FIC: Nail Polish (Jay/Onew/Jungmo)
Title: Nail Polish
Topic: Onew's crush on Jay, Jungmo's relationship with Jay
Warnings: Crack, crossdressing, SPAZZFEST!Onew
Summary: If Onew can get the woman's outfit that Jay Kim wore in Romance Zero, then Jay Kim has to wear it again - and he'll wear his schoolgirl outfit too.
Notes: For lefty_215, and inspired by her fanart that can be found under the cut. Please leave love for said fanart in the comments (even if you hate the fic part kekeke~)!
For those who aren't familiar with the original crossdressing moments, please click right here and skip in about three minutes for Jay Kim. (Link courtesy of lefty_215, thanks guurrrl) As for Onew, click right here. At 2:20, you can get a good look at his outfit. Watch him tarding off at 3:27. :B
Art by the AMAZING lefty_215. Posted with her permission.
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Jay's stared almost horrified at his reflection as Jungmo fixed a familiar long brown wig over his hair. "I can't believe I'm doing this again.."
Jungmo smirked. "You agreed to it yourself."
"I was drunk." Jay said defensively, "and I didn't think he'd actually be able to get his hands on this exact outfit.."
"That's the power of an idol, isn't it?" Jungmo patted the wig, grinning. "Perfect. Now, makeup.."
Jay looked at Jungmo wide-eyed, "Who said I had to do the makeup?"
"You don't have to do the makeup, I'm doing it for you." Jungmo briefly explained, pulling out a drawer under their sink to search through. "I bought some just for this, you know.."
"Since when do you know anything about doing makeup?"
"Come on, trust me. I won't use much~."
"Why does it look so pink?"
"Just hold still..."
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Onew held back the long locks of his wig, swinging his hips and watching fascinatedly as his skirt swished around. This was only the second time he wore the outfit, or dressed like a girl at all. Now that he wasn’t doing it for work, it felt a little more awkward. Then again, this was bound to be more beneficial. Seeing Jay in tights would be well worth the knee socks.
He stilled when the door clicked, his head lifting and his skirt fluttering down.
Jungmo stepped through the doorway, laying eyes on Onew and cackling.
Onew grinned brightly, “Is it funny?”
“I thought there was a girl here for a second.” Jungmo said, chuckling still.
“Mm, I’m here to see my unnie.” Onew responded, straightening up and moving his hands behind his back. “Is she home?”
“She’s shy.” Jungmo responded, snickering. “Do you want to come drag her out?”
“I’m coming. Give me a second.” Jay spoke from somewhere, sounding a touch irritable.
“Fixing his makeup, I’m sure.” Jungmo said softly, but of course Jay still heard it. Surely there was only enough time for him to give Jungmo a dark look before he stepped into the doorway.
Jungmo hadn’t done a bad job on his makeup, or if he had, Jay had done a good job fixing it. It looked good, if a bit understated, and well Onew at least couldn’t have looked happier. It was amazing he saw Jay at all, the way that his eyes squinted up when he grinned. He chuckled through his bright smile, which barely faded even as he talked. “You’re pretty~.”
Jay sighed, looking over Onew. He found it especially hard to believe himself to be pretty when Onew made such a cute girl himself. “You have unique taste.”
“I guess I do.” Onew happily said, and then he watched Jay twitch and look at the floor, seeming all kinds of uncomfortable. The deal was that if Onew found the outfits, they'd wear them again. They'd worn them, and honestly if Jay was so uncomfortable he was more than welcome to step right back into that bedroom and start peeling tights off.
Jay wasn't doing that, he was standing straight in front of Onew - staring at his own feet and looking uncomfortable, yeah, but also looking adorable. A wonderful, kissable kind of adorable. A wonderful, irresistable kind..
It wasn't that scandalous. It was very simply done. Onew leaned forward, tilted his head up and softly pecked his lips against Jay's.
Jay straightened up, stunned. Jungmo would have enjoyed Jay's shock, if he wasn't dealing with his own. It was his semi-boyfriend that was just kissed, afterall.
Onew, on the other hand, was ecstatic. "Ehee~ I can't believe I did that~." There was no regret, or anything. He just looked very very overly pleased with himself.
Jay blushed, glancing off to the side, fixating his gaze on the DVD rack for lack of a better place to look. Jungmo sighed, blaming himself for the incident, considering he knew how Onew felt, afterall - and it was he who had chose not to tell him about Jay and himself.
"Onew, Jay and I are.."
