EXO Shipping Challenge Set 1
Title: Cuddling
Pairing: Chanyeol/Xiumin
Rating: G
Word Count: 467
Summary: Chanyeol just wants to cuddle, is that too much to ask for?
Author's Note: Chanyeol strikes me as someone who likes to cuddle . . . but maybe I'm wrong.
It is a quiet afternoon in the dorms, many out and about with schedules. Chanyeol is stuck at home, having been given the day to rest. Normally he would spent his rest days with Baekhyun or Jongdae, joking around or playing pranks on the other members. However both are out promoting the group's new single, Miracles in December, along with Kyungsoo.
So instead he thinks he can watch a movie with some of the other members while cuddling on the couch. If there is one thing Chanyeol likes to do with the others when watching a movie, it's cuddle.
His first target had been Jongin, of course, seeing as how the younger boy is probably his favorite member. But the other had declined, his excuse being that Joonmyun-hyung was taking him and Sehun out for the afternoon.
Zitao was his next unsuspecting target when the youngest Chinese member walked out of his room, except he also had plans. Turns out Yifan-hyung had promised to bring him shopping, and had decided that that afternoon would be the perfect time. Chanyeol knew better than to try and talk them out of it, as the group's fashionistas took their shopping very seriously.
The group's other two Chinese members were missing, and Chanyeol hadn't seen either since the night before.
Which left Minseok-hyung, who has just surfaced from his room and is currently making his way to the kitchen.
“Hyung,” Chanyeol whines.
“What's up?” the group's oldest member asks.
“Do you want to watch a movie with me? Everyone else is either missing or busy.”
Minseok nods his head, “Sure, let me get a drink first then I'll be right back. What are we watching?”
“I'm not sure, I threw in a random action flick from the DVD pile,” Chanyeol shrugs.
The eldest disappears into the kitchen, quickly returning with a glass of water which is placed on the coffee table. He then disappears again, with a quick 'hold on a second'.
Chanyeol is getting antsy by the time he returns, arms hidden behind his back. Minseok smiles brightly, then shoves something furry into Chanyeol's face.
“Here, if we're going to be the only ones watching the movie, we might as well do it properly.”
It's the hat Minseok had given him for his birthday, which Chanyeol gladly put on his head. Minseok himself was donning the matching gray one, happily proclaiming that they might as well wear their couple hats.
The two settle on the couch, Chanyeol slouching awkwardly under Minseok's arm after the other complained about him being too tall. Despite the less than ideal position, they still manage to be comfortable enough for the duration of the movie.
During which, Chanyeol decides he will have to change who his favorite bandmate is. Minseok-hyung was pretty awesome after all.
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Title: Intimidation - Kung Fu Panda Style
Pairing: D.O./Tao
Rating: G
Word Count: 426
Summary: Zitao knows his boyfriend is irresistibly cute, so he has an idea for scaring off anyone else who might agree.
Author's Note: When I first decided to do the shipping challenge, this was the first idea I thought of.
It is the start of a new school year, or in the case of Zitao and Kyungsoo, the beginning of their time at university. The two are currently walking around campus, Zitao's arm draped possessively on Kyungsoo's narrow shoulders, as the older looks through their class schedules. Even if classes don't start for a couple of days, the shorter boy had been adamant that they at least locate where they would be going.
Zitao would be thankful later on, when he didn't get lost on the way to his first class. However, currently, he can't help but bristle with agitation. Everywhere they seem to go, people were openly watching them with curious looks. Now, he knew he was cute (and exotic with the dark circles under his eyes, not that he would voice this out loud, lest Kyungsoo call him a narcissist again), but he has no problems crushing other people's confessions of love.
Kyungsoo, on the other hand, is too nice. And also too cute. Which means that he will probably garner his own group of admirers and have no way of dealing with them. But this is okay, because he has Zitao, who is more than happy to deal with the problem himself.
