A Sad Stereotype
Title: A Sad Stereotype
Fandom: High School Musical
Pairing/Characters: Chad/Ryan; Sharpay
Rating: R (some almost-smut; crossdressing; scary sisters)
Summary: "Y'know, this is a sad stereotype. That just because I'm gay, that means I'd love to dress up in my sister's clothes."
Disclaimer: Characters © Disney/not me
Word Count: 1,623
Author's Note: I only watched HSM2 last week, and this fandom totally swept me off my feet. XD Now I can't stop listening to I Don't Dance, and I have to fight the urge to pop in HSM2 too often. XD So, I'm totally new to this fandom, and I figured this would be a nice introductory thing! XD Enjoy!
This is partly for
lezbonojutsu , because she bought me the HSM1&2 DVDs~! <3
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"Chad, this is stupid."
"No it's not, shut up."
"It is stupid and Shar's gonna kill me."
"Ryan, what did I tell you about her?"
"'Nothing ruins a mood quite like the Ice Princess'. But still! Death! Pain and suffering. And not just me! She'll come after you too, she knows where you live."
"Yeah, yeah. Pain and suffering. Will you just get out here already?"
"...But it's stupid."
Chad couldn't help but grin, excitement building up inside him. No, not that kind of excitement, sheesh. Okay, maybe a little of that excitement. But get your head out of the gutter! It's unsanitary.
"Aw, come on, Ryan." Chad said sweetly, leaning forward and putting his elbows on his knees. There was silence from the closet for a minute or so, and Chad could imagine Ryan, standing in front of the mirror and chewing his lip.
"Y'know, this is a sad stereotype. That just because I'm gay, that means I'd love to dress up in my sister's clothes." Ryan's voice carried in from the closet, and Chad grinned again.
"But Ryan, you do love to dress up in you're sister's clothes." Chad pointed out, chuckling.
"That's not the point!" Ryan said huffily, and Chad cut him off before he could go off into a spiel about gay rights and stereotypes.
"Are you gonna stand there and complain about society or come out of the closet and play with me?" Chad's smile was devious, and Ryan's laughter bubbled out from inside the closet.
"Okay, okay. I'm coming out!" Ryan warned, taking a deep breath before stepping out of the closet. Chad's mouth fell open comically, Ryan rolled his eyes and smirked, striking a pose for his boyfriend.
Ryan was dressed in one of Sharpay's adorable(and revealing) little summer dresses, this one was bright pink and short-ohgod- with large white polka-dots. He even had a pair of high-heeled strappy sandals that tied all the way up to his knee. Chad was sure his brain had short-circuited, until he managed to actually look up at Ryan's face and noticed he had a matching fedora. Chad smiled goofily, and Ryan did a little twirl. The dress flared up tantalizingly, and suddenly Chad's mouth was very dry.
The dress outlined and accented Ryan's subtle curves, not really anything like girl-curves, but a special kind of Ryan-curves that were unbelievably hot.
"So? What do you think?" Ryan did another twirl, already grinning and obviously pleased with his boyfriend's reaction. It took Chad a moment to gather his thoughts and remember how to speak.
"...Fuck." he breathed finally, making Ryan grin.
"You like?"
"Aw, hell yeah, I like!" Chad stood up suddenly, yanking Ryan into him and kissing him hungrily. Ryan squeaked a little but relented, arms finding their way around the taller boy's neck. Chad growled, hands roaming down the slightly feminine body, only stopping to grab that perfect ass and pull it in closer. Ryan gasped, then giggled breathlessly. Chad attacked Ryan's neck with more passion than the blonde had been expecting, and it took Ryan a good minute to get the dark-skinned boy off his neck and back onto the couch. Chad looked surprised, blinking up at Ryan like he didn't understand what was going on. Ryan smiled and rolled his eyes, climbing into Chad's lap. Chad's goofy grin came back, and Ryan moved to restart their kiss but Chad held him back.
"What?" Ryan asked breathlessly, but Chad didn't answer right away, looking down between them and grinning. Ryan blinked, looking down at what Chad was looking at and promptly blushing. His dress had ridden up while sitting on Chad, and now the black cotton panties with a red heart on the front were showing. He wasn't sure why he'd pulled them on, they just seemed to fit.
