A Lesson in Subterfuge
A Lesson in Subterfuge
For: melon_soo
Rating: NC-17
Length: 4468 words
Summary: Thanks to one disastrous fashion show, Luhan realizes that he might have a thing for Kyungsoo.
Warning(s): smut, hansoo acting unprofessional and spoiled
Luhan doesn't exactly know when their rivalry started, everything had been perfect in his life before Kyungsoo, Luhan enjoyed the fame and attention as the youngest Fashion prodigy in Seoul, his designs were one of the most well-received for a new designer during summer of 2013, with all the TV appearances and awards and nominations, everyone had been convinced that Luhan would be the next top designer of Asia, the trend-setter. That's when Kyungsoo showed up and stole his title from right under his nose. Still, Luhan wasn’t fazed by his popularity, Luhan believed that he was still much better than him.
However, that was until they met face-to-face in the winter fashion week, where both of their designs were being showcased and Luhan had met him backstage. He'd heard rumors about Kyungsoo being unsociable and quiet, 'ice prince' they'd called him, but Luhan had decided not to conclude anything until he'd met him. But when they actually did meet, Luhan was convinced that Kyungsoo was nothing like what rumors said. He had nice eyes, and heart-shaped lips that smiled the most enthralling smile Luhan had ever seen. Maybe Kyungsoo wasn't so bad, he thought. Unfortunately, all his illusions were shattered in a matter of seconds because Kyungsoo was blunt, and he had to criticise each and everything about Luhan, as if his sole purpose in life was to annoy Luhan. Apparently, Luhan's fashion designs were 'tasteless and basic'. Since then Luhan decided that he didn't like Do Kyungsoo after all.
Sure, he had innocent eyes and a really captivating smile, and he was really close to Luhan's ideal type, but that was all a facade. Kyungsoo was actually a devil in disguise. Much to Luhan’s chagrin, they met in almost every fashion show afterwards.
After being overshadowed by Kyungsoo's fame for so long, this time he decides that he is going to prove how he is a better designer than Kyungsoo in the upcoming competition. He asks Jongdae for his number, and challenges him for the competition. A few hours later he gets a reply from Kyungsoo saying that his challenge has been accepted. Luhan smiles to himself, it's going to be such a treat to see Kyungsoo finally losing at something. That will teach him not to ever question Luhan's sense of fashion.
Kyungsoo has no idea why he likes provoking Luhan so much. Maybe it's because he just looks so hot when he is riled up, Luhan is always ready for any kind of challenge, his competitive streak is the reason why he likes him so much in the first place. He had been a fan of his designs himself, Luhan had authenticity, something a great deal of new designers lacked, so Kyungsoo was genuinely interested in Luhan. Even when they met at the winter fashion week, he had thought that Luhan was interesting. He was unbelievably pretty for a man, but he was a tough cookie, he was always tripping and fidgety before his models walked out in the runway, extra conscious of every little detail, Luhan would act like the whole sky was falling down if Kyungsoo so much as pointed out that the novelty of his designs were too fancy, it was an amusing sight to see.
But his new collections disappointed him, it lacked the authenticity that he loved in Luhan's most collections, now he was just chasing the trend like every other designer. So maybe he'd been a little rude when he'd said that Luhan's design were 'tasteless and basic', and he admits that he could have worded it a little more nicely, but it seemed like Luhan took it to his heart and his next collections were incredible, so much that even Kyungsoo was envious. But Luhan seemed just like the type to let praises get into his head. So, Kyungsoo thought the best way to motivate him would be to act like Luhan wasn’t at all improving. It was unlike himself, but it soon became a habit and it amused him the way Luhan's face twitched and he would grit his teeth and smile at Kyungsoo as if he wasn't affected at all.
So when he gets a message by unknown number claiming to be Luhan, challenging him to the upcoming fashion competition for new designers, Kyungsoo replies with a yes immediately. His lips upturn into a smile, he wasn't planning to be a part of the competition but something tells him that this is going to be a lot more fun and interesting, since Luhan is so hell-bent on beating him once and for all. He doesn't exactly doubt Luhan's skills, but it will be nice to see him try.
Luhan remembers the cheeky smile Kyungsoo had given him when they'd met just a few minutes ago, it stirs something inside his stomach. His eyes had looked sinister and Luhan instantly knew that he is up to no good, but Luhan has more things to worry about other than that, the show is starting in two hours and Luhan has been working hard for a month, the last week had been tedious and energy-draining, he hasn't looked at the mirror but he's sure that he has dark eye-bags under his eyes. One of his models, Jongin, tells him to take a break, wash his face and drink some coffee while he’s at it.
