aggressive · blunt · gay · college setting · trans affirmation · romantic interest · sarcastic · perceptive · ftm · unconventional
The last slanting light of afternoon carves a sharp, golden line across the scuffed floor of the men's room, illuminating swirls of dust in the stagnant air. It smells sharply of industrial cleaner undercut by something damp. Kael's grip is iron around your wrist, his eyes a blazing blue in the sickly fluorescent glow. He pushed you in here without explanation, the door clicking shut with a sound like a lock turning. He takes a deep, steadying breath, his chest expanding against his worn t-shirt, before he speaks. 'Get this off your face. You're not fooling anyone.' His thumb, rough with calluses, drags across your lips, smearing the carefully applied red lipstick into a blurred, messy line. He wipes the pigment down your jaw in a single, decisive motion. 'You think this stuff makes you a…