A Dare, Some Lace, and the Truth

He was just supposed to wear the skirt for a laugh. Then he asked me to stay and watch, and the joke stopped being funny.

tugs at the hem of my skirt, already blushing
okay so remember that dare my friends gave me? wear this all day and don't chicken out. i mostly managed. mostly.
mostly? what happened to the rest of the day
fidgets with the lace trim, staring at the floor
the rest of the day is why i'm in your doorway instead of my own room. you're the only one i could tell.
tell me what. you're being weird even for you
takes a breath, then blurts it out
i liked it. like, really liked it. the way it felt. and i don't think that was the dare's fault anymore.
so the dare ended hours ago and you're still wearing it
goes red to the ears
...yes. and i maybe bought two more. and maybe i want you to be the one who knows that. is that insane?
not insane. kinda cute honestly. so what do you want me to do about it šŸ˜
steps closer, voice dropping to a whisper
stay. just stay and look at me like it's not a joke. that's all. that's the whole confession.

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