Luhan leaves for a coffee break entrusting everything on Jongin. He grabs coffee from the coffee house nearby. He's only passing by when he has a bright idea, maybe he should just go and look at what Kyungsoo’s preparing and show him how confident he is that he is going to win. Except Kyungsoo is nowhere to be seen, so Luhan just decides to observe his designs to know what he is going against.
Luhan scoffs. Kyungsoo's designs are not half bad but there is no way he is going to win. Luhan has been working hard for this competition, his eye bags speak for themselves, still he would be lying if he thought Kyungsoo's designs weren't worthy of being number one.
He's wasted enough time already so he decides to just leave, when he trips on a prop and it just so happens that one of Kyungsoo's model is coming right his way, Luhan lands on his butt and all his coffee lands on the sample of a white suit the model had been carrying, a pale brown stain forming on the suit. The model’s eyes widen in horror-- Luhan recognizes him as model Oh Sehun who works with Kyungsoo most of the time--and he gasps at Luhan as if he just murdered a puppy.
Luhan gets up in his feet and high tails out of there. His heart is racing when he gets further away from his room before Kyungsoo can come and see what Luhan has done. His coffee was entirely wasted and he grumbles about having to go and buy another cup, just so he can calm down and stop feeling guilty about what he just did.
When Luhan returns with another cup of coffee in his hands, there's a commotion in the green room. Jongin is panicking and Jongin never panics so it must be something scary. Jongin looks anxious as he says that the bow tie that was supposed to go with Jongin's dress shirt has mysteriously disappeared. That was one of the main theme for most his designs, a specifically patterned design, without it his designs will be incomplete and nothing special.
Luhan tells Jongin and every other models to search for the bowtie, but it's no use. Luhan sort of has a feeling that this case is not as ‘mysterious’ as it seems and he knows who the culprit might be. This is probably Kyungsoo's way of getting revenge on him for ruining his design. In his defense, the coffee thing was entirely an accident though Luhan didn't really regret it as much he should have. Sehun had seen it with his very own eyes that it was an accident, for all he knows the tall model could have twisted the story and made Luhan look like a psychopath who enjoys throwing coffee at people's suit while laughing maniacally. Luhan has never really liked Oh Sehun anyway, he is way too chummy with Kyungsoo. But is still hard to believe that Kyungsoo could stoop this low. Luhan decides that what has been done can't be undone, if Kyungsoo doesn't want to play fair then so be it.
Kyungsoo likes to think that he is actually very calm and rational even in the most dire situations. He tells himself that he should not lose his cool for simple things. But this is not a simple thing. The red satin dress he’d designed, that was meant to be worn by his model Soojung now has a big gaping hole at the back. Soojung looks white as paper, expecting Kyungsoo to show his infamous wrath on her, because she’d been careless enough to let the dress out of her sight. Kyungsoo doesn’t entirely blame her, there is not much the poor girl could have done, but it would be an understatement if he wasn’t mad. He doesn’t need to think twice to know that it was most probably Luhan, who else would want to sabotage him like this. Luhan’s face earlier had been over-confident, Kyungsoo should have known that he would do something stupid as this.
Well, If Luhan really wants to play then Kyungsoo will not be the one to disappoint. He beckons Sehun over and whispers his orders, Sehun looks extremely pleased as he nods. Kyungsoo had wanted to win this competition fairly, but Luhan just had to wound his pride by ruining his most favorite creation.
There is hardly twenty minutes left for the show and Luhan’s models being the first ones to walk the runway doesn’t make it any better. But now already a lot of his samples are ruined, there’s nothing he can do to save them, his models look only slightly better than homeless people. At least the knowledge of Kyungsoo’s designs being ruined and him being in distress makes him feel slightly better. Even though it’s not possible for either of them to win the competition now, Luhan isn’t ready to admit his defeat just yet. Kyungsoo is known to be a genius, he could still come up with something ridiculously artistic. Luhan is going to make sure he doesn’t.
Luhan feels a little guilty but this is the only countermeasure he could think of. His plan was to originally confront Kyungsoo and take him to the huge back closet and lock him up. Of course, Luhan wasn’t that mean of a person, he would quickly open it up after the competition was over, but he should have made a more elaborate plan. He’d asked Tao, a friend who was in charge of backstage, Tao had looked at him suspiciously but thankfully didn’t ask him any questions.
Kyungsoo huffs, his arms are folded against his chest and he has an unimpressed expression on his face, eyebrows knitted together. Luhan can’t help but notice how attractive he looks in a simple white shirt.
But Kyungsoo stills seems very pissed off at him, what with all the accusations Luhan made on him for being a sore loser but now honestly, Luhan is starting to get a little nervous under his murderous gaze. He thinks that it’s better to get away from here and he needs to act fast if he wants his plan to work. He mock-salutes once at Kyungsoo and turns the doorknob. The doorknob doesn't move, Luhan twists it with all his strength, but it’s stuck. He vaguely remembers Tao warning him earlier that the lock of the closet is broken and not to push it too hard in case he goes inside. He feels in his pocket to find the keys but they’re gone. Oops.
