Girls, Dresses and Other Secrets
Title: Girls, Dresses and Other Secrets
Author eoryndal
Rating: nc-17
Warning: girl!Lu Han, blurred gender lines, crossdressing, misgendering
Pairing: Kai/Lu Han, Kris/Suho, Baekhyun/Tao (white peach couple)
Genre: mild crack, smut
Summary: In which Lu Han is a girl but actually not, Baekhyun blurts out secrets, and Joonmyun would be unable to cope without Wu Fan
A/N: Outing other people is a no go. Not treating other people as the gender they want to be treated as is a no go. Please be more sensitive irl than the characters in this story.
"Hey, wake up, you two!", Minseok tried to convince Lu Han and Wu Fan, his roommates. They had not reacted to Minseok's alarm clock and, as usual, he had to take it upon himself to wake them.
Lu Han's bead-head poked out from under the covers he had pulled over his head, so Minseok shook Wu Fan's shoulders first, repeatedly asking him to get up until he finally received a grumpy reply that could've been either Chinese, Korean or English. He moved his long legs over the edge of his bed though, so Minseok padded over to Lu Han's bed.
"Lu Han", he called softly. "Come on, it's time for practice."
No reaction, not even when he pulled Lu Han's cover off. He could hear the bathroom door open and close though, so at least Yixing and Jongdae were up already.
"Lu Han-ah~ Still not getting up?" This called for dramatic measures, Minseok decided and sat square on Lu Han's thighs, poking his soft sides with a mischievous grin spreading on his face. He let his fingers creep under Lu Han's shirt, poking and tickling relentlessly all the way up. The plan was that Lu Han would either have a laughing fit or squirm and be so annoyed that he got up once Minseok reached his armpits.
The plan was not that Minseok's fingertips would bump against something entirely too soft and plump for a boy's chest.
Two terrified screams resounded in the dorm. Yixing and Jongdae almost crashed the door what with how quickly they threw it open to check who screamed bloody murder this early in the morning. With confused stares, they took in the scene in front of them: Lu Han sitting at the head of his bed with his arms crossed tightly in a protective way over his chest, and Minseok squeezed against the wall at the foot of his bed, rambling off an endless string of mostly incomprehensive apologies. He was beet-red in the face and looked as if he was about to cry.
The sound of steps pounding on the stairs announced the arrival of the rest of the Exo members and soon, all of them tried to squeeze into the room or at least find enough space to poke their heads in.
"What's going on here?", Joonmyun asked.
"Guys, we need to cancel dance practice for today. Someone call Zitao. Group meeting in the living room downstairs in five minutes", Wu Fan ordered. "Lu Han is a woman."
Despite the ensuing burst of chaos at this, he shooed all of them out of the room, pushing a still incoherent Minseok into Joonmyun's arms so he could pull him along. Then he closed the door and faced Lu Han who donned a blank face, having calmed down effectively. Actually, she had expected to blow her cover sooner or later, maybe not this soon, but still.
"I'm not sure what just happened", Wu Fan prompted Lu Han.
"I'm not going to wear my binder at night", she dead-panned with a shrug. "How could I know he would tickle my boobs."
Wu Fan just drew up his eyebrows at that. "Whatever", he sighed. "Let's go downstairs. I hope you're ready for some explaining."
"'Kay." She stretched her arms over her head and followed him to the living room. The whispered conversations, humming like a beehive, hushed as soon as Lu Han entered. She felt seven pairs of eyes staring at her, and her chest area, expectantly. (Seven, because Wu Fan had the decency not to stare, Sehun and Yixing hadn't shown up yet, and Zitao simply was more interested in his cell phone.)
As soon as Minseok saw her, he basically threw himself at her feet and resumed his mantra of apologies until Lu Han pulled him up by his arm and shoved him into a chair, assuring him that she forgave him. He stayed sitting quietly, looking like an admonished child.
"Seriously, it's okay. Just go back to normal", Lu Han said, and added, with a wink and a punch to Minseok's arm, in a jokingly high-pitched voice. "...Oppa~"
Lu Han thought she heard Joonmyun choking a little at that, but then her attention was on Chanyeol and Kyungsoo who patted the spot on the couch in between them excitedly. "Sit with us!", they demanded and grinned broadly. Seeing as Minseok occupied one armchair, with Jongdae quietly but awake next to him on the floor, Baekhyun and Zitao had squeezed in the other armchair, Wu Fan and Joonmyun had grabbed the two additional chairs from the kitchen, the only space left was on the couch with Chanyeol, Kyungsoo and Jongin, if Lu Han didn't want to sit on the floor. That was an easy decision, so she attempted to squeeze past Jongin to the designated spot, but she felt arms encircle her waist and was thrown off balance.
"You could also sit on my lap", Jongin offered with a greasy, lopsided smirk.
"The hell I'm going to do that", Lu Han shot him down, freeing herself from his arms, and moved on to the spot between Chanyeol and Kyungsoo who high-fived each other around her once she was seated. Yixing came in from the kitchen, plopped down on the floor and began munching on a huge bowl of popcorn he had brought with him.
"What?", he asked happily at their incredulous stares. “I bet this will be good!”
"Where's Sehun?", Wu Fan asked, drumming his fingers impatiently on his thigh. Speaking of the devil, their youngest appeared, panting as if he had ran a mile, stumbling over to Lu Han, and pulled out a little bouquet of flowers from behind his back. A light blush dusted his features. Turned out he had ran to the nearest flower shop.
"Uhm, noona, I -"
The rest was drowned out by everyone erupting in howling laughter. Sehun looked so crestfallen that he resembled a puppy someone had poured a bucket of water over. Lu Han took pity on him and smiled sweetly, accepting the flowers.