"Nice panties." Chad whispered, grin teasing as a hand slid up Ryan's thigh toward the black cotton. Ryan shivered, smirking and leaning into the kiss again. Chad slid his hands up the back of Ryan's thighs, stopping to grab his ass beneath the dress. Ryan pulled away from the kiss momentarily, moving to pull Chad's t-shirt over his head. While flinging the shirt away Ryan's hat tumbled to the floor and he couldn't be bothered to care, because now Chad was shirtless. And there was little Ryan liked more about Chad than his muscles. Well, of course he loved Chad's personality and all that sappy stuff, but Chad was built and that made Ryan weak in the knees. He started to kiss down the dark chest, hands ghosting over perfectly sculpted abs and coming to rest on his belt. Chad moaned, head tilting back and leaning on the couch.
"Fuck, Ryan." Chad mumbled, taking a deep breath and trying to get in control of himself. Ryan like this had that effect on him; it made it hard to do anything but go along blindly. And then Ryan was flinging his belt across the room and Chad lost it again with another moan.
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Sharpay frowned, looking around the Evanses roomy kitchen, wondering why it was so quiet. Sure, they had a large house and it wasn't usually bustling, but something was missing... Sharpay pondered this for a moment, then snapped her fingers.
"Ryan!" Ryan was missing, he was usually somewhere close when she got home. Even if he was with that poodle-headed basketball goon, he usually at least told her where in the house he was.
"Ryan!" she called, tapping her high heeled foot anxiously, "RYAN!" Now she was downright angry, stomping out of the kitchen in search of her twin. She thought she heard something coming from Ryan's room, but as she neared the muffled sound it she noticed it wasn't coming from Ryan's room, but her room. Slightly put-off she stomped over, pausing to press her ear to the door to listen to what was going on.
"Oh, fuck, Ryan!" that was all she needed to hear. She stepped back with a gasp. Ryan and Poodle-Boy were messing around in her room?! In her, Sharpay's, room?! How dare they! Without even asking!
"Ryan!" she shrieked, hearing a satisfying squeak and a thump on the other side of the door.
"Oh, shit!" she heard her brother curse loudly and that made her suspicious. Unfortunately this hadn't been the first time they'd decided Ryan's room wasn't nice enough, and it wasn't really worth a loud curse. She flung the door open, frown turning into a horrified gasp when she realized what had been going on.
"Shit, shit! Shar, wait!" Ryan was hastily getting up from the floor, trying to straighten his disheveled dress. No, that was her disheveled dress!
"RYAN!" Chad didn't know Sharpay's voice went that high and that loud, and he didn't know she could be so terrifying. Chad had never went from really-turned-on to terrified so quickly. He'd never zipped up his pants so quickly before, either.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! RYAN! What possessed you to steal my dress and screw around in my room!" she had stomped over to Ryan, and was now trying to beat him with her purse.
"Ow! Shar! Wait-ow! Ow, stoppit! Shar!" Ryan cowered against the far wall, arms shielding his head from the purse-related punishment.
"YOU'RE. STRETCHING. IT. OUT." Sharpay was hitting Ryan with every word, and Chad figured he shouldn't just let Sharpay hit his boyfriend like that. No matter how scary she was.
"Hey! -Um." as soon as he spoke up Sharpay turned on him, and any words of protest died on his lips.
"You! You put him up to this, didn't you?!" Sharpay screeched, starting towards the taller of the boys.
"I-I... Um..." Chad floundered for some kind of excuse, backing up, away from the scary blonde. He glanced over her shoulder at Ryan, who was... Smiling? He must've looked confused, because Sharpay looked over her shoulder at Ryan.
"CHAD, RUN!" Ryan yelled, bolting past his twin and out the door. Chad didn't need to be told twice, he was out the door and running at Ryan's heels. Sharpay's habit of wearing high-heels made her slower. Or so Chad thought, until he realized that Ryan was also wearing high-heels. Surprised, he looked down at Ryan shoes, and sure enough, the boy was sprinting with once-inch heels.
"Come on, Chad!" Chad had apparently slowed down, because Ryan turned and grabbed his hand, then went back to sprinting. He followed Ryan through the house, and soon they were both laughing and running. By the time they got out to the garage they were breathless and giddy. But then they heard it-
"Ryan! I'm going to kill you!" they both jumped at the shriek, scrambling into Ryan's car and speeding away. Once they were a good five minutes away from the Evanses Chad breathed a sigh of relief, chuckling.
"You know, this is all your fault." Ryan said, and for a second Chad thought the blonde was angry with him, but he was smiling. Chad looked sheepish and nodded.
"Yeah, but it was fun, right?" Chad tried, and Ryan glanced over, grinning now.
"Yeah. Fun. I never knew you could squeal like that."
"Hey! Your sister is scary!"
"Yeah, uh-huh. Real masculine, Chad."
"Says the boy in a dress."
