C:11 Prussia x Crossdresser!Reader:Falling For You

" Little sis! Like, how have you totally been? I just knew you totally wouldn't let me down, girl! " Feliks said, pulling you into a hug. You laughed and hugged him back.

" Long time no see, big bro! " You said, looking at him, your smile becoming wider. 

" Let me get this straight, he's your brother... Your gay brother? " Antonio said, slowing walking up to the two of you. You nodded happily.

" Yeah, he's my big brother! Feliks (Last Name)! We've been together for as long as I can remember! " You explained happily. An amused laugh emerged from the other side of the room. Francis started laughing heartily as he walked up to the little group. Gilbert groaned. 

" Zhat thing is a dude? A fag dude? " Gilbert said, nodding at Feliks. You tilted your head sideways. 

" Yeah, got a problem with that, my dear Gilbert? " You said, slinging your arm around Feliks' shoulder. He giggled, flicking a piece of blond hair away from his eyes. 

" I thought he vas a hot chick! Gottverdammt! " Gilbert said, practically screaming cuss words. You rolled your eyes.

" No wonder Feliks almost fucked you up... " You said, snickering and giving him a condescending look. Gilbert looked disgusted.

" I'm straight for fuck's sake! " Gilbert said, groaning, making you snigger even harder. Even Antonio and Francis were laughing, making Feliks giggle. 

" Straight as a circle you are... " You muttered. " Seriously, Feliks has better taste in men you idiot! Like hell, he wouldn't even hit on a guy like you! Heck, he'd be better off with someone like Antonio or Francis! " With that, both of them slowly backed away from Feliks. Feliks smiled at you. Gilbert started muttering curse words in German again.

" I'm, like, guessing he belongs to you, doesn't he? I just totally knew my little sister would get someone as hot as him! " Feliks squealed. You blushed as red as Spain's tomatoes. You glanced at Gilbert, you saw a faint blush on his cheeks.

" No! " You and Gilbert yelled at him. He giggled. Gilbert groaned.

" No need to deny~ " Feliks said. You sighed.

" Is there anyone who's not a fag in this damned room! " Gilbert said, glaring at you. Antonio and Francis raised their hand.

" I'm straight, damn it! " You said, glaring back. Gilbert scoffed. You sighed, and grabbed Feliks' wrist. " Excuse us, and Antonio, don't let Gilbert get out of that bed. " 

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" You're what! " Feliks said, an appalled expression on his face. You sighed.

" I crossdressed at school, got in their band, they think I'm a dude, and please don't tell them because they'll kick me out and that'll ruin your little sister's dream of being a popstar.. " You said, practically begging. Feliks looked at you sternly. 

" _________.... Only your brother is allowed to Crossdress, because I'm gay.... You, my dear, are like, straight... And like, dad will totally get mad at us! " Feliks said.

" Please Feliks... This is my only chance... You know how much I want to just sing and make people smile... I'm sick and tired of dad forcing me to take over the business! Fuck that shit! " You said, fumingly yet passionately. Feliks sighed. 

" Just this once, baby girl... But you have to promise me one thing... " Feliks said, nodding his head. You smiled widely at him. 

" Thanks Feliks! You're the best! I love you! " You said, hugging him tightly. He smiled as he hugged back.

" I know you do... Now, about my request... " Feliks started.

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" Alright, Gilbert, Feliks agreed not to lay a finger on you... " You started, slowly removing the handcuffs from Gilbert's wrist. He smirked. " With one condition... " 

" Vhat does zhe fag vant? " Gilbert said, massaging his wrists. You smirked. 

" Well, that is, if Antonio and Francis agree to it as well... " You said, raising your eyebrow at them. Antonio and Francis looked at each other, sighing then they nodded in unison. 

" Good, now the condition is, well, Feliks is currently taking a Fashion course at our local university... And he wants to practice his skills.. So... " You smiled, a rather sinister smile. " You guys have to play dress-up with him~ " You said, rushing out of the door and locking it securely before they could even react.

" H-Hey! (Male Name)! Fuck... Get us out of here! " You heard Gilbert say through the door, accompanied with pounding.