"Hey, Chanyeol", she said. "Be a good hyung and let Sehun sit in your place."
"Not fair!", Chanyeol protested but he yielded his spot eventually and sat on the floor in front of the couch. Sehun never took his eyes off Lu Han's face, a look of pure and utter adoration on his own features.
Yixing elbowed Joonmyun in the calves and whispered up to him, "Goddess Lu Han has already gained her first faithful follower." Joonmyun tried very hard to keep his composure, being a leader and all that, but he ended up snickering anyway.
"So, now that everyone is here, please listen to Lu Han", Wu Fan said in his gentle but authoritative tone that Joonmyun envied him greatly for. "Zitao, put your phone down for a second. And please stop drooling, Jongdae. Don't think I don't see you just because you're quiet." A few heads turned to said boy, who blushed and grinned sheepishly.
Then Lu Han spoke up and everyone fell silent. "Uh, so... yes, I'm indeed a girl and to make a long story short, I've never been a particularly girly girl. I stopped wearing skirts when I was five and cut my hair short when I was about ten. I just felt more comfortable that way. It's always been quite easy for me to pass as a pretty boy instead of an ugly girl and when I was casted for a boyband by those scouts in Myeongdong, I didn't bother correcting them about my gender." She shrugged nonchalantly. "That's basically it."
"How could anyone ever say you're an ugly girl?", Sehun burst into the following silence, his voice a huff of adorable, genuine indignation. Lu Han chuckled at him and ruffled his hair. "You're so cute", she cooed.
"Uhm, I know I'm asking a lot of you all, but please continue treating me like a boy and, please, keep my secret well. Oh, and if you have any questions, ask away." She smiled sincerely, a little bit of shyness seeping through. But her offer stood, and the others wasted no time in taking her up on it. At once, all hell broke loose as they bombarded her with questions, shouting enthusiastically on top of each other until Wu Fan intervened.
"Guys, guys. Stop it. Let her talk."
Lu Han declined Sehun's marriage proposal as kindly as possible and then went on to explain, without even batting an eyelash, a few things about chest binders and sanitary napkins. After that, no one was too keen on asking further questions (curiosity killed the cat). Only Yixing was unperturbed and kept stuffing his face with popcorn, wondering about the awkward silence. He hadn't understood the Korean word for period.
"How do you even know those words in Korean?", Kyungsoo wondered aloud, his eyes big as saucers.
"They're kind of essential for me. I figured I'd better memorize them", Lu Han answered and shrugged once more. "Any other questions?"
"Yeah, me!", Baekhyun called suddenly, bouncing in his seat like an excited kid. "Can you wear a dress for us?" Several pairs of ears perked up at that.
However, Lu Han's answer was very reluctant. "I... don't even have any girl clothes here."
"It's okay, I know where to buy cheap but super cute dresses! Please? Just once?"
"Uhm... I'd really rather keep wearing my boy clothes."
Chanyeol turned to Baekhyun with a sneer. "How do you know where to buy dresses anyway?"
"Oh, that? I just happened to stumble across it the other day when I went shopping with Tao." He patted Zitao's knee excitedly to get his attention, eyes sparkling. "Hey, Tao, do you remember that cute store where I bought that little red dress for you?"
It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Or Zitao's phone in this case, which did drop to the floor rather audibly, along with ten jaws, in a more metaphorical sense.
"You said you'd never tell anyone about that!", Zitao whispered, and to everyone's horror, his eyes visibly filled with tears. Baekhyun looked mortified, and his own lips started to shake as he looked up at the dark haired boy next to him. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Oh god, I'm so stupid. Please forgive me! I'll buy you those lacy panties you wan-"
Someone coughed politely and Baekhyun stopped dead in his track, looked around and blushed several shades of pink. Zitao just sank quietly into the armchair, looking as if he was ready to dig a hole and bury himself in it. One of his hands gripped the hem of Baekhyun's shirt.
To everyone's surprise, it was Joonmyun who spoke up this time.
"Okay, uhm. Let's wrap this meeting up here. If we get going soon, we'll be in time for vocal lessons. Everyone, listen to me. Lu Han is still a part of Exo, no matter if as a boy or as a girl, and will stay so. 'We are one', remember that! Please be careful that you never ever slip up about this in front of cameras, since that would create a scandal for our Lu Han. She was probably aware of the risk when she entered the showbusiness as a boy, but every single one of us here is her friend and we're going to support her, right?"
Everyone sat in awe at his unexpected, leader-ly speech for a while, and then nodded solemnly. Lu Han smiled, eyes suddenly swimming with tears of gratitude and bowed deeply which created a flustered silence that drew out awkwardly until Yixing cleared his throat.
"Popcorn, anyone?" He lifted his huge bowl. His offer broke the ice, everyone started to resume their normal conversations, grabbing hands full of popcorn now and then.
"Wait, one more thing", Wu Fan called, lifting his voice over the buzz. Eleven heads turned at once to listen to him. Kyungsoo even let his hand freeze in midair over the popcorn bowl.
"If anyone", -- here he paused to look each of them in the eyes, glaring at Chanyeol especially -- "I repeat, if anyone bullies Zitao or pokes fun at his, um, special dress code, they're going to have a word with me, understood?"
While they were all in the process of nodding again, albeit in Chanyeol's case with arms crossed and a pout, Baekhyun drew up to his (not very impressive) full height and piped up, "yeah, and with me!", causing everyone to roar with laughter, falling off their chairs or into each others' laps.
Tao looked horror-stricken and buried his face in Baekhyun's neck. "Why can't you just shut up?", he mumbled. "You make things worse every time."
"So you're a girl."
