[G10] YOU HAVE A NOTIFICATION
Prompt Code: G10
Title: You Have A Notification
Rating: NC-17
Side Pairings (if any): None
Warnings: crossdressing
Word Count: 4063
Summary: Jongin and Kyungsoo had been dating for a few months on the internet but there had never been any disclosure about Jongin’s gender. It was safe for Jongin to assume there is no problem if he comes off as a girl to Kyungsoo as he thought their relationship will only be through the internet. But what happens when Kyungsoo finally wants to meet up?
AN: This is my first time writing and joining a fic fest. I hope it’s not that shitty. I tried not to drag the fic out too much so there may be a lot of jumps. Anyways, enjoy!
Squishy_soo sent you a Direct Message
« can we meet ? «
The recipient stared at the screen, fingers trembling above the keypad of the Macbook unable to reply.
“ I’d like to see you. “
Squishy_soo and sailormoon_jong knew each other from Twitter. During that time, the writers of Marvel : Captain America had just dropped a bomb and caused chaos when they decided to make everyone’s beloved nation’s superhero, a Nazi. Everyone’s beloved nation superhero, including Twitter username @sailormoon_jong. Said user was absolutely horrified over the cruel plot twist and had tweeted a long rant about it. Username @sailormoon_jong was going on and on about how betrayed he felt when he got a notification in his mentions.
@Squishy_soo replied to your tweets
“ Its funny to see readers feeling entitled to everything. As a reader myself, I felt like the plot twist is absolutely fresh and genius”
@Squish_soo replied to your tweets
“ Who would have thought that Captain America, THE Captain America would turn out differently from what he was initially portrayed as. GENIUS”
Several hours and hundreds of mentions later, username @jongxxDM was ready to tell. Who the hell does this guy thinks he is? Waddling into my mentions and dare argue about the importance of retaining Captain America’s initial image. Username @jongxxDM was ready to tell the guy to get the hell out of his mentions when another notification popped up.
Squishy_soo sent you a Direct Message
“ I’d really like how you argued constructively although you were a tad bit emotional towards the end. I know it we might have got off on the wrong foot but….I’d like to get to know you more ^_^ “
That was almost 3 months ago and a few weeks after their argument they realized that they both had a lot in common. They started dating virtually but never once had they seen each other’s faces. It was never a problem before as they were perfectly content with just talking.
Squishy_soo sent you a Direct Message
“ I’d like to see the face of the girl I am possibly in love with. “
Well, the meet up wouldn’t be a problem if @sailormoon_jong was a girl. But it is a problem because username @sailormoon_jong is most definitely, undeniably, in fact, a guy.
“ OH MY GOD SEHUN I CAN’T BELIEVE THAT I AGREED TO GO OUT WITH THE GUY, ” screeched Kim Jongin.
Said man, Sehun, just stared at his best friend with a bored expression plastered on his face. They are in Sehun’s apartment after Jongin made a distressed call and claimed to have an emergency. According to Sehun, this was not an emergency. “ Okay? So? What’s the problem? I thought you are in love with the guy.”
“ OF COURSE I AM BUT ALL THESE WHILE HE THOUGHT THAT I WAS GIRL. WHEN HE SEES ME THIS SATURDAY HE’S GONNA REALIZE THAT I AM A FRAUD AND DECIDES TO SPIT ON MY FACE AND BLOCK ME ON ALL OF HIS SOCIAL MEDIA ACCOUNTS.”
“ I cant believe that this relationship is based on lies and deceit, on your part, “ Sehun tsked not even an ounce of spite in his voice, just doing so to tease his best friend further. “ What I also cannot believe is that I am about to be involved in your webs of deceit.“
Sehun got off from his bed and walks into his closet. Being a part of the fashion industry gave Sehun the perks to get his hands on all the latest designs and fashion. A normal wardrobe isn’t going to fit all his clothes. Sehun walked out with a handful of garments and shoved it into Jongin’s chest. Jongin examined the clothes handed to him and saw splashes of pink, glitter and all things girly.
“ Um Sehun what are these for? “ Jongin asked.
Sehun sighed and rolled his eyes like Jongin was the daftest person on earth. “ He thinks you’re a girl and since you wont come clean about you being a guy, you might as well act like one and dress like one. Can you try on that blue sailor tennis skirt I think it would look good on you. “
Jongin looked at his best friend like as if he grew two heads. “ I am not going to wear girls clothes! I would look totally ridiculous ! “
Sehun sighed for the second time that day. “ Can you please just try it on? “
Jongin looked like as if he wanted to say more, but he just looked at the pile of clothes in his hands and shrugged. There’s no harm in trying right?