Kyungsoo is too smart not to notice that something is wrong. "Oh my god, Luhan. What the fuck did you do?" Kyungsoo checks at the door and tries to open it himself, to no avail. He narrows his eyebrows and gives Luhan the nastiest glare ever.
"I-it wasn't me. It was Tao." He knows that Kyungsoo isn't going to believe him but he might as well try.
Kyungsoo ruffles his hair and curses under his breath. Luhan averts his eyes, because he seriously believes that Kyungsoo can kill him by the sheer power of his gaze. He knows that it's childish, but he wouldn't put it past him. He'd heard gossips about Kyungsoo belonging to some mafia before he chose to be a designer, Luhan had laughed it off but now he's sort of scared. That seems like the only plausible reason why his heart is beating so fast. And currently these thoughts are doing nothing to reassure him, considering he's sharing this small confined space with Kyungsoo. Alone.
Kyungsoo looks menacing as he slowly makes his way to Luhan, not breaking the eye contact even once. Luhan cowers and walks backward, bumping into the wall. Sometimes, Luhan forgets that Kyungsoo is inches shorter than him. Doesn't make him any less intimidating.
Of all things he'd expected, a flick on his forehead was definitely not it. It still hurts though, and Luhan lets out a rather unmanly yelp.
"You do realize that we have a show going on right?" Luhan rubs his forehead with a pout. Of course, he knows that. "You're such an idiot."
"I know, okay. But you didn't have to resort to violence!" Luhan says, because Luhan might be a little stupid after all. He takes out his phone from his pocket, he's going to call Tao right now and ask him to take him out of here, he can't take this any longer. "I'm calling Tao." Except his phone chooses right that moment to die, he’d forgotten to charge it what with all the rush for the preparation. He lets out a miserable groan, even Kyungsoo clucks his tongue at him. Luhan would have punched his pretty face but he's not as violent as some people.
"Why don't you try getting us out of here?" Kyungsoo looks awfully nonchalant for someone who is stuck in a messy closet with his biggest competitor. Luhan feels sort-of out of place, being so nervous and all.
Kyungsoo sighs. "I can't. I left my phone back there. This is your fault anyway. You should be the one trying to get us out of here."
Luhan might as well throw the thought of winning the competition out the window now. And to think that Luhan spend a whole week fantasizing about his victory, for everything to be ruined in the end.
Just then the light bulb flickers once, twice and then everything goes dark. Great. This is exactly what he needed right now.
“This is all because of you, you know.” Luhan says miserably. Kyungsoo snorts when Luhan’s voice sounds like he is about to break down and cry anytime now. He feels a little frustrated because he can’t believe Luhan would actually do all those things. He definitely underestimated him.
“You were the one who threw coffee at my suit.”
“Hey. That one was an accident!”
“Yeah but the rest of it was not.”
“Touché.” Luhan has to admit though, it was pretty mean of him. He would have died in embarrassment if it had been one his designs. Luhan can’t even stop laughing just thinking about it.
“You know what, this was actually a really bad idea. I’m sorry.” He feels a little apologetic now. “But it was your fault, too. You stole my bowtie.”
“I didn’t steal your bowtie.” Kyungsoo says defensively. “But I did ask Sehun to steal your crochet pins so I’m sorry too I guess.”
Oh. He never thought he would live to see the day when Kyungsoo says sorry, but it feels good. It’s good that Kyungsoo regrets what he did, Luhan regrets it too, he can’t believe he acted so childishly, like little kids fighting in the playground. He feels sorry for his and Kyungsoo’s models that they had to go through this atrocity. Jongin is going to kill him for disappearing at the last moment. Luhan can already imagine the look on the faces of the judges, it would have been priceless and absolutely hilarious.
“Can we please forget that any of this happened?”
There’s a little shuffling, Luhan can’t make out anything in the dark, but he guesses Kyungsoo is trying to sit down. Luhan’s butt hurts a little from earlier, maybe he should just sit down too.
“Okay. But you still have to get us out of here.” Luhan hides his face in his hands and whines.
A silence that follows afterwards makes Luhan highly uncomfortable. He attributes it to the loud sound of Kyungsoo breathing beside him, it almost feels like Kyungsoo is breathing right into his ears.
"We should do something to pass the time. Let’s play games." Luhan suggests, anything for distraction, also he thinks he will go crazy if he has to stay here doing practically nothing until Tao or somebody finally comes looking for them. Kyungsoo seems to like the idea, but tells Luhan to decide whatever they're going to play because Kyungsoo has never been fond of games and he can't really think of anything right now.
"How about rock, paper, scissors?"