Jongin was the first who started the topic again after their group meeting. They were the last to exit the practice room, and after hearing Jongin strike up this conversation, Lu Han suspected he had hung around to wait for her. She wasn't particularly keen on talking about this because she was still wary of her band mates' reactions. She feared they didn't all deal with it as well as they pretended to and even though she had asked them not to be treated differently from before, some problems were bound to arise.
"I think we've established that, yes."
She stuffed her phone and her water bottle into her backpack and was about to leave when she heard Jongin's voice calling from behind her.
"You gonna hook up with Sehun?"
She turned back around, cocked her head and regarded Jongin who leaned against the wall, features schooled into an unreadable expression.
"Maybe", she answered cheekily but it had no effect on Jongin. He just kept staring at her with his unreadable expression. She sighed. She wasn't in the mood for playing games.
"No, I won't. I love him a lot but not like that. Besides, I think it would be better not to stir up trouble by dating within the band." That's what she had told Kyungsoo, Jongdae and Chanyeol when they had, predictably, made their advances on her. Even Yixing and Joonmyun had tried flirting with her but she had nipped their attempts in the bud and they had backed down easily. Minseok still avoided Lu Han as best as he could, Wu Fan behaved as respectably as ever, Sehun was adorably smitten with her but almost painfully innocent, and Baekhyun and Zitao, well. They were presumably busy with other things. Namely, each other.
Jongin hummed and nodded. "So I don't have a chance either."
"Are you implying that you also have a crush on me or do you just want to fuck around?"
Jongin chuckled and shook his head a little. "It's so hard to believe you're a girl. Sometimes I ask myself if you, Minseok and Wu Fan are just pulling an elaborated prank on us."
"If you don't believe me, check for yourself." Lu Han pulled the baggy shirt she was wearing that day for dance practice over her head and let Jongin see her chest binder. It looked like a short, tight-fitting wife beater with a velcro strap at the side. Since she had never grown out of her a-cup anyway, her boobs were completely invisible when she wore her binder. That's what she had planned to demonstrate.
She had not expected Jongin's eyes to wander over her almost-abs and then back up to roam over her toned shoulders and arms. Under his appreciative gaze, she suddenly felt a few degrees too hot. She didn't need to see her reflection in the mirror behind Jongin to know exactly how boyish her body looked. After all, she had spent countless hours in the gym shaping it that way.
"I can't wrap my mind around this", Jongin said, his voice awe-struck and breathy. "Take this off." He tapped his fingers on the velcro strap of Lu Han's binder. Slowly, she went to lock the door of the practice room and came back to Jongin, pulling the binder off. She wasn't sure how to feel about her fully exposed body but there was something in the way Jongin couldn't take his eyes off her that evoked a sort of stubborn pride in her.
Jongin couldn't help staring at the familiar shape of Lu Han's eyes, the slope of her nose, the bow of her small, plush lips, her slender but rather manly neck and her small, round breasts.
"Like it?", Lu Han heard herself asking teasingly. Alarm bells had started to shrill in her head but she chose to ignore them as Jongin stepped behind her back and buried his fingers in the short, messy strands of her dark blonde hair.
"I like this", Jongin said huskily and nuzzled the back of her neck, inhaling what he had always assumed to be just the scent of Lu Han's aftershave. Now it was something completely different, intriguing and arousing. Lu Han felt her heartbeat speed up as the heat that radiated off of Jongin's chest hit her naked back.
"You look so much like a boy from behind", Jongin groaned into the fine hairs at the back of her neck. "And then... this." One of his hands left her hair and sneaked around her body, fondling her breast gently. Lu Han bit her lip and tried not to make a sound but the sharp intake of air through her nose was audible.
"I...", she cleared her throat and tried again. "I feel uncomfortable if you touch me there."
Jongin nodded and took his hand away, sliding his palms down her sides instead, gripping a hold of her narrow hips. He looked up and searched her eyes in the mirror, locking them in a heated gaze as he pulled her ass back to meet his hips, letting her feel how hard he was. Lu Han's plush lips parted in an inaudible gasp.
"Will you let me do you from behind?", Jongin panted into her ear. Lu Han couldn't hold back a moan in response.
"I want to", she said and pouted slightly. "But I'm not prepared."
"Wait." Jongin released her to rummage in his backpack for a moment before returning with a condom and a small bottle of lube.
"Why do you have those? Did you plan this?", she questioned, a flicker of anger suddenly on her face.
"I sort of planned this since the first time I saw you", Jongin admitted sheepishly. "Even though back then I used to think you're a boy." He captured Lu Han's lips in a kiss, soft at first but then turning it passionate, nibbling at her lower lip until she breathed heavily and allowed him entrance. When he withdrew his tongue, licking Lu Han's saliva off his lips, he added, "You completely messed up my sexuality. But I still think I'm gay."
She regarded him with a glint of amusement in her eyes as he coated his fingers with lube and slid them past the waistband of her training sweats between her ass cheeks, prodding her entrance, making her gasp. "No underwear?" He smashed his lips on Lu Han's the moment his fingers entered her, swallowing her drawn-out, deep moan.
"Fuck", Lu Han gasped between sucking on Jongin's tongue and moaning, having switched back to Chinese. "Yeah, do me like a boy."
Jongin pulled his fingers out and pushed them back in, setting up a rhythm and shoving a bit deeper every time. "God", he panted into her mouth. "Whatever that was, say it again."
"Do me... like... a boy", she repeated, voice shaking every time Jongin fucked his fingers into her. "Like a boy", she moaned again, this time in Korean, and Jongin's hand stilled as he let his head fall back with a moan. He fumbled with the condom wrapper and somehow managed to roll the condom on his throbbing dick, turned Lu Han around so he stood behind her and pulled the back of her sweatpants down just low enough to expose her ass.
