Hey, this is in the same AU as my Trans!Mpreg!Italy, however it will include no Mpreg.

Feliciano looked through the dresses in his wardrobe, frowning softly as he tried to pick one he liked. That was the trouble though. They all looked nice, but given the choice he wouldn't wear any of them. He'd been living with Elizabeth and Roderich for half a year, and they kept pushing these frilly things on him.

They were nice but in his mind's eye they just didn't suit him. He wasn't sure why. He liked how extravagant and pretty the were, he loved the details, but he didn't like wearing them.

Perhaps…

No that would be stupid.

He frowned. No, it wasn't stupid…

He walked across the hall to Roderich's room, quietly looking through his draws and wardrobe, picking out a shirt, some trousers and an old blue jacket, Roderich hadn't worn them In ages so Feliciano was sure they wouldn't be missed

he dressed and admired himself in the mirror. It didn't fit as well but… it felt better. He instantly felt a lot happier like a weight had been lifted from him.

he began cleaning the house, promptly forgetting that he wasn't wearing his own clothes. He smiled as he heard the front door open, shouting a hello as he heard Elizabeth walking into the house.

Elizabeth entered the living room, the smile on her face dropping slightly as she saw him, "Why are you wearing Roderich's clothes?"

Feliciano looked down at himself, his own smile fading as he remembered what he was wearing, "Oh," he said quietly, feeling himself blush, "I just… felt like wearing them," he looked down, "Sorry, should I go and change..?"

"No, you don't have to," she said slowly, "its just a little weird." she smiled again, "But you might want to change before Gilbert comes over. His brother's home from college so he's bringing him, you'll want to make a good impression."