Ch.17

"Hey. What female clothing do you think you'll look good in?"

The two were walking to the lockers rooms. They were no different from regular school lockers rooms beside the fact that the showers weren't separated. Like the ones in prison basically.

"I...don't know. I've never tried it before."

"Of...course you hadn't. But if you had to pick out some sort of clothes then what would they be?"

"Hm..."

Lucifer went deep into thought for some reason. 'Maybe he wants to sell it so I'm sure not to be recognized by people..' The two then arrived at a door with a blue man in a circle, indicating that it was for males.

"Something...nice? Like a skirt and heels? Followed by..."

He stopped as he noticed Daemon slightly smiling. That caused him to cover his face while the two walked in. There were the only ones in the entire room.

"We can explore further when we get to the mall. For now..."

Daemon started stripping as he walked passed the lockers and into the shower room. It was pretty advanced as the shower head was flat with multiple holes in it.

There was circle shaped soap on a rack followed by other products like shampoo and facial cleanser.

'I should really upgrade our home..'

While everyone else on his block had futuristic houses, Daemon live in a house from over 100 years ago. It was still modern just undeveloped in this day and age.

Daemon then took the rubber band off that was tying his hair into a pony tail and let it hang. He sat the rubber band down on the rack of products and turned the water on.

"Hey. I'm getting lonely here! Hurry up!"

Daemon screamed out while gripping the soap. 'Creepy as hell in here by myself..' Daemon then started hearing footsteps from the door. After a couple of seconds, it slid to the side and Lucifer stood.

"Finally. Took your time."

Daemon looked back and started washing himself. Lucifer walked over to the shower right next to him, confusing Daemon.

'That's...not the rule. Like the urinals, your supposed to skip a lane. Especially if there's over 30 in here..'

"This feels amazing.."

Lucifer sighed in relief from the pleasure of the perfect temperature of the water. Saying its warm wouldn't begin to describe the true feeling of this.

"Yeah, it does."

The two went in silent as they continued to wash themselves. After a while, the two happened to look at each other.

'Well this..is awkward..'

"I think we should adress the elephant in the room."

Lucifer spoke as he looked at him in the eyes. 'The elephant in the room huh? Are we going to have THAT talk?' The talk between sizes between friends. Everyone has that right?

"Your pretty big arent you?"

"Yeah. Last time I measured, it was at 6 inches."

"6?! On soft?! No way.."

"Yeah. Your not bad either."

"Its alright.."

"3 is cool man. It's enough atleast."

"Smh. No it's not. The girls on twitter call it mediocre."

"Ha.."

Daemon chuckled. 'That's because they use bed rails to satisfy themselves. After that, no one is able satisfying them.'

"Your lucky though. With your feminine looks, females will be all over you."

He had no abs or muscles. Just a flat surface, with slighly big hips, leading to a slighly big...

"You know...I'm just now realizing that your the only one who really sees my feminine. It scares me."

He said that last part with a sarcastic expression.

"Hm? My sister and parents see it too."

"They do but your different."

"Different? How?"

"Well...you accepted it, knowing I was a guy. That's how."

Lucifer then turned back to washing his hair. 'To accept it?...Just how poorly was he treated as a child?'

"Yes, I was treated poorly because of my looks. Me being a genius overruled my looks, but when I left my family's house, I was told it was due to my feminine nature, as women are prone to act on their own like I did."

'What? That...doesn't make sense. So, because of a stereotype, he was bashed?'

"Oh, Lucifer. You truly had it rough huh?"

Daemon sighed while Lucifer did the same.

"Oh, before you get out, can you wash my back? I can never reach it on my own."

Lucifer put the towel out in front of Daemon who was turning the shower off. To turn it on or off, you would need to just swipe your hand over the shower head.

"I can do you one better.."

Daemon took the towel and Lucifer turned around. Daemon gulped and stepped forward, making the two closer. 'Don't make it weird. Just don't make it weird..'

Daemon then threw the towel over Lucifers head and motioned him to grab the towel. He did and Daemon grabbed at his wrist. He then moved them back, and started moving them for him.

"Ah!"

Lucifer made an odd noise as Daemon accidentally touched his butt without the use of his hands.

"Just motioned your hands like this and you'll be able to wash your back on your own."

Daemon stepped back and Lucifer began to do what Daemon showed him. He instanly did it right, making him happy.

"Yes! I did it! Did you see?!"

Almost instantly, he covered his face from embarrassment.

"Yeah. Now you won't need...a back scratcher?"