"Oh god, I want you so bad", he groaned as he tried to spread some lube on his dick before pushing it between Lu Han's ass cheeks. She canted her hips back, spearing herself on Jongin's length, crying out at the pain of the sudden, deep intrusion, and Jongin halted for a moment but she urged him on. "Fuck me hard, Jongin!"
So he gripped Lu Han's hips and pounded into her roughly, fingers almost slipping from her sweat-slicked skin. They found a rhythm that brought them rapidly closer and closer to their release, Jongin pressed one hand into her lower stomach, feeling her muscles contract with every time she pushed her hips back, letting the other wander to her front which was still covered by her low-hanging sweatpants. Through the pleasure that clouded his mind, he somehow expected to find an erection to grab and jerk off but when his fingers met with nothing but the hot, wet fabric of her sweatpants between her legs, he was thrown off balance for a moment.
"Fuck", Lu Han gasped again and pushed her hips back, adding a little circular downward motion this time, to let the tip of her clit rub against his fingers. She repeated that move several times, letting wanton moans fall from her lips, until Jongin caught on and pressed his hands harder into the wet fabric while fucking her from behind, picking up his rhythm again.
Lu Han clasped a hand over Jongin's to add more pressure and friction to her sensitive spot until she felt a sweet throbbing between her legs, but she ignored it and concentrated instead on Jongin’s hardness in her ass and his fingers rubbing her clit through her pants, teasing herself until she almost lost her mind, the sensation finally bringing her over the edge and she shook as her inner walls clamped around nothing.
Jongin watched Lu Han's orgasm in the mirror, pulling her closer for a few more frantic thrusts before he couldn't hold back any longer and shot his load into the condom. Together, they rocked their hips a few more times, slow and lazy, to come down from the mind-blowing high.
"Fuck", Lu Han chuckled afterwards, still breathing heavily. "Ruined my pants. I hope I have a fresh pair with me."
"Just wear underwear next time", Jongin panted with a laugh and cleaned himself off, rolling the used condom into a pair of dirty socks to dispose off later.
Lu Han made a face at him and stuck out her tongue.
"I hate girl panties."
bonus scene 1
"Being a leader is so hard", Joonmyun sighed deeply.
"Tell me about it", Wu Fan agreed softly, massaging Joonmyun's shoulders.
"It's worse than being a mother of ten rebellious kids", Joonmyun continued, leaning back into Wu Fan's big, warm hands that worked the kinks out of his muscles. "I mean, one member of our group is a girl, and while half of those idiots are madly in love with her, we have to keep it secret from the media at all costs."
Wu Fan hummed and stroked his thumbs up Joonmyun's neck, before threading his fingertips through his hair, massaging his scalp. Joonmyun nestled his back up against Wu Fan's warm chest with a soft, relaxed moan.
"I'd go crazy without you", he rambled on. "Just think about it, there's Lu Han, but the only one who actually has to take off a dress and frilly panties before sex is Zitao, our cute baby... who also captures fangirl hearts with his fierce stare and martial arts. I swear, those kids will be the death of me!"
"You worry too much. Just sleep." Wu Fan pulled Joonmyun down on the bed, tucked him into his arms and placed a sweet kiss on the tip of his ear before pulling the cover over their naked forms. "I wouldn't mind seeing you in a dress next time. Should we ask Baekhyun if he lends us one of Zitao's?"
bonus scene 2
Zitao never managed to stay mad at Baekhyun, especially not when he stole sweet little kisses from Zitao's lips when nobody was watching, especially not when he tapped his shoulder secretly on the way to the practice room and slipped a flat black present box with an elegant gold and lilac bow into his backpack.
Simply seeing his sunshine smile from across the room would have sufficed to melt away any grudge he might hold against the older boy but that present held an unspoken promise that made Zitao's toes tingle excitedly all day long.
That night, Baekhyun sneaked out of their dorm, hurried down the street and knocked on Zitao's door. The Chinese boy had expected him and was prepared when he opened the door just wide enough for his boyfriend to slip through.
Baekhyun's heart stuttered to a halt, mouth dry and pants immediately tight when he laid his eyes on the other boy. Who was currently wearing a red, fluttering and pretty short dream of a dress that hugged his body just right, hiding his broad shoulders and toned chest under cutely draped layers of soft red silk and bringing out his hips with the way it narrowed around his waist just a little.
Baekhyun felt his cheeks burn up as he let his eyes wander lower and lower. Zitao's leg were gorgeously shaped, albeit probably more muscular than most girls' legs (not that Baekhyun had paid them much attention) and his lean ankles and feet ended in absolutely cute, red peeptoe sandals with precariously high heels.
Zitao smiled shyly at the floor and shifted his feet. The light caught in the glittering but tastefully modest hint of pink eyeshadow he donned and cast the shadows of his long lashes onto his flushed cheeks.
He moves his lips against each other, slick from transparent lipgloss, and smacked them lightly. That was the last straw for Baekhyun. He kicked off his shoes and with a little growl, pulled Zitao down for a sloppy, desperate kiss that tasted slightly of lipgloss.
Without breaking the kiss, he managed to back Zitao (who was surprisingly steady on those murderous heels) deeper into his apartment, bumping into several pieces of furniture and successfully losing most of his clothes on the way to Zitao's bed. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw an opened flat black box lying on the nightstand and wasted no time pushing the red, silky fabric of the dress up Zitao's thighs to see if he was really wearing those cute lacy panties he had bought him earlier.
"Hey, Tao", he panted between frenching the other boy and tracing his hard-on through the lace as a thought struck him.
Zitao made a soft little mewling sound to indicate that he was listening before nibbling along Baekhyun's jaw.
"Can I... Can I try to braid your hair next time?", he managed between hitching breaths. "Lu Han won't let me."