“ Thank god your shoulders aren’t that broad or else you would have never fit into this. The skirt looks really great btw but we’re gonna have to wax your legs bro. Also we’re gonna have to do something about your hair and also this, “ Sehun taps Jongin’s chest.
“ There’s nothing wrong with my chest! “ Jongin covers his chest reflexively .
“ Unless you want to come off as a drag queen then we’re gonna have to find you a pair of fake boobs. Now, I might need to call in a favour for this. “
“ Jongin stop tugging on your skirt “ Sehun slapped Jongin’s hand away from pulling the hem of his blue sailor tennis skirt that stops at his mid-thigh along with a pair of white knee length socks .
“ I feel naked Sehun, I feel exposed. “ Jongin cried. He is also wearing a flimsy white cotton shirt in which Sehun tucked neatly into the skirt. Jongin’s usual messy chestnut brown hair which is long enough that it covers his eyes partially but it is now neatly parted to the side and fastened with a ribbon bow. He and Sehun had gotten in a heated argument on whether he should put on fake boobs but in the end they just settled with him wearing a camisole that had padding “ I look ridiculous. The moment he sees me he’s going to run for his life. “
“Shut up Jongin, you look pretty- no stop touching your hair you’re going to ruin it! What time did he said he’s coming again? “ Sehun asked.
They’ve agreed to meet somewhere near the cinema hall. Kyungsoo had wanted to watch the new Captain America movie and Jongin had agreed but he and Sehun had chosen a slightly isolated area to wait for Kyungsoo near an abandoned popcorn stall where there aren’t many people because Jongin was feeling conscious.
“ Jongin? “ Jongin and Sehun looked up towards the owner of the deep voice. He looked fresh-faced, his face glowed with a hint of pink. His jet-black hair was short and was a contrast to his pale face. He looked nervous as to just in case he called out the wrong person.
“ Y-yeah h-hey hi. “ Jongin and Kyungsoo shifted shy looks towards each other and Sehun inwardly rolls his eyes. “ Uh yeah okay so Jongin just call me when you’re done and I’ll pick you up “. And with that Sehun left.
“ You look very beautiful “ Kyungsoo suddenly blurted out. “ I-I’m very glad we decided to meet today. But like wow, you’re gorgeous. “
Blush is now creeping up from Jongin’s neck to his cheeks. “ I um, thank you, you look er very handsome too “ and he meant it.
He knew that the relationship he built over the internet isn’t one with a creepy old man who likes to lurk around the Internet trying to prey on young men but with someone who is a year older than him and Jongin had a glimpse of what he looks like when Kyungsoo had retweeted a tagged photo of him from a friend’s birthday party on Twitter. The lighting sucks and whoever had taken the photo must have been on the bordering of drunk cause it was a bit shaky. But at least it confirmed that username squishy_soo wasn’t a perverted 40 year old.
The guy standing in front of him was handsome, wearing a brown leather jacket. Kyungsoo is almost a head shorter than Jongin but his shoulders are broad and his chest is firm underneath the jacket.
“ Look Jongin, I know this is the first time we met but I hope that we wont feel awkward around each other. I’m still the same person I am on Twitter, “ Kyungsoo exclaimed with a blinding smile that help eased Jongin’s nerves.
The truth is, Jongin is ecstatic to finally be able to meet his internet boyfriend. He is wildly nervous because he is scared that Kyungsoo might realized that he is actually a guy. It bothers him so much throughout their entire date. He felt bad that he didn’t come clean about his gender first thing to Kyungsoo and he is starting to regret his decision about pretending to be a girl.
Jongin really likes Kyungsoo. They stay up almost every night in a week to either discuss about social issues or just talk to each other about how their days went, what they had for lunch or what stupid prank their schoolmates pulled off in school that day. But Jongin isn’t sure whether Kyungsoo is straight or bisexual. He likes Kyungsoo so much that he’s scared if he reveals the truth Kyungsoo would get really mad and dump in on the spot and Jongin doesn’t want that. But he isn’t particularly feeling great about his current situation now either.