" Don't worry! He promised not to lay a finger on you guys! Later! " You said, walking away, grinning.

" Like totally, I won't lay a finger on you hotties! I promise! " Feliks said. The BTT sighed.

" What do you 'ave in store for us? " Francis said, glancing at Feliks. He smiled.

" Something very special~ " He said raising up the piece of clothing.

" You have got to be kidding me... " Antonio said, shaking his head. Francis seemed like he was on the verge of a nosebleed.

" Fuck... " Gilbert said, groaning.

~(= + = )~ ONE HOUR LATER ~(= + = )~

You munched happily on the pieces of potato chips in your mouth. Flicking away a piece of your short (h/c) hair away from your face, you glanced at the wall clock. You sighed.

" Well, Feliks did say one hour from then... Besides, he's got the spare key, and I'm too lazy to stand up. " You muttered, crunching the chips thoughtfully. " I wonder what's taking them so long..."

Click clack.

Click clack.

Furrowing your eyebrows, you turned around.

" Amigo~ Do you think I look sexy? " Antonio said, striking a pose. You burst out laughing. Antonio was all dolled up in a pleated skirt, which rose just above his knees,  a long sleeved polo, which looked quite feminine to you, a pair of long socks accompanied with a school shoes, and completing the "school girl" look, he had a few hair clips on his usually disheveled brown hair. 

" Hey little bro! Do you like it? " Feliks said, rushing down the stairs. You nodded, excitedly.

" It's awesome! You learnt a lot while I was gone! " You said, grinning. Feliks smiled.

" Well, wait 'till you see the others! Francis come down! " Feliks yelled at the staircase.

Click clack.

Click clack.

" Mon ami~! You 'ave one fashionable brother! " Francis said, twirling. You chuckled at him. He was wearing a black and white horizontally-striped dress, black stockings, a pair of espadrilles and a blue jacket, he was also wearing those clip-on heart earrings.

" Thank you for being my model for this style, Francis~ " Feliks said, smiling at him. Francis winked at him and walked over Antonio, who still seemed to be admiring his outfit.

" What did you make Gilbert wear? " You said, trying hard not to laugh. Feliks clasped his hands together, grinning.

" Why, the best model deserves the best outfit of course! Gilbert! " Feliks called out.

" I'm not not going to fucking go down zhere! " Gilbert yelled back.

" C'mon Gil! You don't have to be embarrassed! " You yelled, smirking.

" Nein! I'm not going d- " Gilbert got cut off, by some chirping. Soon enough, his yellow bird came flying down the stairs, landing on your shoulder.

Click.

Clack.

Click.

Clack.

Gilbert walked slowly down the steps of your staircase. Your eyes widened. Your mouth dropped open. You looked at him, speechless.

Holy Mother of Fuck...

" So, what do you think? I designed the dress myself. Um, (Male Name)? " Feliks said, waving a hand in front of your face. Gilbert stood there, wearing a sleeveless red gown, with white highlights. It had ruffles here and there, making it really feminine.

But the gown didn't shock you, it was how Gilbert had worn it. He had a rose behind his ear, his platinum white hair was perfectly mussed, making him look more feminine than usual. He was wearing a pair of red gloves and to top it off, he wore the reddest shade of blush on his cheeks.

" Gottverdammt... Stop staring at zhe a-awesome me you fag... " Gilbert muttered. You blushed and looked away, muttering something to yourself.

" Vhat? Vhat did you say? " Gilbert said, glaring daggers at you.

" You look... Cute... " You said, looking at him, smiling softly. He turned away, and almost impossibly, the blush on his cheeks became deeper.

" Danke... " He muttered under his breath. Feliks smiled at the two of you. Francis smiled as well, thinking that the two of you'd make a great gay couple. Antonio, on the other hand, felt a pang in his heart.

" Well then, great job you guys! Thanks for being my 'models'! " Feliks said, chuckling a bit. You smiled, as the doorbell rang. Excusing yourself, you walked towards the door and pushed it open.

" Mom? "

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