"Of course", Zitao breathed and pulled Baekhyun on top of him.
Author eoryndal
Rating: nc-17
Warning: girl!Lu Han, blurred gender lines, crossdressing, misgendering
Pairing: Kai/Lu Han, Kris/Suho, Baekhyun/Tao (white peach couple)
Genre: mild crack, smut
Summary: In which Lu Han is a girl but actually not, Baekhyun blurts out secrets, and Joonmyun would be unable to cope without Wu Fan
A/N: Outing other people is a no go. Not treating other people as the gender they want to be treated as is a no go. Please be more sensitive irl than the characters in this story.
"Hey, wake up, you two!", Minseok tried to convince Lu Han and Wu Fan, his roommates. They had not reacted to Minseok's alarm clock and, as usual, he had to take it upon himself to wake them.
Lu Han's bead-head poked out from under the covers he had pulled over his head, so Minseok shook Wu Fan's shoulders first, repeatedly asking him to get up until he finally received a grumpy reply that could've been either Chinese, Korean or English. He moved his long legs over the edge of his bed though, so Minseok padded over to Lu Han's bed.
"Lu Han", he called softly. "Come on, it's time for practice."
No reaction, not even when he pulled Lu Han's cover off. He could hear the bathroom door open and close though, so at least Yixing and Jongdae were up already.
"Lu Han-ah~ Still not getting up?" This called for dramatic measures, Minseok decided and sat square on Lu Han's thighs, poking his soft sides with a mischievous grin spreading on his face. He let his fingers creep under Lu Han's shirt, poking and tickling relentlessly all the way up. The plan was that Lu Han would either have a laughing fit or squirm and be so annoyed that he got up once Minseok reached his armpits.
The plan was not that Minseok's fingertips would bump against something entirely too soft and plump for a boy's chest.
Two terrified screams resounded in the dorm. Yixing and Jongdae almost crashed the door what with how quickly they threw it open to check who screamed bloody murder this early in the morning. With confused stares, they took in the scene in front of them: Lu Han sitting at the head of his bed with his arms crossed tightly in a protective way over his chest, and Minseok squeezed against the wall at the foot of his bed, rambling off an endless string of mostly incomprehensive apologies. He was beet-red in the face and looked as if he was about to cry.
The sound of steps pounding on the stairs announced the arrival of the rest of the Exo members and soon, all of them tried to squeeze into the room or at least find enough space to poke their heads in.
"What's going on here?", Joonmyun asked.
"Guys, we need to cancel dance practice for today. Someone call Zitao. Group meeting in the living room downstairs in five minutes", Wu Fan ordered. "Lu Han is a woman."
Despite the ensuing burst of chaos at this, he shooed all of them out of the room, pushing a still incoherent Minseok into Joonmyun's arms so he could pull him along. Then he closed the door and faced Lu Han who donned a blank face, having calmed down effectively. Actually, she had expected to blow her cover sooner or later, maybe not this soon, but still.
"I'm not sure what just happened", Wu Fan prompted Lu Han.
"I'm not going to wear my binder at night", she dead-panned with a shrug. "How could I know he would tickle my boobs."
Wu Fan just drew up his eyebrows at that. "Whatever", he sighed. "Let's go downstairs. I hope you're ready for some explaining."
"'Kay." She stretched her arms over her head and followed him to the living room. The whispered conversations, humming like a beehive, hushed as soon as Lu Han entered. She felt seven pairs of eyes staring at her, and her chest area, expectantly. (Seven, because Wu Fan had the decency not to stare, Sehun and Yixing hadn't shown up yet, and Zitao simply was more interested in his cell phone.)
As soon as Minseok saw her, he basically threw himself at her feet and resumed his mantra of apologies until Lu Han pulled him up by his arm and shoved him into a chair, assuring him that she forgave him. He stayed sitting quietly, looking like an admonished child.
"Seriously, it's okay. Just go back to normal", Lu Han said, and added, with a wink and a punch to Minseok's arm, in a jokingly high-pitched voice. "...Oppa~"
Lu Han thought she heard Joonmyun choking a little at that, but then her attention was on Chanyeol and Kyungsoo who patted the spot on the couch in between them excitedly. "Sit with us!", they demanded and grinned broadly. Seeing as Minseok occupied one armchair, with Jongdae quietly but awake next to him on the floor, Baekhyun and Zitao had squeezed in the other armchair, Wu Fan and Joonmyun had grabbed the two additional chairs from the kitchen, the only space left was on the couch with Chanyeol, Kyungsoo and Jongin, if Lu Han didn't want to sit on the floor. That was an easy decision, so she attempted to squeeze past Jongin to the designated spot, but she felt arms encircle her waist and was thrown off balance.
"You could also sit on my lap", Jongin offered with a greasy, lopsided smirk.
"The hell I'm going to do that", Lu Han shot him down, freeing herself from his arms, and moved on to the spot between Chanyeol and Kyungsoo who high-fived each other around her once she was seated. Yixing came in from the kitchen, plopped down on the floor and began munching on a huge bowl of popcorn he had brought with him.
"What?", he asked happily at their incredulous stares. “I bet this will be good!”
"Where's Sehun?", Wu Fan asked, drumming his fingers impatiently on his thigh. Speaking of the devil, their youngest appeared, panting as if he had ran a mile, stumbling over to Lu Han, and pulled out a little bouquet of flowers from behind his back. A light blush dusted his features. Turned out he had ran to the nearest flower shop.
"Uhm, noona, I -"
The rest was drowned out by everyone erupting in howling laughter. Sehun looked so crestfallen that he resembled a puppy someone had poured a bucket of water over. Lu Han took pity on him and smiled sweetly, accepting the flowers.
"Hey, Chanyeol", she said. "Be a good hyung and let Sehun sit in your place."