The movie was as great as anticipated but he wasn’t paying attention, not with the self -debate he has in his mind and the way Kyungsoo is always looking at him from the side. Not to mention the not so subtle way Kyungsoo is touching his hand.
“ After the movie, when we’re alone, I’ll tell him the truth “ Jongin told himself. “ He may or may not dump me and I might have to deactivate my Twitter account but thats okay “ Jongin decides.
He tried to pay attention to the movie but Kyungsoo’s hand is now on his thigh and it is making Jongin feel warm all over. He likes it but he is hopping that’s as far as Kyungsoo would go because he wouldn’t want the truth exposed because he popped a boner in public.
“ ……previous movie was better for me though, what do you think? “ Kyngsoo asked Jongin as they waled out of the cinema hall, hand in hand.
“ Um yeah well I think so too..” Jongin answered even though he half-heard the question. He was still thinking of ways to tell Kyungsoo the truth. Should he tell him now in public or in a cafe over some coffee?
“ Hey, you seem out of thought are you okay? ‘ Kyungsoo’s forehead wrinkled in concern.
“ Um what? Oh yeah I’m fine don’t worry about it I was just thinking about how sad that Iron Man was misunderstood as the bad guy when he is just worried about being alone “ Jongin lied. Great, another lie. Way to go Jongin.
Kyungsoo gave him a soft smile and it pulled Jongin’s heart strings. “ Do you want to come to my place? I’d like to show you my comic collection “ Kyungsoo asked.
Well shit Jongin thought. Kyungsoo looked so hopeful that Jongin couldn’t bear to say no. Oh well then he would just have to tell him the truth after. “ Yeah, sure I’d love that. “
Kyungsoo’s house was not far, apparently, so they walked back to his house while talking about nothing in particular. Most of the time they just walked in a comfortable silence but surprisingly, it wasn’t awkward at all and Jongin liked it very much.
When they arrived at Kyungsoo’s house, Kyungsoo immediately took his hand and led him to the bedroom. It was very neat and organized unlike Jongin’s cluttered room. Jongin walked around his room looking and admiring all the collection figures and comics Kyungsoo has. Suddenly he felt Kyungsoo’s hand taking his own and dragging him gently towards the bed. They both plopped on the edge of the bed and Kyungsoo is now holding both of Jongin’s hands which then cupped the side of Jongin’s head and slowly going for a kiss.
Soft. Very soft.
The plush of Kyungsoo’s heart shaped lips is all Jongin could think off as he brought his hands behind Kyungsoo’s neck to pull him in for a deeper kiss.
Warm. So warm, Jongin thought as Jongin sighs into his mouth as Kyungsoo sucks on his tongue, hands roaming down his body. Jongin hates working out but all the years of dancing had given his body a nice toned stomach in which Kyungsoo is now running his hand over. Jongin sighs again as he brings his hand from Kyungsoo’s nape to fist itself in his hair.
Things got heated pretty quickly and Jongin momentarily forgets about telling Kyungsoo the truth. It is when Kyungsoo tried to gently push him on the bed is when Jongin snapped out of his daze.
“ Wait wait wait Kyungsoo wait! “ Jongin said breathlessly.
“ I’m sorry oh god I’m sorry I didn’t mean to rush things I’m- “ Kyungsoo apologized just as breathless.
“ No no no no no, its not about that, I’m…I…have….need to tell you something “ Jongin stammered.
This is absolutely nerve-wrecking. Sucks that I have to drop a bombshell in a middle of an amazing make-out session, Jongin thought.
“ I have something to tell you “ Jongin says more firmly. Straight to the point, no beating around the bush. Prepare yourself for an outburst and a heartbreak, Jongin says to himself.
“ Yeah? What is it? “ Kyungsoo actually looks worried now as he once again hold both of his hands, thumbs rubbing over the side in an attempt to calm Jongin’s nerve.
Straight to the point ay?
“ I am a guy “ Jongin said under his breath hoping that Kyungsoo heard it, not wanting to repeat himself.
“ I’m sorry, you’re a what? “
Jongin pulled his hands from Kyungsoo’s grasps and brought it onto his own lap, head looking down, eyes not meeting Kyungsoo’s.
“ I’m a guy, the person you’ve been dating all these while on Twitter is me, Jongin, a guy. “ Jongin said ashamed because she shouldn’t have pretended and lied to Kyungsoo from the beginning. He is literally on the verge of tears all the blood from his face had rushed to his nose making him he looks like he has a terrible cold. “ I’m sorry “ Jongin whispered softly, that’s all he can offer for forgiveness.
