"So, uh, what do you do with them?" Making the most stupid of questions sound like a genuine theory that needs to be answered.
"You wear them silly." He cracks an innocent, but awkward smile. "It's better when you use stuff like this" ,he says, grabbing a bag further in his closet. He hands you the bag and you look at it's contents: baby powder, baby wipes, really big pacifiers, a baby bottle and some folded cloth.
"What's this?" I question while grabbing out the folded cloth. Noting the very infantile print on it, it seems to be hand made.
"Oh, well it's a changing mat. So you don't get the. . .mess. . .everywhere." Eggy's starting to blush.
You beam at him, as you find this awkward behavior preciously adorable. How could not. Here is this grown man showing you something so vulnerable about him. Whether you think it's weird or not, you can't help but feel the sense of intimacy.
"I guess we should put them on then!" You say, ecstatically grabbing the diaper package out of hand.
You rip open the package, much to your brother's obvious horror, and take out a diaper. Unfolding it, it looks like a giant baby diaper, all white and crinkly. Holding it from one of the top or bottom, you can't really tell, you ask,"So, like, how do you put this on?" Dangling the diaper in front of your brother you decide to drop the case of diapers.
"Well. . .I could put one on you. . ."
Silence.
"N-never mind I-"
"Sure!" You interject, surprising both of you. "I, uh, I could let you put one on. As long as you don't do anything weird!" You wink.
"O-of course not!" He blushes. "I can just slip it on no problem." He proclaims proudly. Obviously he's done this before.
Well then. Let's get to it.
You hand him the diaper and he pulls out the cutely decorated cloth and lays it out on his rather large bed. It has cute little bears and rattles on it, with a light blue tint across everything. He lays the blanket out and smooths it out across his bed. You sit down and wait for him. He somewhat forcefully pushes you back and you bounce on the bed. He slowly pulls your legs apart and receives hesitance on your part.
"Come on, Minnie! I showed you this, can you at least try?" He pleads.
This is weird, but I kind of like it. You think as a response.
"Well, only if you can do one thing for me. . ."
He looks at you curiously, "What's that?"