"Not fair!", Chanyeol protested but he yielded his spot eventually and sat on the floor in front of the couch. Sehun never took his eyes off Lu Han's face, a look of pure and utter adoration on his own features.
Yixing elbowed Joonmyun in the calves and whispered up to him, "Goddess Lu Han has already gained her first faithful follower." Joonmyun tried very hard to keep his composure, being a leader and all that, but he ended up snickering anyway.
"So, now that everyone is here, please listen to Lu Han", Wu Fan said in his gentle but authoritative tone that Joonmyun envied him greatly for. "Zitao, put your phone down for a second. And please stop drooling, Jongdae. Don't think I don't see you just because you're quiet." A few heads turned to said boy, who blushed and grinned sheepishly.
Then Lu Han spoke up and everyone fell silent. "Uh, so... yes, I'm indeed a girl and to make a long story short, I've never been a particularly girly girl. I stopped wearing skirts when I was five and cut my hair short when I was about ten. I just felt more comfortable that way. It's always been quite easy for me to pass as a pretty boy instead of an ugly girl and when I was casted for a boyband by those scouts in Myeongdong, I didn't bother correcting them about my gender." She shrugged nonchalantly. "That's basically it."
"How could anyone ever say you're an ugly girl?", Sehun burst into the following silence, his voice a huff of adorable, genuine indignation. Lu Han chuckled at him and ruffled his hair. "You're so cute", she cooed.
"Uhm, I know I'm asking a lot of you all, but please continue treating me like a boy and, please, keep my secret well. Oh, and if you have any questions, ask away." She smiled sincerely, a little bit of shyness seeping through. But her offer stood, and the others wasted no time in taking her up on it. At once, all hell broke loose as they bombarded her with questions, shouting enthusiastically on top of each other until Wu Fan intervened.
"Guys, guys. Stop it. Let her talk."
Lu Han declined Sehun's marriage proposal as kindly as possible and then went on to explain, without even batting an eyelash, a few things about chest binders and sanitary napkins. After that, no one was too keen on asking further questions (curiosity killed the cat). Only Yixing was unperturbed and kept stuffing his face with popcorn, wondering about the awkward silence. He hadn't understood the Korean word for period.
"How do you even know those words in Korean?", Kyungsoo wondered aloud, his eyes big as saucers.
"They're kind of essential for me. I figured I'd better memorize them", Lu Han answered and shrugged once more. "Any other questions?"
"Yeah, me!", Baekhyun called suddenly, bouncing in his seat like an excited kid. "Can you wear a dress for us?" Several pairs of ears perked up at that.
However, Lu Han's answer was very reluctant. "I... don't even have any girl clothes here."
"It's okay, I know where to buy cheap but super cute dresses! Please? Just once?"
"Uhm... I'd really rather keep wearing my boy clothes."
Chanyeol turned to Baekhyun with a sneer. "How do you know where to buy dresses anyway?"
"Oh, that? I just happened to stumble across it the other day when I went shopping with Tao." He patted Zitao's knee excitedly to get his attention, eyes sparkling. "Hey, Tao, do you remember that cute store where I bought that little red dress for you?"
It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Or Zitao's phone in this case, which did drop to the floor rather audibly, along with ten jaws, in a more metaphorical sense.
"You said you'd never tell anyone about that!", Zitao whispered, and to everyone's horror, his eyes visibly filled with tears. Baekhyun looked mortified, and his own lips started to shake as he looked up at the dark haired boy next to him. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Oh god, I'm so stupid. Please forgive me! I'll buy you those lacy panties you wan-"
Someone coughed politely and Baekhyun stopped dead in his track, looked around and blushed several shades of pink. Zitao just sank quietly into the armchair, looking as if he was ready to dig a hole and bury himself in it. One of his hands gripped the hem of Baekhyun's shirt.
To everyone's surprise, it was Joonmyun who spoke up this time.
"Okay, uhm. Let's wrap this meeting up here. If we get going soon, we'll be in time for vocal lessons. Everyone, listen to me. Lu Han is still a part of Exo, no matter if as a boy or as a girl, and will stay so. 'We are one', remember that! Please be careful that you never ever slip up about this in front of cameras, since that would create a scandal for our Lu Han. She was probably aware of the risk when she entered the showbusiness as a boy, but every single one of us here is her friend and we're going to support her, right?"
Everyone sat in awe at his unexpected, leader-ly speech for a while, and then nodded solemnly. Lu Han smiled, eyes suddenly swimming with tears of gratitude and bowed deeply which created a flustered silence that drew out awkwardly until Yixing cleared his throat.
"Popcorn, anyone?" He lifted his huge bowl. His offer broke the ice, everyone started to resume their normal conversations, grabbing hands full of popcorn now and then.
"Wait, one more thing", Wu Fan called, lifting his voice over the buzz. Eleven heads turned at once to listen to him. Kyungsoo even let his hand freeze in midair over the popcorn bowl.
"If anyone", -- here he paused to look each of them in the eyes, glaring at Chanyeol especially -- "I repeat, if anyone bullies Zitao or pokes fun at his, um, special dress code, they're going to have a word with me, understood?"
While they were all in the process of nodding again, albeit in Chanyeol's case with arms crossed and a pout, Baekhyun drew up to his (not very impressive) full height and piped up, "yeah, and with me!", causing everyone to roar with laughter, falling off their chairs or into each others' laps.
Tao looked horror-stricken and buried his face in Baekhyun's neck. "Why can't you just shut up?", he mumbled. "You make things worse every time."
"So you're a girl."