"Ahh" Onew said, not paying attention, living in some world of bliss. "Jay-sunbaenim~, you're so cute." But it really looked as if Onew wasn't even looking at Jay. His eyes were in that direction, sure, but they were squinted up and dazed over - like he was sleep. Like this was a dream.
Jungmo sighed again, dropping his forehead into his hand. "Why don't we all sit down?"
"But I'm floating~" Onew argued.
Jungmo's hand fell away from his forehead, only to lightly push Onew towards the couch. "We're sitting down."
Onew sat down first. When Jay sat down on the other end, Onew attempted to scoot closer, but Jungmo quickly sat between them. Onew shook it off, sighing happily, and turning his grin towards the window.
Jungmo sighed again. Jay clutched his hose-covered thighs, trying to gather his thoughts. His shock had faded, a bit, replaced with a confused frown. "Onew." he said, finally.
"You can call me Jinki, please." Onew responded.
"Jinki.." Jay repeated.
"Ahh, I'm sorry." Onew said suddenly, looking over Jungmo's lap at Jay. "If that was inappropriate. Hehe. You just look so pretty. The truth is... you're my type."
"Jay and I are in a relationship." Jungmo said firmly.
Jay glanced at him with the slightest hint of annoyance. 'We are?' he wanted to ask. Jungmo hadn't wanted to make that clear before now.
"Can I join you~?" Onew asked in a sing-song voice.
Jungmo's eyes widened, and then he sighed once again. Jay.. chuckled.
"Sorry." Onew said, giggling himself. "I'm just playing around~. Ah. I'm really jealous though." he looked at Jungmo. "That's one good looking lady you got there."
"Thanks." Jungmo muttered. "I think so too."
Onew reached across, curiously sliding a finger along Jay's tights. Jungmo smacked the hand away, saying "That's inappropriate."
"Ehe~ Sorry, sorry.."
"It's okay, Jinki." Jay said, laughing a little. "I don't mind. I'm flattered."
"Hey. Wanna do girly stuff together?" Onew asked, grinning. "I brought some nail polish."
With one last sigh, Jungmo's smile returned. Onew said sorry afterall, and it was hard to make something a big deal when the others involved weren't making it one. Besides, he couldn't blame Onew for finding Jay irresistable. Especially in that outfit.
Topic: Onew's crush on Jay, Jungmo's relationship with Jay
Warnings: Crack, crossdressing, SPAZZFEST!Onew
Summary: If Onew can get the woman's outfit that Jay Kim wore in Romance Zero, then Jay Kim has to wear it again - and he'll wear his schoolgirl outfit too.
Notes: For lefty_215, and inspired by her fanart that can be found under the cut. Please leave love for said fanart in the comments (even if you hate the fic part kekeke~)!
For those who aren't familiar with the original crossdressing moments, please click right here and skip in about three minutes for Jay Kim. (Link courtesy of lefty_215, thanks guurrrl) As for Onew, click right here. At 2:20, you can get a good look at his outfit. Watch him tarding off at 3:27. :B
Art by the AMAZING lefty_215. Posted with her permission.
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Jay's stared almost horrified at his reflection as Jungmo fixed a familiar long brown wig over his hair. "I can't believe I'm doing this again.."
Jungmo smirked. "You agreed to it yourself."
"I was drunk." Jay said defensively, "and I didn't think he'd actually be able to get his hands on this exact outfit.."
"That's the power of an idol, isn't it?" Jungmo patted the wig, grinning. "Perfect. Now, makeup.."
Jay looked at Jungmo wide-eyed, "Who said I had to do the makeup?"
"You don't have to do the makeup, I'm doing it for you." Jungmo briefly explained, pulling out a drawer under their sink to search through. "I bought some just for this, you know.."
"Since when do you know anything about doing makeup?"
"Come on, trust me. I won't use much~."
"Why does it look so pink?"
"Just hold still..."
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Onew held back the long locks of his wig, swinging his hips and watching fascinatedly as his skirt swished around. This was only the second time he wore the outfit, or dressed like a girl at all. Now that he wasn’t doing it for work, it felt a little more awkward. Then again, this was bound to be more beneficial. Seeing Jay in tights would be well worth the knee socks.
He stilled when the door clicked, his head lifting and his skirt fluttering down.
Jungmo stepped through the doorway, laying eyes on Onew and cackling.
Onew grinned brightly, “Is it funny?”
“I thought there was a girl here for a second.” Jungmo said, chuckling still.