“Soo-ah,” he calls out to his boyfriend, louder than necessary considering the shorter boy is still under his arm. It has the desired effect of gather the surrounding people's attention.
“Not so loud, Zitao, I'm right here,” Kyungsoo looks at him with amusement.
“You know I love you right,” the taller starts.
Instead of verbally responding, Kyungsoo gives him a pointed look complete with a raised brow.
“If anyone tries to give you trouble, just let me know and I'll take care of them. As you know I'm quite skilled in wushu.”
Kyungsoo's brows draw together, his eyes glancing around him and seeing all the other people starting. Sometimes Zitao doesn't give him enough credit for being observant.
Much quieter than Zitao was speaking, he responds, “You may be talented in wushu, but you could never use it to actually hurt someone. I'm pretty sure you'd cry if you accidentally hurt a fly. Now come on, we already found your classrooms, and I only have one left.”
“Soo-ah!” Zitao pouts. That didn't go as planned.
“We can watch Kung Fu Panda if you want, wushu master.”
Zitao perks up, even if his intimidation tactic fell through, it was okay. Kyungsoo always knew what to do to brighten his mood, which is just one more reason why Zitao loves him so much.
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Title: Forest
Pairing: Kai/Luhan
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 555
Summary: Secretly meeting in the woods for Luhan's birthday seemed like a good idea at the time.
Author's Note: Written with the prompt word Forest.
Luhan curses for the third time since entering the woods, having been hit in the face by another tree branch. He rubs at his cheek ruefully, and curses again when he finds blood on his fingers. Wonderful, now he is bleeding on a part of his body not easily hidden. When he gets home, his mother is going to wonder if he got in a fight, after she flips about the fact he skipped school for the day.
Ahead of him is a small clearing he and his boyfriend had stumbled upon weeks ago, when venturing through the woods near their school building. It had been Jongin's brilliant idea to skip classes in order to celebrate Luhan's birthday, which had been the day before, but the blond haired boy had had a test he was unwilling to miss.
Just when Luhan thinks he is in the clear, he stumbles over an unsteady rock, foot twisting slightly before landing on the ground with more force than necessary. He lets out a loud yelp when pain shots up his leg, originating from his ankle, and he quickly leans over to grab a nearby tree. A sudden crunching noise comes from up ahead, freezing Luhan who has just lifted his foot to ease the pain.
“Hyung? Is that you?”
“Jongin?” Luhan calls back, spotting his boyfriend walking out from behind a tree. His tan skinned boyfriend smiles brightly upon seeing him, which quickly morphes into a look of concern at seeing Luhan's posture. Not that Jongin has made it here unscathed, as he has two cuts on his face, both of which seem to have already scabbed over.
“What happened? Is there something wrong with you leg?”
Luhan grunts, trying to hop forward on his one good foot. Luckily Jongin is close enough to help steady him. “I think I twisted my ankle, after slipping on a rock.”
Leaning down, Luhan's boyfriend pulls up the leg of his school uniform, eying his ankle carefully. “It doesn't look that bad, but I can't tell. At least it definitely doesn't look broken.”
Luhan groans.
“I'm sorry, Luhan-hyung. This was a bad idea,” Jongin says, looking very much like a kicked puppy. If there is one thing Luhan can't stand, it's when his boyfriend becomes upset at himself.
“No, it's not your fault. You couldn't have predicted that I would injure myself.”
“But I had the perfect idea too, for your present!” the tan boy whines.
“What, I don't get my present anymore? Because I injured myself?” It's Luhan's turn to whine.
Jongin looks uncertain, cheeks turning pink. “Well, maybe later. I don't think it would be a good idea at the moment. . .”
“Why?” Luhan asks. “What did you get me?”
“You're always saying you want to try something new, so I brought a blanket, and some other necessary supplies. . .” Jongin's face seems to grow even redder, a difficult task with how dark his skin is. But it's the only clue Luhan needs to figure out what the younger is talking about. His boyfriend only got this embarrassed when talking about one topic.