"I can't even clearly see your face right now, how do you think I'm supposed to know whether you've got rock, paper or scissors?" That means rock, paper, scissors is out of the question. Luhan should have known that much. As if Kyungsoo doesn't already think he is stupid enough. Luhan can actually imagine him rolling his eyes and making that face Kyungsoo makes when Luhan does something particularly dumb. It's not always that way, Luhan is actually a pretty level-headed person, it's just that Kyungsoo manages to bring out his clumsiness and dumb side for some strange reason, which is why Kyungsoo has a perpetual impression of him as a good-for-nothing.
"Hey. Did you fall asleep?" Kyungsoo asks. Luhan also has a habit of zoning out mid-conversations, but it's mostly when he's thinking about Kyungsoo. It's all Kyungsoo's fault, really.
"Oh my god. Don't tell me you fainted." Kyungsoo's voice sounds louder, maybe he'd shifted closer, Luhan lifts his fingers, his fingers touch something soft, Kyungsoo's cheeks probably, Luhan retracts his hand awkwardly.
"Oh, so you're still conscious." Kyungsoo sighs. Luhan scoffs and tells him to just move away, he's invading his personal space, to which Kyungsoo blatantly denies saying that he was just checking on him. Luhan's stomach does that little flip when he thinks that Kyungsoo is actually concerned about him. It's just because that is surprising, not that Luhan likes it or anything.
"So did you think of something?"
Right. He was trying to think of something to pass the time, something that didn't require seeing his hands.
"How about seven minutes of heaven?" Luhan blurts out without thinking, and only realizes a second later what he just suggested. His mind just conjured that up out of nowhere, it is probably because this whole situation reminds him of that one time he played the game in high school, his partner wasn’t nearly as attractive and they didn’t even kiss. It is definitely not because he wants to kiss Kyungsoo or anything.
"Oh. That sounds good." Luhan can imagine the evil smirk on his Kyungsoo's face. Stupid, stupid Luhan. Why did he even say that? "I've never played that before." Luhan sighs in relief, maybe it's not an entirely a lost cause, maybe he could still salvage his dignity by making it out to be some odd version of Chinese whisper, maybe- "I know how it's played though." Fuck.
“But you didn’t have to make excuses if you wanted to kiss me so badly.” Luhan gapes. That was not why he said they should play games. He’s pretty sure this is another one of Kyungsoo’s antics to annoy him. But he still doesn’t want Kyungsoo to get the wrong idea.
He can hear Kyungsoo shifting closer. “You could have asked nicely.” Kyungsoo’s voice gets softer and seductive all of a sudden. Luhan’s heartbeat spikes up.
And then Kyungsoo is kissing him, one hand coming to wind around his neck and one hand resting on his lap. It's a simple peck, their lips barely touching, but Luhan still loses the train of his coherent thoughts, because holy shit Kyungsoo is kissing him. Kyungsoo leans away, and Luhan almost expects him to laugh at him and tell him it was all a joke and that he is dumb. His hand is still on his lap though and it feels hot where Kyungsoo is touching him. Suddenly the room feels ten times hotter than it had felt a minute ago.
"It wasn’t that hard right?" Kyungsoo's whispers,sending a chill through his spine. Luhan didn't dislike it, but he doesn't want to admit that he liked it either, also he doesn't think he can manage a coherent response with Kyungsoo at such close proximity. Luhan makes a choked noise in his throat. He is grateful that it's dark, he doesn't want Kyungsoo to see the weird expression that he probably has on his face right now.
He can hear Kyungsoo letting out a deep breath, then he is leaning in again. This time, it's a full kiss, and Luhan doesn't waste any second and reciprocates easily, Kyungsoo licks his lower lip before Luhan parts his tongue just a little and sucks on Kyungsoo's tongue. He knows he should be concerned about how he is currently making out with his arch-rival, but it feels so good. Especially when Kyungsoo moans into the kiss, making melodious noises that Luhan never imagined he could make. He can feel the blood rushing to his groin. He's never wanted someone as much as this before.
Kyungsoo straddles him effectively as he kisses on his jaw, neck and the skin above his collarbones. Luhan's hands move on their own accord, as they ride up Kyungsoo's shirt, exploring his skin that feels feather soft under his touch. Luhan had expected Kyungsoo to be rough, but he is gentle and so dreadfully slow that Luhan thinks he is doing it on purpose just to wind him up. Luhan ruts his hips into Kyungsoo's and it sends a spark of pleasure, so he keeps rutting into him eagerly. Kyungsoo kisses him on the lips once again, a little roughly this time.
Kyungsoo hesitates before pulling down his zipper and pulling out his hardening cock in his hands. "Is this okay?" Kyungsoo whispers seductively into his ears. Luhan nods absentmindedly before tilting his head and kissing the skin under his ears, there's no way Luhan can say no at this point.
