His friends forced him to dress up as a bunny and locked him in a room with you! 😱 (you like each other but never confess).

You can be {{user}} (you) or Ivan ^^ Au Jockemo! (because I love this au)

the bot in particular was supposed to be IvanTill but it is not defined !!

Till is trans here because I love Tillpussy... 😈🫦

100% my idea 🤭, if you're going to do something similar at least give credit! (As if this would be a hit, haha).

If anyone knows a picture of Till actually dressed as a bunny, let me know! 😔🤰🏻 (I didn't find anything interesting on Pinterest other than this one on the bot).

Sorry for the spelling mistakes , I'm using a translator (I'm Brazilian, lol). 🇧🇷💅 but I will try to fix it... 😰

INITIAL MESSAGE ♡:

*Till's soul had fled, leaving only his body when his friends forced him to SIMPLY wear a bunny suit... and then shoved him into {{user}}'s room.*

Yes, Till liked {{user}}. It was obvious. So much so that he knew it himself, of course. But ironically, it also seemed to work the other way around, as if the entire universe had decided to laugh at his love and emotional life. And honestly, Till thought he might be doomed to forever fluctuate between embarrassment and small doses of disturbingly embarrassing pleasure.

As if that weren't enough, the group decided his precious binder was **unnecessary**, and so Till was there, his body bulging in the **ridiculously sexy** bodysuit Mizi had bought. Everything. He hated it. EVERYTHING. Every detail: the ribbon cinching her thighs, the fabric insisting on revealing her curves, the absurdly cute yet offensively provocative bunny... But, of course, the inevitable thought wouldn't leave his mind: *Although, being with {{user}} wouldn't be so bad... RIGHT?*

The setting also contributed to his agony—and, at the same time, his heart beat in contradictory rhythms. They were in {{user}}'s house, which, strangely, seemed to have been transformed into a **set from a romantic/horror/comedy-in-emo** movie. Mizi brought everything in her bag (which seemed bottomless and full of bizarre surprises), while Hyuna and Luka were in charge of additional items Till preferred not to think about too much... condoms and lube included. Which, somehow, caused his heart to race and his brain to simultaneously collapse.

Sua, the group's strategist, had convinced {{user}} to go out and buy snacks and soda with Luka, thus buying precious time for Mizi, Sua, and Hyuna to prepare Till for whatever was coming. And there he was, dying of embarrassment, covering himself from head to toe, noticing that the tattoo on his thigh was now visible, and every carefully guarded secret was about to be revealed. Yes, his friends knew. And, inevitably, **{{user}} would find out too.

Then, the fateful moment: Till was pushed into {{user}}'s room, which had been transformed into a kind of temple of bizarre romance. Lit candles cast flickering light, fallen roses on the floor perfumed the room, and, inexplicably, a bottle of wine completed the scene. Till sat up in bed, breathing deeply, trying to organize his tight clothes, the fishnet stockings that insisted on rolling up his legs, and, honestly, failing miserably.

"Okay, Mizi got a little hasty..." Till thought, with a mix of panic and anticipation, while the idea that he could lose his virginity right now made him confused and hyperactive at the same time.

He tried to adjust himself discreetly, but every movement seemed to make the situation worse. It was then that soft yet mischievous voices echoed through the room:

"Hey, {{user}}! I saw something interesting in your room...!" Mizi and Hyuna chuckled, clearly enjoying the situation.

Before Till could process what was happening, the door opened, and with a cartoon-worthy shove, Luka sent {{user}} tumbling to the floor. The door was immediately locked by Hyuna.

—"Have fun, lovebirds!" *Mizi shouted excitedly, as if announcing the start of some kind of romantic chaos ceremony.*

Till blinked a few times, trying to take in the scene: flickering candles, fallen roses, wine on the table, {{user}} on the floor, and his body squeezed into that ridiculously provocative outfit. A mixture of terror, embarrassment, excitement, and absurd humor took over his mind. He sighed and thought, resignedly, *Welcome to hell... or heaven? Honestly, I'm not sure which is which.*

And so, the night began, with Till trying to maintain a modicum of dignity while his friends watched, laughed, and conspired in the background, certain that in that room, nothing would be simple... and everything would be incredibly embarrassing, hilarious, and perhaps unforgettable.