"Hey!"
Fandom: High School Musical
Pairing/Characters: Chad/Ryan; Sharpay
Rating: R (some almost-smut; crossdressing; scary sisters)
Summary: "Y'know, this is a sad stereotype. That just because I'm gay, that means I'd love to dress up in my sister's clothes."
Disclaimer: Characters © Disney/not me
Word Count: 1,623
Author's Note: I only watched HSM2 last week, and this fandom totally swept me off my feet. XD Now I can't stop listening to I Don't Dance, and I have to fight the urge to pop in HSM2 too often. XD So, I'm totally new to this fandom, and I figured this would be a nice introductory thing! XD Enjoy!
This is partly for
lezbonojutsu , because she bought me the HSM1&2 DVDs~! <3
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"Chad, this is stupid."
"No it's not, shut up."
"It is stupid and Shar's gonna kill me."
"Ryan, what did I tell you about her?"
"'Nothing ruins a mood quite like the Ice Princess'. But still! Death! Pain and suffering. And not just me! She'll come after you too, she knows where you live."
"Yeah, yeah. Pain and suffering. Will you just get out here already?"
"...But it's stupid."
Chad couldn't help but grin, excitement building up inside him. No, not that kind of excitement, sheesh. Okay, maybe a little of that excitement. But get your head out of the gutter! It's unsanitary.
"Aw, come on, Ryan." Chad said sweetly, leaning forward and putting his elbows on his knees. There was silence from the closet for a minute or so, and Chad could imagine Ryan, standing in front of the mirror and chewing his lip.
"Y'know, this is a sad stereotype. That just because I'm gay, that means I'd love to dress up in my sister's clothes." Ryan's voice carried in from the closet, and Chad grinned again.
"But Ryan, you do love to dress up in you're sister's clothes." Chad pointed out, chuckling.
"That's not the point!" Ryan said huffily, and Chad cut him off before he could go off into a spiel about gay rights and stereotypes.
"Are you gonna stand there and complain about society or come out of the closet and play with me?" Chad's smile was devious, and Ryan's laughter bubbled out from inside the closet.
"Okay, okay. I'm coming out!" Ryan warned, taking a deep breath before stepping out of the closet. Chad's mouth fell open comically, Ryan rolled his eyes and smirked, striking a pose for his boyfriend.
Ryan was dressed in one of Sharpay's adorable(and revealing) little summer dresses, this one was bright pink and short-ohgod- with large white polka-dots. He even had a pair of high-heeled strappy sandals that tied all the way up to his knee. Chad was sure his brain had short-circuited, until he managed to actually look up at Ryan's face and noticed he had a matching fedora. Chad smiled goofily, and Ryan did a little twirl. The dress flared up tantalizingly, and suddenly Chad's mouth was very dry.
The dress outlined and accented Ryan's subtle curves, not really anything like girl-curves, but a special kind of Ryan-curves that were unbelievably hot.
"So? What do you think?" Ryan did another twirl, already grinning and obviously pleased with his boyfriend's reaction. It took Chad a moment to gather his thoughts and remember how to speak.
"...Fuck." he breathed finally, making Ryan grin.
"You like?"
"Aw, hell yeah, I like!" Chad stood up suddenly, yanking Ryan into him and kissing him hungrily. Ryan squeaked a little but relented, arms finding their way around the taller boy's neck. Chad growled, hands roaming down the slightly feminine body, only stopping to grab that perfect ass and pull it in closer. Ryan gasped, then giggled breathlessly. Chad attacked Ryan's neck with more passion than the blonde had been expecting, and it took Ryan a good minute to get the dark-skinned boy off his neck and back onto the couch. Chad looked surprised, blinking up at Ryan like he didn't understand what was going on. Ryan smiled and rolled his eyes, climbing into Chad's lap. Chad's goofy grin came back, and Ryan moved to restart their kiss but Chad held him back.
"What?" Ryan asked breathlessly, but Chad didn't answer right away, looking down between them and grinning. Ryan blinked, looking down at what Chad was looking at and promptly blushing. His dress had ridden up while sitting on Chad, and now the black cotton panties with a red heart on the front were showing. He wasn't sure why he'd pulled them on, they just seemed to fit.
