[fic] Perverse Situations
//Pairing//: Lay x Luhan
//Prompt//: Cross-dressing
//Rating//: PG-13
//Summary//: Never let Luhan plan date night.
//Word Count//: 1,131
//Author’s Note//: Collaboration with the very snappily named xoxo-nat-xx, with whom writing comes easily.
Originally posted here as part of the justgetlayd Bingo Round 2 Challenge
This isn’t how date night is supposed to go.
Date nights are supposed to be all lovey-dovey movies and romantic dinners and walks by the Han river, if Yixing had anything to do with it. Instead, he had gone and left date night planning to Luhan, and instead of going out for dinner and all that jazz, they end up buying beer from the conbi, ordering pizza and playing video games in their living room on a Friday night.
The night gets off to a pretty slow start, because for one, Luhan is completely entrenched in his rather vicious computer game, and spends a good part of his time twiddling the knobs on his game controller without even casting one glance his way. Second, Yixing sucks at this game, and gives up halfway in favor of just watching his boyfriend play video games while he nurses a can of beer. All it takes is a bit of alcohol for Yixing to hatch a plan to try out a little experiment, just to test if the other boy is capable of multi-tasking.
“Ah, I’m really tired…”
No response.
“I wonder if Man U will beat Liverpool this year?”
Yixing nearly gets lucky when Luhan shouts out a “Damn you!” in response, only to be disappointed when he realizes it was directed at a particularly hard to kill zombie.
“You know, I think you would look pretty hot in a skirt.”
Luhan’s gaze remains glued to the television screen as he hacks on-screen zombies into little bits, and he barely bats an eyelid at the audacious statement Yixing has just thrown out into the air. In fact, Yixing almost thinks he has gotten away with it when Luhan (who must have superhuman listening powers) casts him a funny glance in-between racking up zombie kills and snorts audibly.
“What did you say?” Another snort. “Skirts are for girls.”
Yixing is quick to defend his position. “No way, men can wear skirts too - just think about…” He clasps his hands in his lap and tries to think of something on the fly. “Scottish people, those are skirts… sort of?”
The screams of the undead are suddenly cut short when Luhan hits the “pause” button on the controller. “Are you comparing one of your perverse sexual fantasies to a type of national dress?” Luhan turns to grin at the other boy, one eyebrow raised in amusement as he puts his video game controller away. Yixing stutters and shakes his head in a half-hearted manner, unable to weasel his way out of the situation he has created.
“That totally isn’t perverse!”
Luhan only cocks his head sideways in a way that suggests that Yixing isn’t convincing him one bit. He flicks his gaze in the direction of Yixing’s half-empty can of beer on the coffee table, and shakes his head. “We’re going to have to get you to control your drinking, Zhang Yixing,” Luhan coos, before chuckling and inviting himself to straddle Yixing’s lap, grinning broadly as he runs his hands over the younger boy’s shoulders.
“You were mumbling a bit just now - why don’t you tell me what you were thinking about again?” Every word Luhan utters is engineered to tease, and Yixing knows that there is no way he can run from repeating himself now. It also doesn't help that Luhan is now in his lap, making himself comfortable as he awaits for a reply.
"You have nice legs..." Yixing shrugs feebly, attempting to make light of the situation. It is not a perverse fantasy, he repeats, completely not one, for his main aim has been to test Luhan's multitasking skills. It does allow for easy access, and Yixing can simply run a hand up casually when they are watching television, or even when Luhan is busy killing zombies in that game of his--
"And he says it's not perverse~" Luhan snorts in reply, poking the other in the cheek to snap him out of his thoughts. "We have been together for almost two years now, and this is the first time I hear you mention about me wearing skirts," He hums, a thoughtful expression now on his face. Yixing raises his eyebrows in response, because is Luhan really considering this possibility, and perhaps, maybe, one of Yixing's random dreams may come true at this stage--
"Nope," Luhan decides with a quick shake of his head, "you should be the one cross dressing if it comes down to it...your legs are firmer," He throws in a waggle of his eyebrows as well, milking this situation for all its worth, and it's definitely hilarious as he watches Yixing turn a shade of furious red, eyes downcast as he starts mumbling again. "Cheer up, it's a compliment that you connect with femininity! You will look pretty hot in a skirt," And nope he totally does not imitate how Yixing has said it earlier on.
"...That's not what you said last night," Yixing mumbles again when Luhan gets off, the latter seemingly returning to his game. "Said I was manly and all..." He casts a quick glance at his boyfriend, who is completely focused on hacking his way through the throngs of zombies who have suddenly descended upon his character. Ah well, perhaps that isn't the best thing to say now. He picks up his half-finished can of beer and swirls it slightly, wrinkling his nose as he wonders how drunk he will get when he finishes the other half of it.
It takes Luhan a few more minutes before he safely reaches a checkpoint in the game, where he promptly proceeds to save his game. It is a date night after all, and he does want to pay Yixing some attention at the end of tonight. "You are manly~ Maybe you should remind me of how manly you can get in bed, you know?" He remarks, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he turns around to face the other (he has been hatching this plan right after Yixing mentions that particular comment, and it doesn't hurt to end the date on that note).
All he sees is a dead-to-the-world Yixing, empty beer can neatly set aside as the owner is sprawled over the couch, deeply asleep. It doesn't take long for Luhan to put all of this together, and he sighs in resignation; how can he be angry or disappointed when his boyfriend looks adorable sleeping like this (and is that a tiny bit of drool escaping from the corner of his mouth?) There is a faint, amused smile as Luhan heads to the bedroom to pull out blankets, draping one over Yixing to make sure he doesn't catch a cold; it's getting cooler now, with autumn approaching.