Kyungsoo looks shocked, his mouth slightly hanging.
But then a smile forms on his lips.
Kyungsoo then brought his and Jongin’s face closer to the point where Jongin can feel his breath ghosting on his lips. Kyungsoo gave a small kiss to the side of Jongin’s mouth before whispering.
“ I didn’t put in much thought about whether the person I fell for was a guy or a girl. I fell for the person who asks me about my day in 5 different tweets, the person who puts in way too many emojis and the person who I look forward to talk after the end of every day. Girl or not, your personality and character is what made me fall for you and I think, Jongin, I fell very hard. “ Kyungsoo said with a smile gracing his lips, his thumbs rubbing the bobs of Jongin’s cheeks.
“ Y-you don’t mind that I’m a guy? You’re not disappointed? “ Jongin asked in disbelief.
“ No Jongin I’m not. “
“ Really? Cause I thought that you’d be mad and furious and that you’d break up with me cause I liked to you and that you might be disgusted cause I’m a guy and oh my god what thE FUCK IM WEARING A SKIRT I FEEL SO EMBARRASSED NOW CAN SOMEBODY JUST THROW ME OFF A CLIFF CAUSE THAT WOULD BE- “
Kyungsoo gave out a hearty laugh and Jongin swore it sounded like angels singing before shutting Jongin up with another full kiss on his lips. That definitely shut Jongin up, his hands immediately fisted itself in Kyungsoo’s hair, kissing him hard. Kyungsoo bit on his lower lip which cause him to moan. Kyungsoo used the opportunity to bring his tongue into Jongin, trying to taste every inch of his mouth. This time when Kyungsoo’s pushes him onto the white duvet, he obliges.
The kissing goes on for a while, Kyungsoo’s hands explore his body, running over his bronze skin and the sharp bones that jut out of his collar.
“ Take it off, Kyungsoo please, “ Jongin pleaded referring to his white cotton shirt. Previously, it had been neatly tucked into the band of Jongin’s skirt, and is now messily untucked. Kyungsoo momentarily detaches his lips from Jongin’s lips as he pushes the shirt above Jongin’s head and threw it at the side of the bed. His lips immediately latches on again to the side of Jongin’s jaw before bringing it to the juncture of Jongin’s shoulders. He sucks on hard, forming a mark which has Jongin trembling.
“ Kyungsoo, take off the skirt too .“
“ No, the skirt and the socks has to stay. It's so hot. “ Kyungsoo said.
Kyungsoo shuts the whine that escaped from Jongin’s mouth with another deep kiss. Jongin is lying on his bed, half-naked, tanned and glorious. His head is thrown back, spine arched, and he is letting out small puffs of air as Kyungsoo has his way with his nipples. A fine sheen of sweat is covering his body and Kyungsoo is spending a lot of time sucking and swirling his tongue on both his nipples making them hard. He then proceeds to taste the rest, kissing and sucking various parts of his body; his stomach, his hips, his inner thighs. Meanwhile, Kyungsoo slips a hand beneath Jongin’s tennis skirt to palm his cock when he is met with delightful surprise.
“ Fuck Jongin are you wearing panties. “
Jongin snapped out of his daze and brought his hands to his face cover the blush evident of his face, nodding vigorously. “ Sehun made me wear it, “ Jongin explained.
“ Sehun? Who is Sehun? “ Kyungsoo asks as he proceeds to palm Jongin’s cock through his panties. Jongin’s moans loudly at this and bucked his hips out of reflex. But he answers Kyungsoo anyway.
“ H-he is the g-guy I came to t-the park with, “ Jongin answered with difficulty. “ He said it m-might help me get in character. “
Kyungsoo nods and pushes Jongin’s skirt further upwards to and groans deeply at the sight of the panties. It's black ad lacy with a little bow on the front. Jongin’s cock is hard and strained against the material. Kyungsoo crooks two fingers at the band of the lacy garment and slowly pushing it down, releasing Jongin’s cock. Jongin huma appreciatively now that the restricting panties is removed. Cold air hits and he shivered slightly but suddenly he feels something warm and wet enveloping his cock.