“Birthday sex? In the woods?” He asks, feeling excited.
“Yes.” Jongin says, his face behind a hand.
Luhan hums thoughtfully. “Well then, let's go. We can still make it work, injury or no injury.”
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Title: Meet the Family
Pairing: Lay/(girl!)Tao
Rating: G
Word Count: 518
Summary: When Zitao invites her boyfriend over for dinner, she's unprepared for how her overprotective older sisters handle the situation.
Author's Note: There is a Zitao-centric prequel.
“Remember, Jiejie, we've only been dating for a couple of weeks, so don't be too hard on Yixing-ge. I don't want you scaring him away!” Zitao pleads, wide eyes staring at her oldest sister.
Luhan had been pulling vegetables out of the fridge, in the process of preparing a salad for dinner when her youngest sister approached. She smiles brightly, replying, “I'm sorry Zitao-ah, but Yifan and I only want to make sure that he has good intentions for you. If not. . .” She trails off, pulling a knife out of the chopping block and placing it with the vegetables. “Well, we'll deal with that when it happens.”
Zitao groans, burying her face in her hands. If her relationship lasted the night, it would be a miracle.
“If it makes you feel better, Yifan and I promised no embarrassing childhood stories until we both decided we liked him,” Luhan continues, smile growing mischievous.
The sudden sound of the doorbell ringing startles Zitao out of her misery, head shooting up in alarm when her other sister's voice shoutes from upstairs, “I've got it!”
“No you don't!” Zitao screams, racing to the door as quickly as her legs can carry her. Which is fast, considering how long they are.
Yifan is paused on the stairs, watching Zitao in amusement as the younger girl reachs the doorway slightly out of breath. Luhan follows from the kitchen, and the two older girls stand behind their youngest sister as she opens the door.
On the other side stands Zitao's boyfriend, Zhang Yixing, who is smiling brightly at her. His dimple is showing, eyes thin crescents, and in his hand is a small bouquet of four roses: one red, one pink, one yellow, and one white. They are beautiful, and Zitao feels herself turning red when Yixing presents them to her. He steps into the house and pulls her into a hug, body warm and smelling faintly of a musky cologne that makes Zitao's breath hitch slightly.
When her boyfriend pulls away, he turns to her sisters, bowing a little in greeting. “Hello, you must be Zitao's older sisters.”
“I'm Luhan, and this is Yifan,” Zitao's oldest sister introduces. “It's nice to finally meet you, Yixing, Zitao talks about you a lot.”
“Only good things, I hope,” Yixing jokes, smile never faltering.
“Of course, I can only hope you don't disappoint her,” Luhan continues, voice taking on a slight edge. It is then, much to Zitao's horror, that she notices Luhan is holding the knife from the kitchen, a piece of lettuce stuck to it's surface.
“Jiejie!” she hisses, appalled.
“Anyway, dinner is almost ready. Why don't you two go wash your hands while I finish preparing the salad. Yifan can take care of the flowers.” Luhan's voice leaves no room for arguments, then she turns around to retreat back to the kitchen.
As Zitao guides Yixing to the bathroom, she tries not to think about how long dinner will feel. She can only hope that her sisters truly don't scare Yixing away, but that really might be asking for a miracle.
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Title: Eyes on You
Pairing: Baekhyun/Sehun
Rating: PG
Word Count: 496
Summary: Sehun can't stop staring at a girl he sees in the hallway of his school. Then he finds out the girl is upperclassman Byun Baekhyun, who is in fact a boy.
Author's Note: Inspired by pictures of Baekhyun's bum.
Sehun's trying not to stare. Honestly, he is. But his efforts are proving useless when his gaze automatically drifts to a girl a few feet in front of him, casually strolling down the hallway without a clear destination. It doesn't help that it's 7:30 in the morning, and his sleep foggy brain has decided that staring at the poor girl is the best way of waking up.