Jongin was the first who started the topic again after their group meeting. They were the last to exit the practice room, and after hearing Jongin strike up this conversation, Lu Han suspected he had hung around to wait for her. She wasn't particularly keen on talking about this because she was still wary of her band mates' reactions. She feared they didn't all deal with it as well as they pretended to and even though she had asked them not to be treated differently from before, some problems were bound to arise.
"I think we've established that, yes."
She stuffed her phone and her water bottle into her backpack and was about to leave when she heard Jongin's voice calling from behind her.
"You gonna hook up with Sehun?"
She turned back around, cocked her head and regarded Jongin who leaned against the wall, features schooled into an unreadable expression.
"Maybe", she answered cheekily but it had no effect on Jongin. He just kept staring at her with his unreadable expression. She sighed. She wasn't in the mood for playing games.
"No, I won't. I love him a lot but not like that. Besides, I think it would be better not to stir up trouble by dating within the band." That's what she had told Kyungsoo, Jongdae and Chanyeol when they had, predictably, made their advances on her. Even Yixing and Joonmyun had tried flirting with her but she had nipped their attempts in the bud and they had backed down easily. Minseok still avoided Lu Han as best as he could, Wu Fan behaved as respectably as ever, Sehun was adorably smitten with her but almost painfully innocent, and Baekhyun and Zitao, well. They were presumably busy with other things. Namely, each other.
Jongin hummed and nodded. "So I don't have a chance either."
"Are you implying that you also have a crush on me or do you just want to fuck around?"
Jongin chuckled and shook his head a little. "It's so hard to believe you're a girl. Sometimes I ask myself if you, Minseok and Wu Fan are just pulling an elaborated prank on us."
"If you don't believe me, check for yourself." Lu Han pulled the baggy shirt she was wearing that day for dance practice over her head and let Jongin see her chest binder. It looked like a short, tight-fitting wife beater with a velcro strap at the side. Since she had never grown out of her a-cup anyway, her boobs were completely invisible when she wore her binder. That's what she had planned to demonstrate.
She had not expected Jongin's eyes to wander over her almost-abs and then back up to roam over her toned shoulders and arms. Under his appreciative gaze, she suddenly felt a few degrees too hot. She didn't need to see her reflection in the mirror behind Jongin to know exactly how boyish her body looked. After all, she had spent countless hours in the gym shaping it that way.
"I can't wrap my mind around this", Jongin said, his voice awe-struck and breathy. "Take this off." He tapped his fingers on the velcro strap of Lu Han's binder. Slowly, she went to lock the door of the practice room and came back to Jongin, pulling the binder off. She wasn't sure how to feel about her fully exposed body but there was something in the way Jongin couldn't take his eyes off her that evoked a sort of stubborn pride in her.
Jongin couldn't help staring at the familiar shape of Lu Han's eyes, the slope of her nose, the bow of her small, plush lips, her slender but rather manly neck and her small, round breasts.
"Like it?", Lu Han heard herself asking teasingly. Alarm bells had started to shrill in her head but she chose to ignore them as Jongin stepped behind her back and buried his fingers in the short, messy strands of her dark blonde hair.
"I like this", Jongin said huskily and nuzzled the back of her neck, inhaling what he had always assumed to be just the scent of Lu Han's aftershave. Now it was something completely different, intriguing and arousing. Lu Han felt her heartbeat speed up as the heat that radiated off of Jongin's chest hit her naked back.
"You look so much like a boy from behind", Jongin groaned into the fine hairs at the back of her neck. "And then... this." One of his hands left her hair and sneaked around her body, fondling her breast gently. Lu Han bit her lip and tried not to make a sound but the sharp intake of air through her nose was audible.
"I...", she cleared her throat and tried again. "I feel uncomfortable if you touch me there."
Jongin nodded and took his hand away, sliding his palms down her sides instead, gripping a hold of her narrow hips. He looked up and searched her eyes in the mirror, locking them in a heated gaze as he pulled her ass back to meet his hips, letting her feel how hard he was. Lu Han's plush lips parted in an inaudible gasp.
"Will you let me do you from behind?", Jongin panted into her ear. Lu Han couldn't hold back a moan in response.
"I want to", she said and pouted slightly. "But I'm not prepared."
"Wait." Jongin released her to rummage in his backpack for a moment before returning with a condom and a small bottle of lube.
"Why do you have those? Did you plan this?", she questioned, a flicker of anger suddenly on her face.
"I sort of planned this since the first time I saw you", Jongin admitted sheepishly. "Even though back then I used to think you're a boy." He captured Lu Han's lips in a kiss, soft at first but then turning it passionate, nibbling at her lower lip until she breathed heavily and allowed him entrance. When he withdrew his tongue, licking Lu Han's saliva off his lips, he added, "You completely messed up my sexuality. But I still think I'm gay."
She regarded him with a glint of amusement in her eyes as he coated his fingers with lube and slid them past the waistband of her training sweats between her ass cheeks, prodding her entrance, making her gasp. "No underwear?" He smashed his lips on Lu Han's the moment his fingers entered her, swallowing her drawn-out, deep moan.
"Fuck", Lu Han gasped between sucking on Jongin's tongue and moaning, having switched back to Chinese. "Yeah, do me like a boy."
Jongin pulled his fingers out and pushed them back in, setting up a rhythm and shoving a bit deeper every time. "God", he panted into her mouth. "Whatever that was, say it again."
"Do me... like... a boy", she repeated, voice shaking every time Jongin fucked his fingers into her. "Like a boy", she moaned again, this time in Korean, and Jongin's hand stilled as he let his head fall back with a moan. He fumbled with the condom wrapper and somehow managed to roll the condom on his throbbing dick, turned Lu Han around so he stood behind her and pulled the back of her sweatpants down just low enough to expose her ass.
