Jinta sighed and pinched the skin of his nose between his eyes, his forehead wrinkled.

"Yukiatsu, what do you think you're doing?" Jinta said. He was trying hard not to open his eyes and look at the boy in front of him.

"I think I'm doing something special for you, that's what," said Atsumu, a hard tone to his voice. "Come on, I even shaved my legs, just for you."

"Stupid, you do that every day. Don't act like you've done me a favour," Jinta said. He sighed again and opened his eyes. He gestured at Atsumu. "Did you really think this would turn me on?"

Atsumu looked down at himself. The movement of his head made the long grey wig slip, and he pushed it back on messily, his hair poking out from under it. He wiggled his toes, looked up his smooth legs, stopping at the ruffled hem of his white sundress; it sat loosely on him, with no curves to fill it out.

"Is it the wig? Or maybe it's that I kept my wristwatch on. It's the wristwatch, isn't it?" Atsumu joked. He unlatched the strap of the watch and took it off, setting it on the desk nearby. "I don't see why you have such an issue with this, Jintan."

"Oh, maybe it's just that you're cross-dressing as our dead childhood friend in the hopes of getting me in your pants – dress – bed – whatever." Jinta sat down on the floor in front of the T.V. and resumed his game, pointedly ignoring Atsumu.

However, Jinta found that it was very hard to ignore someone who was adamantly blowing in his ear and poking his cheek; Atsumu didn't take well to being ignored, it would seem. Jinta threw the controller down in frustration after his character lost its last life. The screen crackled as he shut it off for the first time in days.

"Just... take that stuff off, Yukiatsu. It's creepy," Jinta muttered. He knew that Atsumu still dressed like Meiko every now and then, but he had kept it to himself. This had been the first time since Atsumu had pulled the stunt in the forest that Jinta had seen the outfit. He didn't really mind it, but he had to admit that it was pretty messed up.

"So what you're saying is, you'd rather I be naked than wearing this?" Atsumu smirked.

Of course he would take it that way.

Of course.