She's wearing skinny jeans, not that Sehun has ever seen her in anything else, which fits to the curve of her hip beautifully. Her arms are swinging by her side, giving him a good view of her fingers, long and delicate looking. There's not much else to see from the back, other than her short hair, a pixie-cut, he thinks. He hasn't seen her from the front before, that he can recall, but he's sure she's just as cute. His gaze is drawn back to her pants, eying the pockets longingly. He really wants to stick his hand in one of them, and cup her firm looking butt. Cute, just like the rest of her.
He doesn't realize how long, or hard, he has been staring until the girl suddenly spins around. Sehun's eyes flick up to her face, surprise flitting across his own face before settling back to it's usual indifference.
The cute girl turns out to be upperclassman Byun Baekhyun.
Who also happens to not be a girl, but a boy.
Baekhyun is staring directly at him, eyebrows raised surprisingly high. “You know, if you're going to keep staring at me, you should learn to be discreet about it.”
“Sorry. I didn't realize I was staring so much, I can stop if you want me too,” Sehun says, not bothering to look apologetic.
“Why do you keep staring at me?” the shorter male asks, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth. He's studying Sehun's face, as if he will find the answer there.
“Because you're cute,” Sehun shrugs.
Thin eyebrows shot back up. “You know I'm not a girl, right?”
“I do now,” the taller admits. “I still think you're cute.”
Chuckling, Baekhyun hides his mouth behind the back of his hand. “Blunt. I like that.” He nods his head, signaling to Sehun that he wants him to follow. Or at least, that's what Sehun hopes.
“You're cute yourself, for someone so tall,” Baekhyun shots back, grinning at him.
Sehun smiles widely, trying not to think about how Jongin is always mocking him for how closed his eyes look when smiling. Baekhyun doesn't seem to mind, considering the wide smile he sends back.
Walking side by side down the hallway, Sehun still has to fight the urge to touch the other like he had previously wanted to. As if knowing the internal struggle Sehun was having, Baekhyun steps in.
“Keep your hands to yourself. If you want to touch, you owe me dinner first. Maybe more than one, depending on where you want to put your hands.”
Pairing: Chanyeol/Xiumin
Rating: G
Word Count: 467
Summary: Chanyeol just wants to cuddle, is that too much to ask for?
Author's Note: Chanyeol strikes me as someone who likes to cuddle . . . but maybe I'm wrong.
It is a quiet afternoon in the dorms, many out and about with schedules. Chanyeol is stuck at home, having been given the day to rest. Normally he would spent his rest days with Baekhyun or Jongdae, joking around or playing pranks on the other members. However both are out promoting the group's new single, Miracles in December, along with Kyungsoo.
So instead he thinks he can watch a movie with some of the other members while cuddling on the couch. If there is one thing Chanyeol likes to do with the others when watching a movie, it's cuddle.
His first target had been Jongin, of course, seeing as how the younger boy is probably his favorite member. But the other had declined, his excuse being that Joonmyun-hyung was taking him and Sehun out for the afternoon.
Zitao was his next unsuspecting target when the youngest Chinese member walked out of his room, except he also had plans. Turns out Yifan-hyung had promised to bring him shopping, and had decided that that afternoon would be the perfect time. Chanyeol knew better than to try and talk them out of it, as the group's fashionistas took their shopping very seriously.
The group's other two Chinese members were missing, and Chanyeol hadn't seen either since the night before.
Which left Minseok-hyung, who has just surfaced from his room and is currently making his way to the kitchen.
“Hyung,” Chanyeol whines.
“What's up?” the group's oldest member asks.
“Do you want to watch a movie with me? Everyone else is either missing or busy.”
Minseok nods his head, “Sure, let me get a drink first then I'll be right back. What are we watching?”
“I'm not sure, I threw in a random action flick from the DVD pile,” Chanyeol shrugs.
The eldest disappears into the kitchen, quickly returning with a glass of water which is placed on the coffee table. He then disappears again, with a quick 'hold on a second'.