"Next time then Yixing. Perhaps next time."
//Prompt//: Cross-dressing
//Rating//: PG-13
//Summary//: Never let Luhan plan date night.
//Word Count//: 1,131
//Author’s Note//: Collaboration with the very snappily named xoxo-nat-xx, with whom writing comes easily.
Originally posted here as part of the justgetlayd Bingo Round 2 Challenge
This isn’t how date night is supposed to go.
Date nights are supposed to be all lovey-dovey movies and romantic dinners and walks by the Han river, if Yixing had anything to do with it. Instead, he had gone and left date night planning to Luhan, and instead of going out for dinner and all that jazz, they end up buying beer from the conbi, ordering pizza and playing video games in their living room on a Friday night.
The night gets off to a pretty slow start, because for one, Luhan is completely entrenched in his rather vicious computer game, and spends a good part of his time twiddling the knobs on his game controller without even casting one glance his way. Second, Yixing sucks at this game, and gives up halfway in favor of just watching his boyfriend play video games while he nurses a can of beer. All it takes is a bit of alcohol for Yixing to hatch a plan to try out a little experiment, just to test if the other boy is capable of multi-tasking.
“Ah, I’m really tired…”
No response.
“I wonder if Man U will beat Liverpool this year?”
Yixing nearly gets lucky when Luhan shouts out a “Damn you!” in response, only to be disappointed when he realizes it was directed at a particularly hard to kill zombie.
“You know, I think you would look pretty hot in a skirt.”
Luhan’s gaze remains glued to the television screen as he hacks on-screen zombies into little bits, and he barely bats an eyelid at the audacious statement Yixing has just thrown out into the air. In fact, Yixing almost thinks he has gotten away with it when Luhan (who must have superhuman listening powers) casts him a funny glance in-between racking up zombie kills and snorts audibly.
“What did you say?” Another snort. “Skirts are for girls.”
Yixing is quick to defend his position. “No way, men can wear skirts too - just think about…” He clasps his hands in his lap and tries to think of something on the fly. “Scottish people, those are skirts… sort of?”
The screams of the undead are suddenly cut short when Luhan hits the “pause” button on the controller. “Are you comparing one of your perverse sexual fantasies to a type of national dress?” Luhan turns to grin at the other boy, one eyebrow raised in amusement as he puts his video game controller away. Yixing stutters and shakes his head in a half-hearted manner, unable to weasel his way out of the situation he has created.
“That totally isn’t perverse!”
Luhan only cocks his head sideways in a way that suggests that Yixing isn’t convincing him one bit. He flicks his gaze in the direction of Yixing’s half-empty can of beer on the coffee table, and shakes his head. “We’re going to have to get you to control your drinking, Zhang Yixing,” Luhan coos, before chuckling and inviting himself to straddle Yixing’s lap, grinning broadly as he runs his hands over the younger boy’s shoulders.
“You were mumbling a bit just now - why don’t you tell me what you were thinking about again?” Every word Luhan utters is engineered to tease, and Yixing knows that there is no way he can run from repeating himself now. It also doesn't help that Luhan is now in his lap, making himself comfortable as he awaits for a reply.
"You have nice legs..." Yixing shrugs feebly, attempting to make light of the situation. It is not a perverse fantasy, he repeats, completely not one, for his main aim has been to test Luhan's multitasking skills. It does allow for easy access, and Yixing can simply run a hand up casually when they are watching television, or even when Luhan is busy killing zombies in that game of his--
"And he says it's not perverse~" Luhan snorts in reply, poking the other in the cheek to snap him out of his thoughts. "We have been together for almost two years now, and this is the first time I hear you mention about me wearing skirts," He hums, a thoughtful expression now on his face. Yixing raises his eyebrows in response, because is Luhan really considering this possibility, and perhaps, maybe, one of Yixing's random dreams may come true at this stage--
"Nope," Luhan decides with a quick shake of his head, "you should be the one cross dressing if it comes down to it...your legs are firmer," He throws in a waggle of his eyebrows as well, milking this situation for all its worth, and it's definitely hilarious as he watches Yixing turn a shade of furious red, eyes downcast as he starts mumbling again. "Cheer up, it's a compliment that you connect with femininity! You will look pretty hot in a skirt," And nope he totally does not imitate how Yixing has said it earlier on.
"...That's not what you said last night," Yixing mumbles again when Luhan gets off, the latter seemingly returning to his game. "Said I was manly and all..." He casts a quick glance at his boyfriend, who is completely focused on hacking his way through the throngs of zombies who have suddenly descended upon his character. Ah well, perhaps that isn't the best thing to say now. He picks up his half-finished can of beer and swirls it slightly, wrinkling his nose as he wonders how drunk he will get when he finishes the other half of it.
It takes Luhan a few more minutes before he safely reaches a checkpoint in the game, where he promptly proceeds to save his game. It is a date night after all, and he does want to pay Yixing some attention at the end of tonight. "You are manly~ Maybe you should remind me of how manly you can get in bed, you know?" He remarks, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he turns around to face the other (he has been hatching this plan right after Yixing mentions that particular comment, and it doesn't hurt to end the date on that note).
All he sees is a dead-to-the-world Yixing, empty beer can neatly set aside as the owner is sprawled over the couch, deeply asleep. It doesn't take long for Luhan to put all of this together, and he sighs in resignation; how can he be angry or disappointed when his boyfriend looks adorable sleeping like this (and is that a tiny bit of drool escaping from the corner of his mouth?) There is a faint, amused smile as Luhan heads to the bedroom to pull out blankets, draping one over Yixing to make sure he doesn't catch a cold; it's getting cooler now, with autumn approaching.
"Next time then Yixing. Perhaps next time."