The Awkwardness of Striptease
Title: The Awkwardness of Striptease
Length: 1882 w
Fandom/Characters: ChanYeol/Kai (EXO) Cameo: EunHyuk (Super Junior)
Author: theblobmaster
Rating: PG-13, nothing remotely sexual about this even though it's striptease.
Warning: Awkwardness. A lot of awkwardness
Disclaimer: I own my plot and nothing more.
Summary: ChanYeol want's to make JongIn's 19th birthday special. He decides on doing a striptease. It's awkward.
Authors Note: So yeah I got this idea, while I was cooking and I pictured ChanYeol dancing to I'm Too Sexy and cracked up. It was too funny in my head. Tell me what you think please /puppy eyes.
December 2011
SM Building
After dance practice
“Jong-ah?”
JongIn hums, concentrating on perfecting this particular hard step.
“What turns you on?”
He trips himself landing on his ass staring incredulously at his hyung.
“Why?”
He asks as he grabs the big hand offered to help him up.
“No reason really, just curious.”
He stares suspiciously at the older before shrugging.
“I don’t know. Well except the obvious one.”
He offers the other a meaningful look, hoping his point got across.
“What’s the obvious?”
He groans. Why did he fall for the densest person on earth?
“Yeah, who knows, definitely not my completely stupid boyfriend.”
The older just stares at him confused, because of the sarcastic tine, well until he gets the message and turns a bright red.
“Yeah, me too.”
Is the shy answer.
“Then, except the obvious one, what turns you on?”
JongIn makes a little turn on his heel stopping gracefully.
“Music kinda turns me on. So something to do with music, like striptease? - I suppose. But to be honest I have no idea.”
The last sentence fall on deaf ears as ChanYeol mentally notes the information.
10th of January 2012
SM Building
Cafeteria
“Hyung? Can I ask you something?”
HyukJae looks up at the, freakishly in his mind, tall boy in front of him. He can see that he’s nervous by the way he’s fiddling with his sweatshirt.
“Sure, what can I do for you?”
The boy glances at DongHae, who’s sitting beside him, before leaning in to whisper in HyukJae’s ear.
“Can you teach me how to striptease?”
The oldest chokes on the strawberry milk he had just taken a gulp of, sputtering incoherent words. It took him a while before he regained his composure. The boy had his eyes locked on his feet, his face scarlet red. DongHae was looking at them with worried eyes.
“Hae, I’ll see you later.”
He smiles, getting up and motions for the kid to follow him. The walk in the white hallways to the dance studio was silent. The only sounds were their footsteps on the hard floor and an occasionally awkward cough. Once safe inside the lit up studio, HyukJae locked the door and stared seriously up at the other.
“Care to tell what you need this for exactly?”
He receive a bashful smile accompanied by a,
“A birthday surprise for a friend.” Boyfriend ChanYeol added in his head.
HyukJae lit up and grinned. If it was for a friend, then it wasn’t supposed to be sexy, just funny.
“You came to the right guy then. I have the perfect idea for this.” The oldest smile mischievously. This friend was going to the time of his life.
14th of January 2012.
EXO-K’s dorm
JongIn & KyungSoo’s room
JongIn smiled content with his 19th birthday. SM had allowed him to go home for the day celebrating his coming of age. He only had to promise to be back by eight pm. He had been woken up with breakfast on the bed made by his wonderful roommate, later when he finally emerged from his room. He was greeted by all the members. Giving him hugs and congratulating him for finally becoming legal. The only one that had been missing all day was his derp of a boyfriend.
ChanYeol had disappeared from the earth’s surface. JongIn had asked BaekHyun where the tall one was, but said boy’s roommate had just shrugged saying he had been gone when he woke up.
JongIn let out a disappointed sigh as he opens the door to his room, automatically reaching out to switch on the lights, when he notices all the candles that gave a warm and cozy feeling to the room. He looks around to see if ChanYeol was in the room, but no one was there so he just dumps his bag on the floor making his way to his bed. There on the middle of his pillow lay a little note with familiar handwriting on.
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He looks around the room again confused when he still don’t find ChanYeol anywhere. He gives up and settles down on the bed leaning up against the wall. Just as he stops shifting, a song starts to play and JongIn notes dreadfully that it was the song ChanYeol forced him to help him translate from English to Korean. His groan stops halfway when ChanYeol comes in sight, coming out of the closet, how long had he been in there JongIn muses, wearing the most ridiculous out probably ever made.
His boyfriend was wearing a glittering pink cowboy hat, a see through equally pink shirt and the tightest pair of pants JongIn had ever seen. He was about to double over in a laughing fit when he notices the serious expression on the tall one’s face and stops himself. Slowly ChanYeol starts swaying to the music.
I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me
JongIn laughs out loud when he catches ChanYeol mouthing a ‘Please don’t leave me’ with the most pleading expression on. JongIn shakes his head mouthing an ‘I won’t’ back.
