drabble: changes
Title: Changes
Group-pairing: A.B.C.-Z; Tottsu/Hasshi-ish
Rating: pg
Warning(s): Genderswitch! =O
Summary: Hasshi discovers Tottsu in an uncomprimising position.
Notes: Written forchokingday,because she wanted it and I caved XD The title is temporary. I will change it once I've thought of a better one. I've been trying to come up with one for days but just coming up blank D=
“Tottsu, do you want to-”
Hasshi stopped in mid-sentence, cut off by Tottsu’s high-pitched squeal as he frantically covered his front quickly with his jumper.
“Tottsu,” Hasshi began slowly, his eyes widening, “do you have boobies?”
Tottsu’s face went red immediately and he clutched the jumper closer to himself in some vain attempt not to let Hasshi see anything. But his figure said enough. He had developed curves in all the wrong places and his face had become softer and slender. No amount of baggy clothes and hats had truly disguised what had happened seemingly overnight, but it had helped some.
He found it very hard to do anything but squeak back at Hasshi.
Hasshi’s shock turned to awe. “Are you a girl?” he asked excitedly, rushing up towards him and jumping a little bit as he did so, “Is that why you were wearing all those clothes? Goseki said you were looking very girly lately. Tsuka-chan said you’re probably ill but then Kawai said that you’re just faking it. But Goseki said that you’re really girly and then they came up with disgusting things they’d do to you. They didn’t think I was listening, but I was.”
Tottsu felt overwhelmed. His head was spinning from all of Hasshi’s nonsensical words.
“So are you really a girl?” Hasshi added a moment later.
Tottsu nodded solemnly.
“How did it happen?”
“I just sort of woke up this way.” He mumbled, his eyes downcast.
Hasshi frowned, “People don’t just wake up as girls. Do they? ” He paused a moment seemingly thinking. “Can I take a look?” He said eventually reaching out a hand to grab at Tottsu’s jumper.
“No!” Tottsu replied finally finding his voice, albeit a little shakily, still in shock from being walked in on when he was sure no one was around. Someone really needed to fix the locks on those doors.
Hasshi pouted, looking at him with sad eyes.
“I’m not for show. Plus, you already saw.”
“Oh, no I didn’t,” Hasshi shook his head vigorously, “not properly. You were too quick.”
Tottsu just sighed, “What did you want anyway?”
“Oh right, I was going to ask if you wanted to come out for some food.”
“I shouldn’t-”
“Pleeeeease,” Hasshi pleaded, “It will be fun. I’ll have a pretty girl with me! It can be like a date~♥”
Tottsu rolled his eyes, “You’ll get kicked out if people see you with me.”
Hasshi pouted again, sending silent, pleading looks.
“If you turn away while I put this on I’ll think about it.” Hasshi made a noise in protest but complied anyway. It took Tottsu a few moments to make sure Hasshi was covering his eyes with his hands before proceeding to get changed.
“This is so cool~” Hasshi commented. Tottsu didn’t need to look to see how much Hasshi would be grinning.
“It’s really not.” He replied pulling his head through the jumper, “It’s uncomfortable and everything is in weird places and I hate it. I want to fix this quickly. I just don’t know how.”
“I can help!” Hasshi exclaimed, “We can make a plan over dinner!”
“You can look now. Fine, but we have to be careful, okay?” He agreed, defeated, “But nowhere busy. And we have to keep this to ourselves so you can’t tell anyone, alright?”
Hasshi looked very put out, “Not even Goseki?”
“Especially not Goseki. Do you pinky promise?”
“Pinky promise~” Hasshi replied sticking his little finger out enthusiastically.
Tottsu took it with his own finger, and they shook.
“I like secrets!” Hasshi announced as he practically skipped out of the room.
Tottsu picked up his own belongings and pulled his hat down as far as he could, grabbing his medical mask. He had a feeling that by tomorrow morning everyone was going to know.
Group-pairing: A.B.C.-Z; Tottsu/Hasshi-ish
Rating: pg
Warning(s): Genderswitch! =O
Summary: Hasshi discovers Tottsu in an uncomprimising position.
Notes: Written forchokingday,because she wanted it and I caved XD The title is temporary. I will change it once I've thought of a better one. I've been trying to come up with one for days but just coming up blank D=
“Tottsu, do you want to-”
Hasshi stopped in mid-sentence, cut off by Tottsu’s high-pitched squeal as he frantically covered his front quickly with his jumper.
“Tottsu,” Hasshi began slowly, his eyes widening, “do you have boobies?”
Tottsu’s face went red immediately and he clutched the jumper closer to himself in some vain attempt not to let Hasshi see anything. But his figure said enough. He had developed curves in all the wrong places and his face had become softer and slender. No amount of baggy clothes and hats had truly disguised what had happened seemingly overnight, but it had helped some.
He found it very hard to do anything but squeak back at Hasshi.
Hasshi’s shock turned to awe. “Are you a girl?” he asked excitedly, rushing up towards him and jumping a little bit as he did so, “Is that why you were wearing all those clothes? Goseki said you were looking very girly lately. Tsuka-chan said you’re probably ill but then Kawai said that you’re just faking it. But Goseki said that you’re really girly and then they came up with disgusting things they’d do to you. They didn’t think I was listening, but I was.”
Tottsu felt overwhelmed. His head was spinning from all of Hasshi’s nonsensical words.
“So are you really a girl?” Hasshi added a moment later.
Tottsu nodded solemnly.
“How did it happen?”
“I just sort of woke up this way.” He mumbled, his eyes downcast.
Hasshi frowned, “People don’t just wake up as girls. Do they? ” He paused a moment seemingly thinking. “Can I take a look?” He said eventually reaching out a hand to grab at Tottsu’s jumper.
“No!” Tottsu replied finally finding his voice, albeit a little shakily, still in shock from being walked in on when he was sure no one was around. Someone really needed to fix the locks on those doors.
Hasshi pouted, looking at him with sad eyes.
“I’m not for show. Plus, you already saw.”
“Oh, no I didn’t,” Hasshi shook his head vigorously, “not properly. You were too quick.”
Tottsu just sighed, “What did you want anyway?”
“Oh right, I was going to ask if you wanted to come out for some food.”
“I shouldn’t-”
“Pleeeeease,” Hasshi pleaded, “It will be fun. I’ll have a pretty girl with me! It can be like a date~♥”
Tottsu rolled his eyes, “You’ll get kicked out if people see you with me.”
Hasshi pouted again, sending silent, pleading looks.
“If you turn away while I put this on I’ll think about it.” Hasshi made a noise in protest but complied anyway. It took Tottsu a few moments to make sure Hasshi was covering his eyes with his hands before proceeding to get changed.
“This is so cool~” Hasshi commented. Tottsu didn’t need to look to see how much Hasshi would be grinning.
“It’s really not.” He replied pulling his head through the jumper, “It’s uncomfortable and everything is in weird places and I hate it. I want to fix this quickly. I just don’t know how.”
“I can help!” Hasshi exclaimed, “We can make a plan over dinner!”
“You can look now. Fine, but we have to be careful, okay?” He agreed, defeated, “But nowhere busy. And we have to keep this to ourselves so you can’t tell anyone, alright?”
Hasshi looked very put out, “Not even Goseki?”
“Especially not Goseki. Do you pinky promise?”
“Pinky promise~” Hasshi replied sticking his little finger out enthusiastically.
Tottsu took it with his own finger, and they shook.
“I like secrets!” Hasshi announced as he practically skipped out of the room.
Tottsu picked up his own belongings and pulled his hat down as far as he could, grabbing his medical mask. He had a feeling that by tomorrow morning everyone was going to know.