“Mm, I’m here to see my unnie.” Onew responded, straightening up and moving his hands behind his back. “Is she home?”
“She’s shy.” Jungmo responded, snickering. “Do you want to come drag her out?”
“I’m coming. Give me a second.” Jay spoke from somewhere, sounding a touch irritable.
“Fixing his makeup, I’m sure.” Jungmo said softly, but of course Jay still heard it. Surely there was only enough time for him to give Jungmo a dark look before he stepped into the doorway.
Jungmo hadn’t done a bad job on his makeup, or if he had, Jay had done a good job fixing it. It looked good, if a bit understated, and well Onew at least couldn’t have looked happier. It was amazing he saw Jay at all, the way that his eyes squinted up when he grinned. He chuckled through his bright smile, which barely faded even as he talked. “You’re pretty~.”
Jay sighed, looking over Onew. He found it especially hard to believe himself to be pretty when Onew made such a cute girl himself. “You have unique taste.”
“I guess I do.” Onew happily said, and then he watched Jay twitch and look at the floor, seeming all kinds of uncomfortable. The deal was that if Onew found the outfits, they'd wear them again. They'd worn them, and honestly if Jay was so uncomfortable he was more than welcome to step right back into that bedroom and start peeling tights off.
Jay wasn't doing that, he was standing straight in front of Onew - staring at his own feet and looking uncomfortable, yeah, but also looking adorable. A wonderful, kissable kind of adorable. A wonderful, irresistable kind..
It wasn't that scandalous. It was very simply done. Onew leaned forward, tilted his head up and softly pecked his lips against Jay's.
Jay straightened up, stunned. Jungmo would have enjoyed Jay's shock, if he wasn't dealing with his own. It was his semi-boyfriend that was just kissed, afterall.
Onew, on the other hand, was ecstatic. "Ehee~ I can't believe I did that~." There was no regret, or anything. He just looked very very overly pleased with himself.
Jay blushed, glancing off to the side, fixating his gaze on the DVD rack for lack of a better place to look. Jungmo sighed, blaming himself for the incident, considering he knew how Onew felt, afterall - and it was he who had chose not to tell him about Jay and himself.
"Onew, Jay and I are.."
"Ahh" Onew said, not paying attention, living in some world of bliss. "Jay-sunbaenim~, you're so cute." But it really looked as if Onew wasn't even looking at Jay. His eyes were in that direction, sure, but they were squinted up and dazed over - like he was sleep. Like this was a dream.
Jungmo sighed again, dropping his forehead into his hand. "Why don't we all sit down?"
"But I'm floating~" Onew argued.
Jungmo's hand fell away from his forehead, only to lightly push Onew towards the couch. "We're sitting down."
Onew sat down first. When Jay sat down on the other end, Onew attempted to scoot closer, but Jungmo quickly sat between them. Onew shook it off, sighing happily, and turning his grin towards the window.
Jungmo sighed again. Jay clutched his hose-covered thighs, trying to gather his thoughts. His shock had faded, a bit, replaced with a confused frown. "Onew." he said, finally.
"You can call me Jinki, please." Onew responded.
"Jinki.." Jay repeated.
"Ahh, I'm sorry." Onew said suddenly, looking over Jungmo's lap at Jay. "If that was inappropriate. Hehe. You just look so pretty. The truth is... you're my type."
"Jay and I are in a relationship." Jungmo said firmly.
Jay glanced at him with the slightest hint of annoyance. 'We are?' he wanted to ask. Jungmo hadn't wanted to make that clear before now.
"Can I join you~?" Onew asked in a sing-song voice.
Jungmo's eyes widened, and then he sighed once again. Jay.. chuckled.
"Sorry." Onew said, giggling himself. "I'm just playing around~. Ah. I'm really jealous though." he looked at Jungmo. "That's one good looking lady you got there."
"Thanks." Jungmo muttered. "I think so too."
Onew reached across, curiously sliding a finger along Jay's tights. Jungmo smacked the hand away, saying "That's inappropriate."
"Ehe~ Sorry, sorry.."
"It's okay, Jinki." Jay said, laughing a little. "I don't mind. I'm flattered."
"Hey. Wanna do girly stuff together?" Onew asked, grinning. "I brought some nail polish."
With one last sigh, Jungmo's smile returned. Onew said sorry afterall, and it was hard to make something a big deal when the others involved weren't making it one. Besides, he couldn't blame Onew for finding Jay irresistable. Especially in that outfit.