I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
And I'm too sexy for Milan too sexy for Milan
New York and Japan
ChanYeol wriggles as he tears, yes tears, the shirt of acting all hurt. The he slams his foot into the dresser behind him and suddenly he’s not acting anymore. When he gets over the pain, he shoots the birthday boy a sheepish look, chuckling embarrassed.
And I'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing
The tall boy starts swaying his hips again trying to send a seductive look his way and JongIn can’t escape the snort that follows when ChanYeol being to vertically up and down, in best Saturday Night Fever fashion followed by the snorkling move. Arms were everywhere and ChanYeol almost falls over when he bends his knees.
I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I do my little turn on the catwalk
It’s easy to see that this part is where ChanYeol is the most confident. He struts down the imaginary catwalk and turned around shooting JongIn a real sultry and lust hooded gaze making JongIn blush because wow can he actually look like that?
I'm too sexy for my car too sexy for my car
Too sexy by far
Out of nowhere a toy car appears in ChanYeol’s hand and he drives it down his leg before throwing it away. JongIn now has a permanent what-the actually-fuck face on.
And I'm too sexy for my hat
Too sexy for my hat what do you think about that
The glittering most hideous thing that JongIn could’ve sworn SNSD had worn at some point, got taken off and ChanYeol made an awkward body wave letting the hat drop to the floor. He continued to roll his hips and JongIn starts to wonder about his boyfriend’s sanity.
I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I shake my little touche on the catwalk
ChanYeol becomes confident again but instead of just looking at JongIn over his shoulder when he turns around, he rips of off the tight, tight pants and starts shaking his touche. It was more cute than seductive and reminded JongIn of the JJ Project dance move, because really it was the most cute and adorable thing.
I'm too sexy for my cat too sexy for my cat
Poor pussy poor pussy cat
ChanYeol turns around to face JongIn again and the dancer chokes on air. The older rapper is clad in tights. Black tights. Black tights with a cat on them. A cat. Cat. He’s too shocked to actually laugh.
And I'm too sexy for this song
He doesn’t get to calm down after the kitty surprise because as soon as the song ends, he has a lapful of an almost naked and very excited boyfriend.
“Did you like it? Did it turn you on?” The older boy bounces on his lap.
“Was it supposed to turn me on?” JongIn immediately regrets as ChanYeol’s face falls flat and turns into a depressed one.
“I know I’m not the best dancer, but HyukJae hyung said that it would be a success no matter what.” He sulks, pouting as if his life depends on it. JongIn panics inwardly.
“No it wasn’t that. I was just too surprised. The outfit just, yeah. I hadn’t really seen it coming. ” He tries to smile, because usually ChanYeol would forgive him then, but this time he only receives a suspicious glare.
“It was the outfit that turned you off wasn’t it?” JongIn tries to hide in his hoddie as he nods.
“But Hyung told that the outfit was the key to success.” ChanYeol whines and JongIn wonders what kind of weird kinks their sunbaenim has.
“Yeolla hyung? What did you actually ask hyung to do?” The older just pouts harder and in a whiny voice answers.
“If he could learn me how to striptease.” JongIn gawks a little, how did this derp have the courage to do that?
“For whom?” ChanYeol shoots him a hurt look.
“For a friend. You think I’m dumb enough to actually tell about us?” Cue mental face-palming on JongIn’s part.
“No wonder it seemed more like gag choreography. Hyung, he probably thought it was supposed to me funny. You know like a prank.” It takes a moment when realization hit the tall rapper and he face-palms himself.
“Now I understand all the props. I couldn’t see their point, but Hyung said they were of outmost importance.” JongIn chuckles, the other could be so gullible at times.
“Aish, dammit. I wanted to make our first time special and I screwed it up.” ChanYeol too busy hitting his head, doesn’t notice JongIn’s eyes widening or the body under him tensing.
“First ti-tim.” He gulps and tries again. “First time hyung?” He cringes at the forced tone in his voice. The older just stares innocently at him.
“Yeah? We can finally do things without me ending in jail. I thought it would be the most special present you would ever get so I took extra care of everything.” It’s not like JongIn doesn’t want to and haven’t thought about it too, but he was so unprepared for this. Who would bottom? What about condoms? Lube? What if he wasn’t good enough and ChanYeol would laugh at him?
“Are you having an angsty what-if-it-all-goes-wrong-and-he-leaves-me convo in your head?” ChanYeol nudges him in the neck with his nose, leaning in kissing the part where his neck meets his shoulder.
“N-no?” ChanYeol hums, grinning against his collarbone.
“Whatever you say, you know it’s my first time too. If it’s because you’re wondering about who will bottom. I thought about it and made the conclusion that since it’s your birthday that I will bottom for you.” The older laugh out loud at the relieved sigh that escapes JongIn’s lips, pecking the younger’s lips lovingly.
“Just don’t get used to it.”
tbc ... XD
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