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Jihoon is so cute man, I can’t stand it. His eyes, his hands, his calves, his tummy, it’s too much for me man! I love hearing him talk, even more if he’s talking to me. He also the coolest and dorkiest guy I know. My love for my friends here are all equal but Jihoon…he gets a special treatment. He doesn’t know that though.
He’s sitting right across from me which makes my mind limited to only thinking about about Jihoon. As much as I should be listening to the others, I really kinda just don’t care. Mostly about Seungkwan and Mingyu’s argument. I care more about what’s going on with Jihoon, I can tell he isn’t listening too. His eyes isn’t on me or anyone. There’s a small frown on his face, I wonder what he’s thinking about? It’s his turn to speak now, he stands up and takes a deep breath.
I hope he’s going to say something good like ‘Everyone did so well today, especially Hansol.’ or ‘I wrote the best song ever last night, thanks to Hansol.’ or even better ‘I’ve been in love with Hansol ever since I met him.’ Yeah, something like that.
“Hey you okay? Why are you smiling?” That was Jisoo. Was I actually smiling?
“Why not bro, I’m just having a good time.” A good time fantasising.
”…something new but I wanted to tell you guys first… because you’re my friends.” Oh shit Jihoon already started talking, dammit Josh. “It’s nothing too big but I want to try a different style.”Jihoon adds.
“Different style?”Dino questions. Style?
“Yeah, clothing style. I want to try on women’s clothing.” Jihoon said the last part quietly but we all heard him pretty well. “The problem is that I don’t know how to get into this. So I guess support would be nice and all.”
Oh, that’s new. Shocking just a little, because he never showed any interest in women’s clothing or just fashion in general. The wave of shock goes away quick though. We all want to support him on this as much as we can, he is our dear friend.
”Thanks, I knew I can count on you guys.” Jihoon gives us his lovely eye smile.
“So you have no idea where to start, right? I can find you something that’ll look good on you!” Seungkwan shouts.
“This is a private thing right?” Mingyu questions “We should also tell the manager this to be on the safe side.”
“Yeah, that’s good.” Jihoon agrees. We all decide to stop our meeting here and go wash up for bed.
The next day, I’m looking at clothing with Jihoon. Online shopping is the best option we have now since going out can mean unwanted trouble. I’m here to help him find clothing that would look good on him. Truthfully, I’m not really good at doing this because like they would all look cute on him in my opinion. I would buy him all of these things he wanted if I had money.
When Seungkwan and Jeonghan come by, they were giving us a lecture of how important it is to find clothing that shapes his body and whatever. Jeonghan and Seokmin even did some research on it and gives us a list of what to get and what to never get.
After they were done measuring Jihoon for size reference, the pair bid us goodbyes and good lucks. I give them both thanks.
Five days later, various packages come and they were all for Jihoon. He hastily took them all to the bedroom. A few minutes later, he walks out with his short overall dress and some brown desert boots on. He also wore a white tank top underneath for coverup. The dress really suited him and made him even more adorable than before.
Jihoon is walking towards me. I stare down at his outfit to find out that the dress only stops at mid thigh and he isn’t covering his legs in any way. Not leggings or stockings. I don’t see much of his legs that often so I’m absorbing much as I can into my brain. He is known to have a nice pair of legs among our fans and I 110% agree. Why do the stylists make him wear oversized shorts and shirts when he has such an amazing body? Like just slap some fitting bottoms to go with his cute bottom. I would be so down with that.
Jihoon stops in front of me. “So how do I look?”
“Well I think you lo-” Jihoon sits on the couch beside me. His dress slides up a little to give me an excellent view of his thighs.
“Y-you look um…” Shit, my face is heating up. Great to know that my awkward teenage hormones are still going at it.
“I think y-”
“YOU LOOK GREAT JIHOON!” Chan comes and interrupts me in the middle of me fucking up. “I didn’t know you could in the first place.”
“Shut up Dino. Don’t you have a Neopet to take care of or something?” Jihoon looks pretty annoyed by the insult and it shows on his face. Chan laughs and leaves the dorm to who knows where.
I look back at Jihoon and gave him an awkward smile. He gives a small one back. “Sooo…what were you saying earlier?”
Crap he remembers. I guess now is the time to embarrass myself.
“Well I was saying that you look adorable.” Please heart, stop beating so fast. I bet he could hear it from here.