Imagine you have a towel in your hand. You were holding both ends. Bring It up so your right hand is stretched out far right and your left hand is low far left. Fold your left hand like a cat waving at you and bring it over your head and behind yourself. And like that, just go diagonally across your back, making a towel back scratcher.

"Thank you.."

He turned around and noticed that the two were very close. 'C-Close..' Lucifer started playing with the ear rings he wore while starring into his eyes.

'This is getting awkward..' Daemon didn't notice but he was slightly fidgeting. 'Hm? Am I...cold?' The two kept starring at each other, each with different thoughts going through their head about the matter at hand.

"Well, we should go. The mall closes at 8 so we have to hurry before then."

Daemon words snapped Lucifers out of his thoughts as he stopped playing in his ear rings.

"Y-Yeah. Let's go.."

The two then walked until the were in the locker rooms. They got dressed up and eventually left to go to the mall.

....

"Welcome to Jirens. What may I do for you today?"

A tall, blond woman in red heels talked to Daemon and Lucifer as they looked around the clothing store. It was a clothing store for the rich as even the hangers were made up of diamonds.

"Uhm. We would like to look around for now."

The woman stared at the curious faces of the couple. 'They each wear such casual clothing. Can they afford a high class place like this? The girl has a good looking bracelet on though. It may be worth something..'

"Yes. Please say something if you need help."

She bowed and walked away. Lucifer and Daemon then started walking around together. Daemon pointed some erotic wear, causing Lucifer to laugh and decline.

"You said...that you have over 65 million dollars in your bank account right?"

Daemon told Lucifer of his balance, surprising him, but it still left him slightly concerned.

"Hm? Oh, yeah. Don't worry about the price of things. Just get...what you want to get."

Over hearing their conversation, the tall blonde woman face lit up. '65 million?! How did he get so much money?! I need...to invest into this kid!' She then made her way over to the two and smiled.

"Is there something we can help you with Ms?"

Daemon looked at the woman with a frown. 'She must have heard what Lucifer said. It seems that the world is still the same...'

"No, no. Is there some that WE can help you with?"

"Actually...yeah. Me and my friend her are going to the movies tomorrow. Got anything that's not too flashy, but just right?"

"Hm...not too flashy, but just right.."

She then started walking away and Daemon followed. Lucifer stayed behind in case he found something he...liked?

They stopped at some clothes and she asked for Daemons opinion. He shook his head at that, then looked over. That's when he saw something that was just right.

"Would you like to buy...this one?"

She noticed that Daemon was looking at a mannequin in the corner with clothes on it. 'Please say no. Please say no. Thats...our cheapest set of clothes here.'

"Yes."

The lady kept a business smile on her face and nodded. 'Damn it..' The outfit consisted of long black stockings that would go up his entire leg. Brown short shorts. A white shirt with a blue open front sweater and a light yellow scarf. There was also a hand bag that Lucifer could wrap around his neck and it would rest at his side.

"This?.."

Lucifer came behind them and stared. 'Its..beautiful? It looks nice atleast..' Daemon then turned around and nodded.

"Yes. Do you like it?"

"Yes. Its very..pretty.."

Lucifer smiled, causing Daemon to slightly smile as well. 'Hes so rich and yet hes not buying expensive clothes? I don't know if hes just a cheapskate or if hes taking in his girlfriend consideration in style.'

"Will this be all for today?"

The clothes on the mannequin then floated over into a bag on the counter where you would pay. There was no need first size checking as their is special technology that makes clothes fitable for anyone.

"Yes. This will be all.."

Daemon was satisfied with his decision and all 3 of them walked over to the checkout. Daemon payed without problem and they both soon left.

They then went to different stores to complete everything and soon left the mall.

"I never thought a day like this would happen."

They sat down on the same bench from when they left the arcade. The sun was lower than it was last time, but the feeling was still the same.

"A day where a guy buys female clothing and makeup products. Not uncommon like it used to be."

"Yeah, that's true. 100 years ago, people were confused on their genders for an odd reason, but like you said, it isn't that uncommon in this day an age."

The two looked at each other then looked away. The two sat there until night fell. They talked a little, but they mostly sat there starring.

"Let's meet up at the harbor around 10:00. Is that fine?"

"Yes. That's..fine."

"Alright. See you later Lucifer. Take care."

Daemon waved at Lucifer while walking away. Lucifer waved at his back with a forced smile. 'Like I thought...'

He slowly put his hand down and turned back into a walk. He had bags full of clothes and other items in his hand.

'I think I do...'

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