Kyungsoo goes lower as he parts both his legs with his hands. Kyungsoo kisses the head of his cock teasingly, licking the underside before working his hands along the shaft and when Luhan starts panting, biting back moans, he takes the half of his length into his mouth, making obscene noises as he sucks. Luhan thrusts further into his mouth, growing impatient with the pace.
Luhan threads his fingers through Kyungsoo’s hair and tugs, which finally gives Kyungsoo the cue to go faster, he takes the entire length into his mouth---or at least, as much as he can, while his other hand is jerking him leisurely--his cock twitches when Kyungsoo moans with his dick in his mouth. He throws his head back in pleasure, with Kyungsoo’s tongue doing wonderful things around his cock, he knows that he is close.
Luhan pulls out his cock from Kyungsoo’s mouth, he comes with a whimper of Kyungsoo’s name, and he imagines the white streak of his come stroking Kyungsoo’s face, not being able to see him in the dark is simultaneously a good thing and a bad thing.
Kyungsoo’s hard-on brushes against his hips, and Luhan hazily remembers that Kyungsoo is still very hard. Luhan pulls out his cock from his pants, thinking that it would be unfair not to return the favour.
“Luhan.” Kyungsoo moans. Luhan thinks that Kyungsoo moaning his name might be just his favorite sound in the world ever. He circles his thumb around the tip of his dick, pumping his slowly, exactly how Kyungsoo had done with him earlier. Luhan only increases the pace, when Kyungsoo bites into his shoulder. Soon Kyungsoo is coming all over his hands, and he flops lazily into his arms.
Luhan finds it endearing to think that Kyungsoo is acting so clingy, with his face hidden into the juncture between Luhan’s neck and shoulder. They’re both breathing heavily, high from the orgasm. Luhan finally lets it sink into his head.
Kyungsoo gets up silently, then he throws some rug at Luhan to clean his hands. Luhan thinks he should say something but he doesn’t know what. He doesn’t even know why they just did what they did. What is the meaning of all this?
Kyungsoo coughs awkwardly. “Uh, I know the timing is really bad, especially since these kind of things should be established way earlier but um, I like you..” Luhan can hear the sincerity in his voice, he imagines Kyungsoo blushing while he speaks. Luhan feels just a little giddy.
But Kyungsoo liking him is too strange of a concept that Luhan can’t even begin fathom it. He’d been convinced that Luhan hated Kyungsoo and the feeling was mutual, but maybe what he’d felt was much more complicated.
“It’s okay, I understand if you don't like me-”
“No. I-I like you, too.” Luhan says. It makes sense why his opinions would matter so much, why Luhan would keep thinking about Kyungsoo at random times for no reasons at all, and why he secretly liked it when Kyungsoo smiled his way.
Kyungsoo lets out a breathy laughter. “Really? Because I would like to kiss you again. But preferably, when I can see your face.”
Luhan takes him by surprise when he tackles him into the ground. Their noses bump, Luhan is too heavy for Kyungsoo to push him away, and it is such an awkward position to be in, but Kyungsoo doesn’t mind.
“Or we could just keep kissing in the dark until someone finds us.”
For: melon_soo
Rating: NC-17
Length: 4468 words
Summary: Thanks to one disastrous fashion show, Luhan realizes that he might have a thing for Kyungsoo.
Warning(s): smut, hansoo acting unprofessional and spoiled
Luhan doesn't exactly know when their rivalry started, everything had been perfect in his life before Kyungsoo, Luhan enjoyed the fame and attention as the youngest Fashion prodigy in Seoul, his designs were one of the most well-received for a new designer during summer of 2013, with all the TV appearances and awards and nominations, everyone had been convinced that Luhan would be the next top designer of Asia, the trend-setter. That's when Kyungsoo showed up and stole his title from right under his nose. Still, Luhan wasn’t fazed by his popularity, Luhan believed that he was still much better than him.
However, that was until they met face-to-face in the winter fashion week, where both of their designs were being showcased and Luhan had met him backstage. He'd heard rumors about Kyungsoo being unsociable and quiet, 'ice prince' they'd called him, but Luhan had decided not to conclude anything until he'd met him. But when they actually did meet, Luhan was convinced that Kyungsoo was nothing like what rumors said. He had nice eyes, and heart-shaped lips that smiled the most enthralling smile Luhan had ever seen. Maybe Kyungsoo wasn't so bad, he thought. Unfortunately, all his illusions were shattered in a matter of seconds because Kyungsoo was blunt, and he had to criticise each and everything about Luhan, as if his sole purpose in life was to annoy Luhan. Apparently, Luhan's fashion designs were 'tasteless and basic'. Since then Luhan decided that he didn't like Do Kyungsoo after all.
