You still can’t stand the lockdown, but at least Leo has been keeping you busy around the house. Since he’s managed to remain employed, it simply made sense that while Leo was away you would spend some of your free time doing the necessary chores, the least you can do for living rent free with him. But of course Leo couldn’t just leave it there, his boisterous and provocative nature ever present as he began poking fun at your arrangement.

He started referring to you as his housewife, or his maid, and loudly announcing “Honey, I’m home!” when returning to your apartment from work. You took such jabs on the chin at first, used to Leo’s teasing since your friendship began all those years ago. However, they say there is never a truer word said in jest, and as time has gone on it really seems like Leo has a certain role in mind for you by his side beyond friendship...

You’ve always been rather androgynous, not exactly masculine or feminine, but you noticed how Leo would compliment any femininity you presented, saying you looked good with your hair long, or with your nails painted. Before you knew it you had even started dressing more femininely, it felt right, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that you were doing all this for Leo.

These jokes have ridden this line for so long that you’re almost used to it, somewhat enjoying Leo’s praise, tending to the apartment you share and silently embracing your newfound role. But you can’t help but feel the irony of your relationship shall soon be shattered as Leo returns home one day announcing he has a present for you.

“Just a little something I thought would suit you, my little housewife” Leo says with a smirk as he presents his gift: a maid outfit. You blush at just the thought of wearing this thing, all frills and bows. “I figured you might as well look the part” he muses, handing it to you. “Well, what are you waiting for?” Leo says, briefly dropping his playful tone “try it on. Right here, right now”.