“Really? Well you know I can show you some other stuff I bought if you want to.”
“Yes please.” Wow, that sounded desperate. Fuck me. Jihoon softly chuckles and leads me to his small collection.
Jihoon gets more comfortable now that he knows what he likes and all. He told me that he even takes the risk of shopping out every once in awhile. Sneaking in and out with just one or two things. He stops showing everything he bought though. There was no need to do so in the first place but I’m bummed out about it still. It was nice hanging out with him and always want my help for opinions or advice, but I guess there’s no need for that anymore.
I’ve also notice that he owns a box that he hides in the closet. How do I know this? Well because I saw him do put the box there that’s how. I’m not stalking on Jihoon or anything. His name is on the lid also.
I ask him about the mysterious box, he says that it was some expensive clothing and he doesn’t want the other members to mess with them. He gives me a hint of what’s in the box.
“I wear it almost everyday.”
“Everyday?” I could think of some things. Jewelry, socks, lucky undies, makeup. Everyone here wears makeup every once in awhile so it’s not that. I don’t see him wear that much jewelry. Wait, is it undies? I mean I got a pair of luckies myself but I’m pretty sure someone took them, I say Soonyoung.
“Almost.” His cheeks turns rosy. “Maybe I’ll show you what’s in it later.”
“Really?” I’m pretty sure he’s flirting with me or maybe he just trusts me with his secret. We’ve been hanging out together for quite some time. Does he think of me as just a good friend?
“Maybe, I’m thinking on it.” He gives a playful smirk then leaves. He is making a move on me.
Subtle flirting goes on for the next few weeks. I’m surely confident in the idea that Jihoon wants to be with me. We showed more fan service on guest shows and fan meetings. We were even more touchy away from the public eye. I usually initiate the hugs and hand holding and all that while Jihoon just finds more ways to tease me. But the other day, he gave me a peck on my left cheek. It was so light that I didn’t even noticed what it was at first until I went to look at Jihoon and saw his face turned away from me. I knew what happened when I saw his red ears.
Today, Jihoon invited Seungcheol and me to go shopping with him. Seungcheol is coming because he is Jihoons’ best friend and he is also paying for the majority of Jihoons’ clothes. I’m coming because… we like each other? Well anyways, we decided to go to a store that Jihoon been keeping an eye on. We all wore hoodies and face masks so people can’t recognize us. We even took a taxi to get here! Seungcheol joked that if someone recognized me, all of us are screwed, hopefully that doesn’t happen.
The store Jihoon picked is packed with sweaters and thigh high socks. This totally sounds like something that would be in his lane. Seungcheol and I follow Jihoon as he picks out what he wants to try and gives them to us to hold. I tried to look at some items that caught my eye but I didn’t want to lose Jihoon among the tall clothing racks and just the general hugeness of the place. I have this feeling that he has been here before. He already seem to know where everything was. Overall, the whole thing was pretty fun as we make a few jokes and play dress up in different sections of the store when Jihoon actually stopped.
Later on, Seungcheol leaves because he saw a cafe across the street. He tells us he’ll be back with some drinks and snacks. I watch him walk away and then look back to familiar smaller man. I’m left with Jihoon. As much as I love him and all, he is an internal old man. He’s serious a lot the time and have a dry sense of humor when it comes to telling a joke. The benefits of him being an old introvert is that when he’s alone, I sometimes join him and we’re both in comfortable silence. I understand that he needs some quiet time for himself because he have so much stress and work. I relish these moments with him because all we do is lay down and hold hands.
Jihoon decides to go to the dressing area as I follow after with the clothing in my hands. A woman there helps Jihoon borrow a dressing room while I protect the other things that he couldn’t bring into the room. The lady leaves us alone to help others around the store.
After some time of me playing with these tassels that were on this shirt I’m holding, Jihoon opens the door and pokes his head out. He scans the area.
“Is the worker gone?” he asked.
“Oh yeah, she left like five minutes ago. You want me to get her?”
“No.” He hid behind the door some more. ”Can you come in here instead?”
“Uh, Sure.” Leaving the clothing on the chair, I get inside the dressing room. I lock the door and turn back to Jihoon. He is wearing a graphic sweater of a daisy and light blue shorts. My face is painted pink when I see how the shorts hug his legs. Is it just me or has Jihoon been showing off his legs a lot? Not like I’m complaining or anything.