"Nice panties." Chad whispered, grin teasing as a hand slid up Ryan's thigh toward the black cotton. Ryan shivered, smirking and leaning into the kiss again. Chad slid his hands up the back of Ryan's thighs, stopping to grab his ass beneath the dress. Ryan pulled away from the kiss momentarily, moving to pull Chad's t-shirt over his head. While flinging the shirt away Ryan's hat tumbled to the floor and he couldn't be bothered to care, because now Chad was shirtless. And there was little Ryan liked more about Chad than his muscles. Well, of course he loved Chad's personality and all that sappy stuff, but Chad was built and that made Ryan weak in the knees. He started to kiss down the dark chest, hands ghosting over perfectly sculpted abs and coming to rest on his belt. Chad moaned, head tilting back and leaning on the couch.
"Fuck, Ryan." Chad mumbled, taking a deep breath and trying to get in control of himself. Ryan like this had that effect on him; it made it hard to do anything but go along blindly. And then Ryan was flinging his belt across the room and Chad lost it again with another moan.
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Sharpay frowned, looking around the Evanses roomy kitchen, wondering why it was so quiet. Sure, they had a large house and it wasn't usually bustling, but something was missing... Sharpay pondered this for a moment, then snapped her fingers.
"Ryan!" Ryan was missing, he was usually somewhere close when she got home. Even if he was with that poodle-headed basketball goon, he usually at least told her where in the house he was.
"Ryan!" she called, tapping her high heeled foot anxiously, "RYAN!" Now she was downright angry, stomping out of the kitchen in search of her twin. She thought she heard something coming from Ryan's room, but as she neared the muffled sound it she noticed it wasn't coming from Ryan's room, but her room. Slightly put-off she stomped over, pausing to press her ear to the door to listen to what was going on.
"Oh, fuck, Ryan!" that was all she needed to hear. She stepped back with a gasp. Ryan and Poodle-Boy were messing around in her room?! In her, Sharpay's, room?! How dare they! Without even asking!
"Ryan!" she shrieked, hearing a satisfying squeak and a thump on the other side of the door.
"Oh, shit!" she heard her brother curse loudly and that made her suspicious. Unfortunately this hadn't been the first time they'd decided Ryan's room wasn't nice enough, and it wasn't really worth a loud curse. She flung the door open, frown turning into a horrified gasp when she realized what had been going on.
"Shit, shit! Shar, wait!" Ryan was hastily getting up from the floor, trying to straighten his disheveled dress. No, that was her disheveled dress!
"RYAN!" Chad didn't know Sharpay's voice went that high and that loud, and he didn't know she could be so terrifying. Chad had never went from really-turned-on to terrified so quickly. He'd never zipped up his pants so quickly before, either.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! RYAN! What possessed you to steal my dress and screw around in my room!" she had stomped over to Ryan, and was now trying to beat him with her purse.
"Ow! Shar! Wait-ow! Ow, stoppit! Shar!" Ryan cowered against the far wall, arms shielding his head from the purse-related punishment.
"YOU'RE. STRETCHING. IT. OUT." Sharpay was hitting Ryan with every word, and Chad figured he shouldn't just let Sharpay hit his boyfriend like that. No matter how scary she was.
"Hey! -Um." as soon as he spoke up Sharpay turned on him, and any words of protest died on his lips.
"You! You put him up to this, didn't you?!" Sharpay screeched, starting towards the taller of the boys.
"I-I... Um..." Chad floundered for some kind of excuse, backing up, away from the scary blonde. He glanced over her shoulder at Ryan, who was... Smiling? He must've looked confused, because Sharpay looked over her shoulder at Ryan.
"CHAD, RUN!" Ryan yelled, bolting past his twin and out the door. Chad didn't need to be told twice, he was out the door and running at Ryan's heels. Sharpay's habit of wearing high-heels made her slower. Or so Chad thought, until he realized that Ryan was also wearing high-heels. Surprised, he looked down at Ryan shoes, and sure enough, the boy was sprinting with once-inch heels.
"Come on, Chad!" Chad had apparently slowed down, because Ryan turned and grabbed his hand, then went back to sprinting. He followed Ryan through the house, and soon they were both laughing and running. By the time they got out to the garage they were breathless and giddy. But then they heard it-
"Ryan! I'm going to kill you!" they both jumped at the shriek, scrambling into Ryan's car and speeding away. Once they were a good five minutes away from the Evanses Chad breathed a sigh of relief, chuckling.
"You know, this is all your fault." Ryan said, and for a second Chad thought the blonde was angry with him, but he was smiling. Chad looked sheepish and nodded.
"Yeah, but it was fun, right?" Chad tried, and Ryan glanced over, grinning now.
"Yeah. Fun. I never knew you could squeal like that."
"Hey! Your sister is scary!"
"Yeah, uh-huh. Real masculine, Chad."
"Says the boy in a dress."
"Hey!"