Chanyeol is getting antsy by the time he returns, arms hidden behind his back. Minseok smiles brightly, then shoves something furry into Chanyeol's face.
“Here, if we're going to be the only ones watching the movie, we might as well do it properly.”
It's the hat Minseok had given him for his birthday, which Chanyeol gladly put on his head. Minseok himself was donning the matching gray one, happily proclaiming that they might as well wear their couple hats.
The two settle on the couch, Chanyeol slouching awkwardly under Minseok's arm after the other complained about him being too tall. Despite the less than ideal position, they still manage to be comfortable enough for the duration of the movie.
During which, Chanyeol decides he will have to change who his favorite bandmate is. Minseok-hyung was pretty awesome after all.
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Title: Intimidation - Kung Fu Panda Style
Pairing: D.O./Tao
Rating: G
Word Count: 426
Summary: Zitao knows his boyfriend is irresistibly cute, so he has an idea for scaring off anyone else who might agree.
Author's Note: When I first decided to do the shipping challenge, this was the first idea I thought of.
It is the start of a new school year, or in the case of Zitao and Kyungsoo, the beginning of their time at university. The two are currently walking around campus, Zitao's arm draped possessively on Kyungsoo's narrow shoulders, as the older looks through their class schedules. Even if classes don't start for a couple of days, the shorter boy had been adamant that they at least locate where they would be going.
Zitao would be thankful later on, when he didn't get lost on the way to his first class. However, currently, he can't help but bristle with agitation. Everywhere they seem to go, people were openly watching them with curious looks. Now, he knew he was cute (and exotic with the dark circles under his eyes, not that he would voice this out loud, lest Kyungsoo call him a narcissist again), but he has no problems crushing other people's confessions of love.
Kyungsoo, on the other hand, is too nice. And also too cute. Which means that he will probably garner his own group of admirers and have no way of dealing with them. But this is okay, because he has Zitao, who is more than happy to deal with the problem himself.
“Soo-ah,” he calls out to his boyfriend, louder than necessary considering the shorter boy is still under his arm. It has the desired effect of gather the surrounding people's attention.
“Not so loud, Zitao, I'm right here,” Kyungsoo looks at him with amusement.
“You know I love you right,” the taller starts.
Instead of verbally responding, Kyungsoo gives him a pointed look complete with a raised brow.
“If anyone tries to give you trouble, just let me know and I'll take care of them. As you know I'm quite skilled in wushu.”
Kyungsoo's brows draw together, his eyes glancing around him and seeing all the other people starting. Sometimes Zitao doesn't give him enough credit for being observant.
Much quieter than Zitao was speaking, he responds, “You may be talented in wushu, but you could never use it to actually hurt someone. I'm pretty sure you'd cry if you accidentally hurt a fly. Now come on, we already found your classrooms, and I only have one left.”
“Soo-ah!” Zitao pouts. That didn't go as planned.
“We can watch Kung Fu Panda if you want, wushu master.”
Zitao perks up, even if his intimidation tactic fell through, it was okay. Kyungsoo always knew what to do to brighten his mood, which is just one more reason why Zitao loves him so much.
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Title: Forest
Pairing: Kai/Luhan
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 555
Summary: Secretly meeting in the woods for Luhan's birthday seemed like a good idea at the time.
Author's Note: Written with the prompt word Forest.
Luhan curses for the third time since entering the woods, having been hit in the face by another tree branch. He rubs at his cheek ruefully, and curses again when he finds blood on his fingers. Wonderful, now he is bleeding on a part of his body not easily hidden. When he gets home, his mother is going to wonder if he got in a fight, after she flips about the fact he skipped school for the day.
Ahead of him is a small clearing he and his boyfriend had stumbled upon weeks ago, when venturing through the woods near their school building. It had been Jongin's brilliant idea to skip classes in order to celebrate Luhan's birthday, which had been the day before, but the blond haired boy had had a test he was unwilling to miss.