"Oh god, I want you so bad", he groaned as he tried to spread some lube on his dick before pushing it between Lu Han's ass cheeks. She canted her hips back, spearing herself on Jongin's length, crying out at the pain of the sudden, deep intrusion, and Jongin halted for a moment but she urged him on. "Fuck me hard, Jongin!"
So he gripped Lu Han's hips and pounded into her roughly, fingers almost slipping from her sweat-slicked skin. They found a rhythm that brought them rapidly closer and closer to their release, Jongin pressed one hand into her lower stomach, feeling her muscles contract with every time she pushed her hips back, letting the other wander to her front which was still covered by her low-hanging sweatpants. Through the pleasure that clouded his mind, he somehow expected to find an erection to grab and jerk off but when his fingers met with nothing but the hot, wet fabric of her sweatpants between her legs, he was thrown off balance for a moment.
"Fuck", Lu Han gasped again and pushed her hips back, adding a little circular downward motion this time, to let the tip of her clit rub against his fingers. She repeated that move several times, letting wanton moans fall from her lips, until Jongin caught on and pressed his hands harder into the wet fabric while fucking her from behind, picking up his rhythm again.
Lu Han clasped a hand over Jongin's to add more pressure and friction to her sensitive spot until she felt a sweet throbbing between her legs, but she ignored it and concentrated instead on Jongin’s hardness in her ass and his fingers rubbing her clit through her pants, teasing herself until she almost lost her mind, the sensation finally bringing her over the edge and she shook as her inner walls clamped around nothing.
Jongin watched Lu Han's orgasm in the mirror, pulling her closer for a few more frantic thrusts before he couldn't hold back any longer and shot his load into the condom. Together, they rocked their hips a few more times, slow and lazy, to come down from the mind-blowing high.
"Fuck", Lu Han chuckled afterwards, still breathing heavily. "Ruined my pants. I hope I have a fresh pair with me."
"Just wear underwear next time", Jongin panted with a laugh and cleaned himself off, rolling the used condom into a pair of dirty socks to dispose off later.
Lu Han made a face at him and stuck out her tongue.
"I hate girl panties."
bonus scene 1
"Being a leader is so hard", Joonmyun sighed deeply.
"Tell me about it", Wu Fan agreed softly, massaging Joonmyun's shoulders.
"It's worse than being a mother of ten rebellious kids", Joonmyun continued, leaning back into Wu Fan's big, warm hands that worked the kinks out of his muscles. "I mean, one member of our group is a girl, and while half of those idiots are madly in love with her, we have to keep it secret from the media at all costs."
Wu Fan hummed and stroked his thumbs up Joonmyun's neck, before threading his fingertips through his hair, massaging his scalp. Joonmyun nestled his back up against Wu Fan's warm chest with a soft, relaxed moan.
"I'd go crazy without you", he rambled on. "Just think about it, there's Lu Han, but the only one who actually has to take off a dress and frilly panties before sex is Zitao, our cute baby... who also captures fangirl hearts with his fierce stare and martial arts. I swear, those kids will be the death of me!"
"You worry too much. Just sleep." Wu Fan pulled Joonmyun down on the bed, tucked him into his arms and placed a sweet kiss on the tip of his ear before pulling the cover over their naked forms. "I wouldn't mind seeing you in a dress next time. Should we ask Baekhyun if he lends us one of Zitao's?"
bonus scene 2
Zitao never managed to stay mad at Baekhyun, especially not when he stole sweet little kisses from Zitao's lips when nobody was watching, especially not when he tapped his shoulder secretly on the way to the practice room and slipped a flat black present box with an elegant gold and lilac bow into his backpack.
Simply seeing his sunshine smile from across the room would have sufficed to melt away any grudge he might hold against the older boy but that present held an unspoken promise that made Zitao's toes tingle excitedly all day long.
That night, Baekhyun sneaked out of their dorm, hurried down the street and knocked on Zitao's door. The Chinese boy had expected him and was prepared when he opened the door just wide enough for his boyfriend to slip through.
Baekhyun's heart stuttered to a halt, mouth dry and pants immediately tight when he laid his eyes on the other boy. Who was currently wearing a red, fluttering and pretty short dream of a dress that hugged his body just right, hiding his broad shoulders and toned chest under cutely draped layers of soft red silk and bringing out his hips with the way it narrowed around his waist just a little.
Baekhyun felt his cheeks burn up as he let his eyes wander lower and lower. Zitao's leg were gorgeously shaped, albeit probably more muscular than most girls' legs (not that Baekhyun had paid them much attention) and his lean ankles and feet ended in absolutely cute, red peeptoe sandals with precariously high heels.
Zitao smiled shyly at the floor and shifted his feet. The light caught in the glittering but tastefully modest hint of pink eyeshadow he donned and cast the shadows of his long lashes onto his flushed cheeks.
He moves his lips against each other, slick from transparent lipgloss, and smacked them lightly. That was the last straw for Baekhyun. He kicked off his shoes and with a little growl, pulled Zitao down for a sloppy, desperate kiss that tasted slightly of lipgloss.
Without breaking the kiss, he managed to back Zitao (who was surprisingly steady on those murderous heels) deeper into his apartment, bumping into several pieces of furniture and successfully losing most of his clothes on the way to Zitao's bed. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw an opened flat black box lying on the nightstand and wasted no time pushing the red, silky fabric of the dress up Zitao's thighs to see if he was really wearing those cute lacy panties he had bought him earlier.
"Hey, Tao", he panted between frenching the other boy and tracing his hard-on through the lace as a thought struck him.
Zitao made a soft little mewling sound to indicate that he was listening before nibbling along Baekhyun's jaw.
"Can I... Can I try to braid your hair next time?", he managed between hitching breaths. "Lu Han won't let me."
"Of course", Zitao breathed and pulled Baekhyun on top of him.