“So what do you think?” he asks.
“I like the shorts.” Please keep them. They look sexy on you.
“Well if you like these, I bet you’ll love what’s under this sweater.” Jihoon pulls down the collar of the shirt to show a sliver strap on his shoulder. My eyes widen. Is he wearing what I think he’s wearing? No. No way. The Lord must be testing me.
He covers up his shoulder and looks up at me. He gives a sly smile. “ If you want to see more of it, you can do it yourself.”
Holy shit, he’s giving me an invitation of um, I don’t know. I’m not sure what to do. I feel like someone used a freeze gun on me. My heart is racing. The room is definitely getting warmer. What’s the right thing to do? Think Hansol Think! This isn’t good.
I stare at him for some time. Why can’t I do anything?
“Umm… Hansol, a kiss can be a place to start… just throwing that out there.” Jihoon mentions. Yeah a kiss, okay I can do that. Yup.
I lean down to his face and stop a couple inches above his face. I can tell we were both nervous but wanting this for so long. Moving my lips forward, I gently place them on his lips. He lets out a tiny gasp. His lips gives me a taste of what heaven is like. Warm, inviting, and just lovely. My heart is swelling up from the pure bliss and excitement I’m receiving. I put my hands around his waist to bring him closer. Jihoon responds by wrapping his arms around my neck so he can deepen the kiss. Our lips open and our bodies get more heated as I slide my hands under his sweater. My tongue would barely graze his. I want to take my time with him.
Hands traveling up until I hit something. Ah yes the item I’m seeking for is in my hands now. Jihoon is wearing a bra. The cup size is pretty small so it actually fits him well. I can’t tell what’s on it besides that texture of the bra is rough. I’m taking a guess that there’s sequins on it. I cup my hands on the bra and give them a squeeze. Jihoon moans forces his tongue against mine. I start to unhook the bra, it’s harder than I thought. Jihoon gets frustrated after a little while and helps me.
“We’ll work on that.” he mumbles. Nodding sheepishly, I agreed with him. I went back to his lips to keep our make out session going.
Then a knock came on the door.
We froze and look at each other thinking if we actually heard that. Another knock. We let go of each other.
“Hey Jihoon, are you in there?” It was Seungcheol. I totally forgot he was here with us for a moment.
“Yeah, I’m here with Hansol.” The fuck? Why did he say that! Jihoon opens the door and strolls himself out of the room. I quickly follow after.
“Hansol? Why are you in there with Jihoon?” Seungcheol questions. What do I tell him? Oh, I was just making out with Jihoon. You know, the usual. I was thinking of a much better time and place to tell the others about me and Jihoon.
“He was just helping me, I didn’t want anyone to notice us like this. And I most definitely did not want the lady to find out that I wasn’t a lady..” Jihoon is pretty calm for this. Good thing because I’m fucking nervous as hell. Did Seungcheol hear us, how long was he there? I need to put my shit together.
“O…kay. I believe you man. Anyways, here’s some coffee!” Seungcheol gives us both a cappuccino. “We should get going though.”
Jihoon rips off the tags off his shirt and pants. “Here. I’m wearing these out.” Seungcheol took them with no questions asked.
After the clothes were paid for, Seungcheol calls for a cab. He sits in the front while Jihoon and I sit in the back. Jihoon is in the middle and I’m behind the driver. There’s nothing occupying the seat behind Seungcheol besides some pastries he bought.
“I’m glad you guys are getting along with each other. You two have been inseparable for weeks now.” Seungcheol chuckles ”Who knew.” I join in with a laugh that sounds really fake. He has no idea how much we’re ‘getting along’.
The drive back is pretty long so we would usually take this time to catch up on sleep that we always need. Seungcheol is already gone to dream land as I’m thinking this. Jihoon is still awake surprisingly, he’s been watching out the windshield. Well, that’s what I thought. He was actually waiting for Seungcheol before he could make his move. Jihoon swiftly gets onto my lap. This is something that didn’t expect from him. We’re doing this in public. Why now? What if- Wow, Jihoons’ butt in these shorts looks amazing. Fuck yeah, bring some of that booty here.
Wait no, I can’t distract myself this easily. “What are you doing?” I whispered.
