gerard asks, gesturing at himself with his right hand, his little finger flaring out adding a small amount of sass to the gesture. "This skirt is shorter than the lifespan of a mayfly!" he says as he tugs at the hem of the black leather skirt resting high on his thighs. "Don't even get me started on the fake tits," he adds, almost daring his brother to do so to see what would happen.
Mikey shrugs "That dress barely goes past my hips, it's practically a shirt," he dismisses. "I'm not wearing it." Mikeys words are final and Gerard can tell his sibling won't budge. "I'm going as Zoro instead," he says, shrugging as to gesture his completely black clothing, which isn't far from his normal clothing choice.
"Whatever," Gerard huffs and turns to the mirror to check his hair and makeup. "This look okay to you?" he asks, turning back to his brother and pointing at his heavily outlined eyes before blinking owlishly to show off his smoky eyeshadow and blackened eyelashes.
"yeah dude, I'd totally do you," Mikey replied, ever serious. He looked over his brothers outfit, fishnet stockings, short black leather skirt, baggy jack Daniels tank top over a tight fitting t-shirt to hide his lack of a chest and a heavy leather jacket.
"Gross," Gerard replies in an offhand tone. "Awesome," he adds with a smile.
"Did you stuff a sports bra with socks?" Mikey asks, looking at the lumpy chest of his older brother who's only reply is a shrug. "What shoes you gonna wear Gerry?"
"Combat boots," Gerard replies as he turns off the straightener and leaves it in the dresser to cool. "Lip gloss or lipstick?" he mutters.
Suddenly Mikey realises just what it would be like to have a sister. He had to get out of there, fast. "I'll meet you by the door in five, Bob is waiting downstairs to take us to the party."
"Cool," Gerard answers as he applies a coat of pink gloss to his lips. "Tastes like watermelon," he says to himself. Mikey slowly backs out of the room and runs to his own to finish getting ready for the party.
Short little one-shot thing i had on my iPod. I might make it into a full story.
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