Sure, he had innocent eyes and a really captivating smile, and he was really close to Luhan's ideal type, but that was all a facade. Kyungsoo was actually a devil in disguise. Much to Luhan’s chagrin, they met in almost every fashion show afterwards.
After being overshadowed by Kyungsoo's fame for so long, this time he decides that he is going to prove how he is a better designer than Kyungsoo in the upcoming competition. He asks Jongdae for his number, and challenges him for the competition. A few hours later he gets a reply from Kyungsoo saying that his challenge has been accepted. Luhan smiles to himself, it's going to be such a treat to see Kyungsoo finally losing at something. That will teach him not to ever question Luhan's sense of fashion.
Kyungsoo has no idea why he likes provoking Luhan so much. Maybe it's because he just looks so hot when he is riled up, Luhan is always ready for any kind of challenge, his competitive streak is the reason why he likes him so much in the first place. He had been a fan of his designs himself, Luhan had authenticity, something a great deal of new designers lacked, so Kyungsoo was genuinely interested in Luhan. Even when they met at the winter fashion week, he had thought that Luhan was interesting. He was unbelievably pretty for a man, but he was a tough cookie, he was always tripping and fidgety before his models walked out in the runway, extra conscious of every little detail, Luhan would act like the whole sky was falling down if Kyungsoo so much as pointed out that the novelty of his designs were too fancy, it was an amusing sight to see.
But his new collections disappointed him, it lacked the authenticity that he loved in Luhan's most collections, now he was just chasing the trend like every other designer. So maybe he'd been a little rude when he'd said that Luhan's design were 'tasteless and basic', and he admits that he could have worded it a little more nicely, but it seemed like Luhan took it to his heart and his next collections were incredible, so much that even Kyungsoo was envious. But Luhan seemed just like the type to let praises get into his head. So, Kyungsoo thought the best way to motivate him would be to act like Luhan wasn’t at all improving. It was unlike himself, but it soon became a habit and it amused him the way Luhan's face twitched and he would grit his teeth and smile at Kyungsoo as if he wasn't affected at all.
So when he gets a message by unknown number claiming to be Luhan, challenging him to the upcoming fashion competition for new designers, Kyungsoo replies with a yes immediately. His lips upturn into a smile, he wasn't planning to be a part of the competition but something tells him that this is going to be a lot more fun and interesting, since Luhan is so hell-bent on beating him once and for all. He doesn't exactly doubt Luhan's skills, but it will be nice to see him try.
Luhan remembers the cheeky smile Kyungsoo had given him when they'd met just a few minutes ago, it stirs something inside his stomach. His eyes had looked sinister and Luhan instantly knew that he is up to no good, but Luhan has more things to worry about other than that, the show is starting in two hours and Luhan has been working hard for a month, the last week had been tedious and energy-draining, he hasn't looked at the mirror but he's sure that he has dark eye-bags under his eyes. One of his models, Jongin, tells him to take a break, wash his face and drink some coffee while he’s at it.
Luhan leaves for a coffee break entrusting everything on Jongin. He grabs coffee from the coffee house nearby. He's only passing by when he has a bright idea, maybe he should just go and look at what Kyungsoo’s preparing and show him how confident he is that he is going to win. Except Kyungsoo is nowhere to be seen, so Luhan just decides to observe his designs to know what he is going against.
Luhan scoffs. Kyungsoo's designs are not half bad but there is no way he is going to win. Luhan has been working hard for this competition, his eye bags speak for themselves, still he would be lying if he thought Kyungsoo's designs weren't worthy of being number one.
He's wasted enough time already so he decides to just leave, when he trips on a prop and it just so happens that one of Kyungsoo's model is coming right his way, Luhan lands on his butt and all his coffee lands on the sample of a white suit the model had been carrying, a pale brown stain forming on the suit. The model’s eyes widen in horror-- Luhan recognizes him as model Oh Sehun who works with Kyungsoo most of the time--and he gasps at Luhan as if he just murdered a puppy.
Luhan gets up in his feet and high tails out of there. His heart is racing when he gets further away from his room before Kyungsoo can come and see what Luhan has done. His coffee was entirely wasted and he grumbles about having to go and buy another cup, just so he can calm down and stop feeling guilty about what he just did.
When Luhan returns with another cup of coffee in his hands, there's a commotion in the green room. Jongin is panicking and Jongin never panics so it must be something scary. Jongin looks anxious as he says that the bow tie that was supposed to go with Jongin's dress shirt has mysteriously disappeared. That was one of the main theme for most his designs, a specifically patterned design, without it his designs will be incomplete and nothing special.