Just when Luhan thinks he is in the clear, he stumbles over an unsteady rock, foot twisting slightly before landing on the ground with more force than necessary. He lets out a loud yelp when pain shots up his leg, originating from his ankle, and he quickly leans over to grab a nearby tree. A sudden crunching noise comes from up ahead, freezing Luhan who has just lifted his foot to ease the pain.
“Hyung? Is that you?”
“Jongin?” Luhan calls back, spotting his boyfriend walking out from behind a tree. His tan skinned boyfriend smiles brightly upon seeing him, which quickly morphes into a look of concern at seeing Luhan's posture. Not that Jongin has made it here unscathed, as he has two cuts on his face, both of which seem to have already scabbed over.
“What happened? Is there something wrong with you leg?”
Luhan grunts, trying to hop forward on his one good foot. Luckily Jongin is close enough to help steady him. “I think I twisted my ankle, after slipping on a rock.”
Leaning down, Luhan's boyfriend pulls up the leg of his school uniform, eying his ankle carefully. “It doesn't look that bad, but I can't tell. At least it definitely doesn't look broken.”
Luhan groans.
“I'm sorry, Luhan-hyung. This was a bad idea,” Jongin says, looking very much like a kicked puppy. If there is one thing Luhan can't stand, it's when his boyfriend becomes upset at himself.
“No, it's not your fault. You couldn't have predicted that I would injure myself.”
“But I had the perfect idea too, for your present!” the tan boy whines.
“What, I don't get my present anymore? Because I injured myself?” It's Luhan's turn to whine.
Jongin looks uncertain, cheeks turning pink. “Well, maybe later. I don't think it would be a good idea at the moment. . .”
“Why?” Luhan asks. “What did you get me?”
“You're always saying you want to try something new, so I brought a blanket, and some other necessary supplies. . .” Jongin's face seems to grow even redder, a difficult task with how dark his skin is. But it's the only clue Luhan needs to figure out what the younger is talking about. His boyfriend only got this embarrassed when talking about one topic.
“Birthday sex? In the woods?” He asks, feeling excited.
“Yes.” Jongin says, his face behind a hand.
Luhan hums thoughtfully. “Well then, let's go. We can still make it work, injury or no injury.”
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Title: Meet the Family
Pairing: Lay/(girl!)Tao
Rating: G
Word Count: 518
Summary: When Zitao invites her boyfriend over for dinner, she's unprepared for how her overprotective older sisters handle the situation.
Author's Note: There is a Zitao-centric prequel.
“Remember, Jiejie, we've only been dating for a couple of weeks, so don't be too hard on Yixing-ge. I don't want you scaring him away!” Zitao pleads, wide eyes staring at her oldest sister.
Luhan had been pulling vegetables out of the fridge, in the process of preparing a salad for dinner when her youngest sister approached. She smiles brightly, replying, “I'm sorry Zitao-ah, but Yifan and I only want to make sure that he has good intentions for you. If not. . .” She trails off, pulling a knife out of the chopping block and placing it with the vegetables. “Well, we'll deal with that when it happens.”
Zitao groans, burying her face in her hands. If her relationship lasted the night, it would be a miracle.
“If it makes you feel better, Yifan and I promised no embarrassing childhood stories until we both decided we liked him,” Luhan continues, smile growing mischievous.
The sudden sound of the doorbell ringing startles Zitao out of her misery, head shooting up in alarm when her other sister's voice shoutes from upstairs, “I've got it!”
“No you don't!” Zitao screams, racing to the door as quickly as her legs can carry her. Which is fast, considering how long they are.
Yifan is paused on the stairs, watching Zitao in amusement as the younger girl reachs the doorway slightly out of breath. Luhan follows from the kitchen, and the two older girls stand behind their youngest sister as she opens the door.
On the other side stands Zitao's boyfriend, Zhang Yixing, who is smiling brightly at her. His dimple is showing, eyes thin crescents, and in his hand is a small bouquet of four roses: one red, one pink, one yellow, and one white. They are beautiful, and Zitao feels herself turning red when Yixing presents them to her. He steps into the house and pulls her into a hug, body warm and smelling faintly of a musky cologne that makes Zitao's breath hitch slightly.