Jihoon leans his back to my chest. He gives me a sultry look while he wiggles his hips. “I’m just finishing what we started earlier, you want me to get off?”
Hell no. I’m enjoying this. Well not what he’s suggesting but the whole sitting in my lap thing. His body folds and curves into mine, making him the perfect tiny spoon.
“ You can stay here but we’re just gonna sit and enjoy the ride, no funny business.” Jihoon pouts but complies. I peck his pouty lips and wrap my arms around his stomach.
We both stay like this for a while. Getting a snuggly and warm. I was going to doze off for a nap until the cab got onto a bumpy road. It was fine and all at first, till Jihoon starts bouncing on me. He’s going really hard at it too. I tighten myself around him to stop the grinding. It slightly helps the situation so my boner wouldn’t have to be completely rock hard against his ass. Oh god, I hope he doesn’t notice. Oh who am I kidding, of course he notices it! Shit. I have to bite my cheek every time I groaned. Squirming under him only made things worse. I can hear Jihoon whimpering above me and all it does is make my hips grind up against him. Might’ve well enjoy the ride.
Jihoon rests his head on my shoulder. His breath is hot against my cheek while his body is flushed against mine. I look down to see his bulge in display for everyone to see. He need’s to stop looking so desperate and sexy or I would have to fuck him in this cab. I might regret making that decision. Might.
His legs spread. Jihoon cups himself through the shorts. I slap his hand away from his crotch and replace it with my own hand. I rub his cock over the fabric of his underwear. He moans right into my ear as he thrust up into my hand to get more contact, but doesn’t get any. I tease him by barely grabbing his dick so every time his hips went up, all he would get is air. It’s fun to make him upset like this, controlling someone older than me. His eyebrows furrow together in annoyance.
“P-please touch me Hansol.” Jihoon pleads. I should be nice to him and give him what he wants. He did say please.
“I’ll have to be a little rough, you know.” I run a finger up his clothed shaft. “Only if you want to. If not, I’ll just keep going like previously.” My thumb covers the slit of his cock.
Jihoon squirms. “Yes! Fucking hell! Do whatever you want. Just pl-please touch me.” Such a short temper, already upset with me. I hope he could stay quiet, I don’t want the other two to notice what we’re doing.
I put a tight grip on his cock with one hand and grab his hair with the other. His eyes widen. He covers his mouth with his hand to soften the sharp yelp that comes out of his mouth. My grip could be a little too harsh for comfort so I can see why he would react like this. However, I didn’t let go. It felt wonderful to do that. Precum seeps through my boxers as I pull on Jihoon’s hair some more. He groans and arches his back.
Jihoon have to bite his hand to stop his constant moaning. His thighs are telling me that he’s close. I let go of his hair so I can embrace him when he comes. My hand pumps his throbbing cock. After a few long pumps, he lets out a throaty moan. The cum soaks through his briefs and coats my fingers. He lays back and stuffs his heated face on my neck. His hips still move against mine as I get to my climax, so generous of him. I raise the jizz covered fingers to his lips. He opens up and puts the digits into his mouth. The feeling of his tongue cleaning them off is too much, my climax is coming. A low moan is comes out as I ride out my orgasm.
We sit there for a few minutes collecting ourselves together. I look out the window in a haze to see where we were at… only to finally notice that we’re almost at our destination. Oh shit! I’m so screwed. Freaking out, I push Jihoon off of me and use the sleeve of my hoodie to wipe the sweat off of his face. I have to make sure that both of us look like we weren’t humping each other like rabbits. I smooth out his hair and pull his zipper up. His face calm and he seems to be in a lucid state still.
The cab is about to stop as I do the finishing touches to myself. Before Seungcheol wakes up, I give Jihoon a quick peck on the lips. Besides for our pink rosy cheeks, we look fine. The taxi stops which forces Seungcheol to wake up and pay the receipt. All three of us leave the cab. Seungcheol looks at Jihoon and I with concern. He asks if we were okay. Besides from the stickiness and grossness of my cum filled underwear, I was just dandy. Jihoon looks uncomfortable, pulling his sweater a little lower and avoiding eye contact with us.
Jihoon immediately leaves the scene and goes inside our company's’ building. Seungcheol raises an eyebrow at me. Before he could say anything, I start to follow after Jihoon, leaving Seungcheol even more confused than before.