Luhan tells Jongin and every other models to search for the bowtie, but it's no use. Luhan sort of has a feeling that this case is not as ‘mysterious’ as it seems and he knows who the culprit might be. This is probably Kyungsoo's way of getting revenge on him for ruining his design. In his defense, the coffee thing was entirely an accident though Luhan didn't really regret it as much he should have. Sehun had seen it with his very own eyes that it was an accident, for all he knows the tall model could have twisted the story and made Luhan look like a psychopath who enjoys throwing coffee at people's suit while laughing maniacally. Luhan has never really liked Oh Sehun anyway, he is way too chummy with Kyungsoo. But is still hard to believe that Kyungsoo could stoop this low. Luhan decides that what has been done can't be undone, if Kyungsoo doesn't want to play fair then so be it.
Kyungsoo likes to think that he is actually very calm and rational even in the most dire situations. He tells himself that he should not lose his cool for simple things. But this is not a simple thing. The red satin dress he’d designed, that was meant to be worn by his model Soojung now has a big gaping hole at the back. Soojung looks white as paper, expecting Kyungsoo to show his infamous wrath on her, because she’d been careless enough to let the dress out of her sight. Kyungsoo doesn’t entirely blame her, there is not much the poor girl could have done, but it would be an understatement if he wasn’t mad. He doesn’t need to think twice to know that it was most probably Luhan, who else would want to sabotage him like this. Luhan’s face earlier had been over-confident, Kyungsoo should have known that he would do something stupid as this.
Well, If Luhan really wants to play then Kyungsoo will not be the one to disappoint. He beckons Sehun over and whispers his orders, Sehun looks extremely pleased as he nods. Kyungsoo had wanted to win this competition fairly, but Luhan just had to wound his pride by ruining his most favorite creation.
There is hardly twenty minutes left for the show and Luhan’s models being the first ones to walk the runway doesn’t make it any better. But now already a lot of his samples are ruined, there’s nothing he can do to save them, his models look only slightly better than homeless people. At least the knowledge of Kyungsoo’s designs being ruined and him being in distress makes him feel slightly better. Even though it’s not possible for either of them to win the competition now, Luhan isn’t ready to admit his defeat just yet. Kyungsoo is known to be a genius, he could still come up with something ridiculously artistic. Luhan is going to make sure he doesn’t.
Luhan feels a little guilty but this is the only countermeasure he could think of. His plan was to originally confront Kyungsoo and take him to the huge back closet and lock him up. Of course, Luhan wasn’t that mean of a person, he would quickly open it up after the competition was over, but he should have made a more elaborate plan. He’d asked Tao, a friend who was in charge of backstage, Tao had looked at him suspiciously but thankfully didn’t ask him any questions.
Kyungsoo huffs, his arms are folded against his chest and he has an unimpressed expression on his face, eyebrows knitted together. Luhan can’t help but notice how attractive he looks in a simple white shirt.
But Kyungsoo stills seems very pissed off at him, what with all the accusations Luhan made on him for being a sore loser but now honestly, Luhan is starting to get a little nervous under his murderous gaze. He thinks that it’s better to get away from here and he needs to act fast if he wants his plan to work. He mock-salutes once at Kyungsoo and turns the doorknob. The doorknob doesn't move, Luhan twists it with all his strength, but it’s stuck. He vaguely remembers Tao warning him earlier that the lock of the closet is broken and not to push it too hard in case he goes inside. He feels in his pocket to find the keys but they’re gone. Oops.
Kyungsoo is too smart not to notice that something is wrong. "Oh my god, Luhan. What the fuck did you do?" Kyungsoo checks at the door and tries to open it himself, to no avail. He narrows his eyebrows and gives Luhan the nastiest glare ever.
"I-it wasn't me. It was Tao." He knows that Kyungsoo isn't going to believe him but he might as well try.
Kyungsoo ruffles his hair and curses under his breath. Luhan averts his eyes, because he seriously believes that Kyungsoo can kill him by the sheer power of his gaze. He knows that it's childish, but he wouldn't put it past him. He'd heard gossips about Kyungsoo belonging to some mafia before he chose to be a designer, Luhan had laughed it off but now he's sort of scared. That seems like the only plausible reason why his heart is beating so fast. And currently these thoughts are doing nothing to reassure him, considering he's sharing this small confined space with Kyungsoo. Alone.
Kyungsoo looks menacing as he slowly makes his way to Luhan, not breaking the eye contact even once. Luhan cowers and walks backward, bumping into the wall. Sometimes, Luhan forgets that Kyungsoo is inches shorter than him. Doesn't make him any less intimidating.
Of all things he'd expected, a flick on his forehead was definitely not it. It still hurts though, and Luhan lets out a rather unmanly yelp.
"You do realize that we have a show going on right?" Luhan rubs his forehead with a pout. Of course, he knows that. "You're such an idiot."