When her boyfriend pulls away, he turns to her sisters, bowing a little in greeting. “Hello, you must be Zitao's older sisters.”
“I'm Luhan, and this is Yifan,” Zitao's oldest sister introduces. “It's nice to finally meet you, Yixing, Zitao talks about you a lot.”
“Only good things, I hope,” Yixing jokes, smile never faltering.
“Of course, I can only hope you don't disappoint her,” Luhan continues, voice taking on a slight edge. It is then, much to Zitao's horror, that she notices Luhan is holding the knife from the kitchen, a piece of lettuce stuck to it's surface.
“Jiejie!” she hisses, appalled.
“Anyway, dinner is almost ready. Why don't you two go wash your hands while I finish preparing the salad. Yifan can take care of the flowers.” Luhan's voice leaves no room for arguments, then she turns around to retreat back to the kitchen.
As Zitao guides Yixing to the bathroom, she tries not to think about how long dinner will feel. She can only hope that her sisters truly don't scare Yixing away, but that really might be asking for a miracle.
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Title: Eyes on You
Pairing: Baekhyun/Sehun
Rating: PG
Word Count: 496
Summary: Sehun can't stop staring at a girl he sees in the hallway of his school. Then he finds out the girl is upperclassman Byun Baekhyun, who is in fact a boy.
Author's Note: Inspired by pictures of Baekhyun's bum.
Sehun's trying not to stare. Honestly, he is. But his efforts are proving useless when his gaze automatically drifts to a girl a few feet in front of him, casually strolling down the hallway without a clear destination. It doesn't help that it's 7:30 in the morning, and his sleep foggy brain has decided that staring at the poor girl is the best way of waking up.
She's wearing skinny jeans, not that Sehun has ever seen her in anything else, which fits to the curve of her hip beautifully. Her arms are swinging by her side, giving him a good view of her fingers, long and delicate looking. There's not much else to see from the back, other than her short hair, a pixie-cut, he thinks. He hasn't seen her from the front before, that he can recall, but he's sure she's just as cute. His gaze is drawn back to her pants, eying the pockets longingly. He really wants to stick his hand in one of them, and cup her firm looking butt. Cute, just like the rest of her.
He doesn't realize how long, or hard, he has been staring until the girl suddenly spins around. Sehun's eyes flick up to her face, surprise flitting across his own face before settling back to it's usual indifference.
The cute girl turns out to be upperclassman Byun Baekhyun.
Who also happens to not be a girl, but a boy.
Baekhyun is staring directly at him, eyebrows raised surprisingly high. “You know, if you're going to keep staring at me, you should learn to be discreet about it.”
“Sorry. I didn't realize I was staring so much, I can stop if you want me too,” Sehun says, not bothering to look apologetic.
“Why do you keep staring at me?” the shorter male asks, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth. He's studying Sehun's face, as if he will find the answer there.
“Because you're cute,” Sehun shrugs.
Thin eyebrows shot back up. “You know I'm not a girl, right?”
“I do now,” the taller admits. “I still think you're cute.”
Chuckling, Baekhyun hides his mouth behind the back of his hand. “Blunt. I like that.” He nods his head, signaling to Sehun that he wants him to follow. Or at least, that's what Sehun hopes.
“You're cute yourself, for someone so tall,” Baekhyun shots back, grinning at him.
Sehun smiles widely, trying not to think about how Jongin is always mocking him for how closed his eyes look when smiling. Baekhyun doesn't seem to mind, considering the wide smile he sends back.
Walking side by side down the hallway, Sehun still has to fight the urge to touch the other like he had previously wanted to. As if knowing the internal struggle Sehun was having, Baekhyun steps in.
“Keep your hands to yourself. If you want to touch, you owe me dinner first. Maybe more than one, depending on where you want to put your hands.”