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It was around late evening, when Kiryu went over to Majima’s soon-to-be former apartment to help him move out. There wasn’t much to pack up, given that his apartment was very small, but Kiryu decided to help out regardless. He acted outwardly dismissive towards helping Majima move out, as he said that Majima should just enlist the help of one of his cronies like Nishida, but decided to do it, as he just really wanted to spend time with Majima, even though he didn’t want to admit it.
Majima had stepped out of the room, and Kiryu was going through some old boxes in his closet, when he came across a container full of VHS tapes. He was curious, so he decided to glance over a few. They were mostly just a collection of dubiously legal movies, with the exception of one with a scratched out title on the front. The tape interested Kiryu, so he decided to pocket it, and watch it when he had the chance.
Eventually night had started to roll around, and Kiryu headed home after a long few hours of packing. Once he arrived at his home, he remembered the VHS tape he had pocketed, and decided to see what lied inside of it. Kiryu dusted off the tape, and put it inside of the player.
The tape player started whirring, and after a few seconds, a grainy video began playing on the tv. What Kiryu saw surprised him, to say the very least. The tape was a compilation of sorts, with Majima standing in front of a camcorder, trying on several different types of outfits and dresses. Pleated skirts, long and short dresses, wigs, bright makeup, among other things. Kiryu’s face quickly grew hot and red as he saw what was unfolding on screen, and he started to feel embarrassed after seeing something that was clearly meant to be private. He couldn’t stop watching, however, and kept his eyes glued to the screen as Majima tried on dress after dress, outfit after outfit. Eventually the tape finished, and the screen went dark as the tape was ejected from the player.
Kiryu looked at his reflection in the dim tv screen, his face beet red, and his pupils wide and dilated. He knew Majima had some sort of drag hobby, but something about this seemed… different to him. The look on Majima’s face as he tried on all of those clothes, he had such a genuine, endearing smile that Kiryu never really saw from him often. He thought he might be overthinking it, as it was something he was prone to doing, but he wanted to trust his gut despite that. Kiryu eventually settled down and went to go lay in bed, but he couldn’t stop thinking about what he saw in that video. He layed on his side, eyes wide open and unable to sleep, thinking about how stupidly cute Majima looked in those clothes.
“Whatever makes you happy, Majima-san.” Kiryu said to himself softly, as he slowly drifted off to sleep.