A Shy Promise
Title: A Shy Promise
Pairing: Namsong
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, Cross-dressing
Prompt #1: Would any kind soul out there like to write me a fic where Taehyun cross-dresses for Mino and tries to be all sexy and then Mino gets all flustered?
"Mino-yah." Comes a soft tone from across Mino's bedroom door as the main rapper lays in bed, mind and heart so caught up in the WIN finale, that he had completely forgotten the promise Taehyun made with him backstage. The shy promise of having Taehyun cross-dress once more for Mino since the rapper didn't get a really good look at him; neither during the performance nor the hectic change in between each stage. "Mino-ya." comes the voice again, but now shy and bashful, almost unsure of itself which was truly a rarity considering how confident and bold the maknae was; his tattoo and cold demeanor a hard testament of it all, a living and breathing example.
"Tae, you really didn't have to--" Mino attempts to say as the rest of his sentence cowers down his throat, his eyes snapping and gluing onto the familiar yet new, shocking yet beautiful figure in front of his doorsteps; a figure with pedicured feet wrapped in red stilettos, long thighs hidden behind black leggings, b-boy hips and a slender waist covered by a shimmering red dress. A figure like none other because it took all the power of the high heavens to have Mino's eyes pry away from those hips and instead to that perfectly pale face, gleaming with mischief.
"Shit. You look good. Really, really good." Mino lamely mumbles with his eyes wondering all over Taehyun's body, taking every bit in and searing it into his memory, his hands equally itching to touch and taste something that he wasn't quite sure was his yet. "Yeah?" Comes Taehyun's sultry voice, one reserved for singing and performing onstage, a voice which broke something inside Mino because it was directed at him; that voice of sin was speaking to him. "You think so?" Asks the vocalist as he sashays his way into Mino's room, the clicking of his heels thundering in Mino's ears, sending the older male into a mix panic of desire and cowardice.
"I thought you might like this." Taehyun softly whispers with a sly twinkle in his orbs as he leans down towards Mino, his arms slightly wrapping around the rapper's neck, his golden brown locks falling down his pale face, obstructing Mino's sight of everything and anything; not that it mattered to the rapper because all he needed was the feel, the sensation. And such it came with Taehyun's fingers teasing up Mino's nape, his candy flavored breath mingling with Mino's strained gasps, his lips dawning upon Mino's.
Such it came, that rushing and exciting feeling of everything and nothing; that feeling of falling and standing up at the same time. It came and came and came. Such it came with a soft gasp that left Taehyun's lips, a strangled hitch from Mino's throat, a sigh of content from somewhere in between the entwined two lips and tongues.
Such it came with four roaming hands clutching to black cloth, the sound of silk and cotton drowning out the world, the room lighting up with brimming heat and gentle warmth of two nothings and two every things. Such it came.
"Mino. Check this out--holy shit! What are you doing?!" Comes Seunghoon's shrill as he comes to a halt at the door and gapes at the sight of their main rapper and vocalist, their lips touching, their arms wrapped around each other, their gazes clouded and eager. "Um." Seunghoon attempts before Taehyun stands up and glares at him. "If you don't leave right now, I'll PERSONALLY send you back into the trainee room." Threatens the vocalist, his orbs cold and unwelcoming, verging on the brink of "Try me. I dare you." because he was having none of it tonight. None at all.
Tonight was suppose to be his night with Mino and their promise, a promise that Taehyun is dead set on fulfilling, of making it a reality. And if the glare sent Seunghoon into a meek little boy, his orbs blown wide and his face apologetic, Taehyun payed no notice as he swiftly turn around, the trinkets and bracelets on his wrists coming off harsh and fast as he pulls the dazed rapper into another kiss, his lips just as harsh as the bracelet if not more.