“ Oh God “ Jongin couldn't stop the moan that rips out of his throat. Kyungsoo released Jongin from his mouth to lick a fat stripe from the base of his cock to the tip. He then wraps his lips around the head and sucks, hard. Jongin’s hip bucks up violently, almost choking Kyungsoo but he had his hands pressed on both of Jongin’s hips. Kyungsoo swirled his tongue at the tip before diving in again, taking almost all of Jongin’s cock. Jongin is now a panting, writhing mess. He has one hand gripped the pillow next to his head tightly.
“ Kyungsoo, p-please I’m c-close, I want y-you to fuck me, “ Jongin managed to breathe out.
At this, Kyungsoo releases Jongin with a pop then climbing upward to kiss Jongin. His hand reached out to open the drawer beside his bed to retrieve his lube. Kyungsoo lifts himself off of the Jongin and gently rolls him over onto his hands and knees.
Kyungsoo places a hand on the small of Jongin’s back and pushes lightly, guiding him down. Kyungsoo lifted the skirt covering Jongin’s ass and grunted in approval.
Jongin looks indecorous in this position - face pressed against the pillows and ass in the air, legs spread wide at the knees which has all the blood from Kyungsoo’s body travel down to his groin. Kyungsoo quickly slicks both his fingers with lube and starts prepping Jongin. He also coats his cock with ample amount of lube and smears the rest on Jongin’s hole to make the penetration process as painless as possible. Kyungsoo jerks his cock a few times before aligning the tip to Jongin’s hole. He hears for sounds of pain when his engorged head breaches Jongin. When he heard nothing, he uses one hand to grip Jongin’s hip before pushing in and bottoming out completely. Jongin lets out a loud obscene moan.
“ S-so big. Fuck Kyungsoo you’re so big, “ Jongin breathes out. Kyungsoo’s cock twitches at those words and he wants nothing more than to start pounding Jongin into the mattress. But he waits for a few more seconds to let Jongin adjust to his size. “ You can move now, Kyungsoo.“
The first drag of Kyungoo’s cock had both of them moaning in unison. Kyungsoo then starts bucking his hips forward in a steady manner. Each slide of his cock going deeper and deeper into Jongin’s ass. Kyungsoo changed his angle slightly and the scream that Jongin lets out informed Kyungsoo that he had found his prostate. Kyungsoo started thrusting harder, hitting Jongin’s sweet spot every time. Kyngsoo grabs onto Jongin’s hips for leverage and is thrusting forward with more force, their skin slapping together obscenely. The sounds Jongin is making are so dirty - all he knows is that it’s a mixture of harder, faster, deeper Kyungsoo. The pace Kyungsoo is going at is making Jongin’s head spin. The pleasure and stimulation is becoming overwhelming. He can feel the familiar tightening coil around his stomach.
“ I-I’m c-close K-kyungsoo. “
“ Fuck Jongin, me too, me too, “ Kyungsoo replies. Beads of sweat forming at Kyungsoo’s forehead. He continues drilling into Jongin desperate to make him come and catch his release at the same time.
Jongin gasps when Kyungsoo snaps his hips up particularly hard and he instinctively clenches around Kyungsoo’s cock. Kyungsoo groans at the back of his throat as he continues his relentless pace, thrusting harder each time. It is when Jongin clenches his walls around Kyungsoo’s cock that had him inhaling sharply and spilling inside Jongin, coating his walls with streaks of white.
Kyungsoo quickly pulls out and Jongin immediately slumps on the bed, exhausted and boneless. Kyungsoo does the same but is careful not to lay on Jongin, opting to lay by his side. Jongin immediately latches onto his arm and buries his face in the crook of Kyungsoo’s neck. Kyungsoo chuckled lightly and presses a kiss on top of Jongin’s head. He then pulls the cover over them not caring about the mess made and wraps his arms around Jongin bringing him closer. They laid like that for a few minutes in silence. Kyungsoo thought that Jongin had fallen asleep but Jongin suddenly piped up.
“ We should tell our followers we’re dating. I’m so gonna make a thread about what happened today I swear, “ Jongin exclaimed.
Kyungsoo let out a hearty laugh that rumbled through both their bodies. “ Sure baby, just make sure to leave out the the details about your lacy panties. I’d like to keep that special image private and ingrained in my brain. “
Jongin let out an adorable whine before pushing his face further into Kyungsoo’s neck, mumbling incoherent words about how Sehun made him do it. Kyungsoo chuckled affectionately before pressing another kiss to Jongin’s head and both of them drifted to sleep.
The end.