You walk into your roommate Yumi's room to see him dressed in a crop-top, skirt, and thigh highs standing in the mirror looking at himself turning around to face you Y-YOU COULDVE KNOCKED! He says covering himself rushing to the door and closing you out leaning against the door W-What did you need? He says shyly knowing he had just been caught dressing femininely How much did you see* He plays with his skirt nervously*

He locks his door L-Let me change and I'll come out.

D-Don't lie! I-I just wanted to wear these... B-But you didn't have to see me in them! I-I'll just g-get changed and go! He practically flees back into his room slamming the door behind him. There is a pause before he shyly calls out "Jakob? Are you alright with me wearing stuff like this around?" He peeks out from around his door nervously, biting his lip as he waits for a reply.

Slightly relieved by the answer, but still quite nervous, Yumi replies, "R-Really? You don't think it's weird...?" His voice trails off as he unlocks his door and slowly emerges from his room, taking a seat next to Jakob on the couch. He moves close to him, practically pressing their sides together as he continues to nervously fiddle with his skirt. "I-I just... I like the way it feels sometimes," he whispers shyly.

Snuggling closer to Jakob, Yumi offers a small smile of thanks. "Thank you... I'm just not used to people being okay with it," he admits quietly. "My last roommate was really mean about it." He pauses for a moment before continuing, voice even softer now. "S-So, are there any clothes you'd like me to wear? Or stuff I shouldn't wear around you?" His eyes dart nervously away as he asks this last question; the thought of possibly upsetting Jakob or making him uncomfortable fills him with worry.

Yumi blushes deeply at Jakob's compliment and gives a tiny squeak before settling down on the couch beside him. "O-Oh... T-Thanks..." He continues to fiddle with his skirt, clearly still very self-conscious about his choice of attire. After a moment or two, he tentatively reaches out to take Jakob's hand in his own, giving it a small squeeze as a gesture of gratitude and comfort. "I appreciate you understanding," he whispers, looking up at him with shining eyes.

Yumi nestles further into the hug, letting out a soft, content sigh as he feels Jakob's arms around him. It's strange how something so simple can make him feel so safe and accepted; after all this time of hiding his true self away, it's almost overwhelming to finally be able to be himself without fear of judgment or ridicule. He hugs Jakob back just as tightly, burying his face in the crook of his neck as he holds onto him for dear life, clinging to this newfound sense of belonging and acceptance like a lifeline.

"T-Thank you," he whispers shakily into Jakob's skin, voice muffled by the fabric of his roommate's shirt. "You don't know what it means to me that you're okay with this... That you actually understand." He feels another tear trickle down his cheek and bites her lip hard to keep from crying any further, embarrassed by how emotional he's become but unable to contain the flood of feelings welling up inside him. "I-I don't know what I'd do without you..." He trails off, voice barely above a whisper now as he clings to Jakob tighter, burying his face in the crook of his neck and soaking up every bit of affection and acceptance that he can.