"I know, okay. But you didn't have to resort to violence!" Luhan says, because Luhan might be a little stupid after all. He takes out his phone from his pocket, he's going to call Tao right now and ask him to take him out of here, he can't take this any longer. "I'm calling Tao." Except his phone chooses right that moment to die, he’d forgotten to charge it what with all the rush for the preparation. He lets out a miserable groan, even Kyungsoo clucks his tongue at him. Luhan would have punched his pretty face but he's not as violent as some people.
"Why don't you try getting us out of here?" Kyungsoo looks awfully nonchalant for someone who is stuck in a messy closet with his biggest competitor. Luhan feels sort-of out of place, being so nervous and all.
Kyungsoo sighs. "I can't. I left my phone back there. This is your fault anyway. You should be the one trying to get us out of here."
Luhan might as well throw the thought of winning the competition out the window now. And to think that Luhan spend a whole week fantasizing about his victory, for everything to be ruined in the end.
Just then the light bulb flickers once, twice and then everything goes dark. Great. This is exactly what he needed right now.
“This is all because of you, you know.” Luhan says miserably. Kyungsoo snorts when Luhan’s voice sounds like he is about to break down and cry anytime now. He feels a little frustrated because he can’t believe Luhan would actually do all those things. He definitely underestimated him.
“You were the one who threw coffee at my suit.”
“Hey. That one was an accident!”
“Yeah but the rest of it was not.”
“Touché.” Luhan has to admit though, it was pretty mean of him. He would have died in embarrassment if it had been one his designs. Luhan can’t even stop laughing just thinking about it.
“You know what, this was actually a really bad idea. I’m sorry.” He feels a little apologetic now. “But it was your fault, too. You stole my bowtie.”
“I didn’t steal your bowtie.” Kyungsoo says defensively. “But I did ask Sehun to steal your crochet pins so I’m sorry too I guess.”
Oh. He never thought he would live to see the day when Kyungsoo says sorry, but it feels good. It’s good that Kyungsoo regrets what he did, Luhan regrets it too, he can’t believe he acted so childishly, like little kids fighting in the playground. He feels sorry for his and Kyungsoo’s models that they had to go through this atrocity. Jongin is going to kill him for disappearing at the last moment. Luhan can already imagine the look on the faces of the judges, it would have been priceless and absolutely hilarious.
“Can we please forget that any of this happened?”
There’s a little shuffling, Luhan can’t make out anything in the dark, but he guesses Kyungsoo is trying to sit down. Luhan’s butt hurts a little from earlier, maybe he should just sit down too.
“Okay. But you still have to get us out of here.” Luhan hides his face in his hands and whines.
A silence that follows afterwards makes Luhan highly uncomfortable. He attributes it to the loud sound of Kyungsoo breathing beside him, it almost feels like Kyungsoo is breathing right into his ears.
"We should do something to pass the time. Let’s play games." Luhan suggests, anything for distraction, also he thinks he will go crazy if he has to stay here doing practically nothing until Tao or somebody finally comes looking for them. Kyungsoo seems to like the idea, but tells Luhan to decide whatever they're going to play because Kyungsoo has never been fond of games and he can't really think of anything right now.
"How about rock, paper, scissors?"
"I can't even clearly see your face right now, how do you think I'm supposed to know whether you've got rock, paper or scissors?" That means rock, paper, scissors is out of the question. Luhan should have known that much. As if Kyungsoo doesn't already think he is stupid enough. Luhan can actually imagine him rolling his eyes and making that face Kyungsoo makes when Luhan does something particularly dumb. It's not always that way, Luhan is actually a pretty level-headed person, it's just that Kyungsoo manages to bring out his clumsiness and dumb side for some strange reason, which is why Kyungsoo has a perpetual impression of him as a good-for-nothing.
"Hey. Did you fall asleep?" Kyungsoo asks. Luhan also has a habit of zoning out mid-conversations, but it's mostly when he's thinking about Kyungsoo. It's all Kyungsoo's fault, really.
"Oh my god. Don't tell me you fainted." Kyungsoo's voice sounds louder, maybe he'd shifted closer, Luhan lifts his fingers, his fingers touch something soft, Kyungsoo's cheeks probably, Luhan retracts his hand awkwardly.
"Oh, so you're still conscious." Kyungsoo sighs. Luhan scoffs and tells him to just move away, he's invading his personal space, to which Kyungsoo blatantly denies saying that he was just checking on him. Luhan's stomach does that little flip when he thinks that Kyungsoo is actually concerned about him. It's just because that is surprising, not that Luhan likes it or anything.
"So did you think of something?"
Right. He was trying to think of something to pass the time, something that didn't require seeing his hands.
"How about seven minutes of heaven?" Luhan blurts out without thinking, and only realizes a second later what he just suggested. His mind just conjured that up out of nowhere, it is probably because this whole situation reminds him of that one time he played the game in high school, his partner wasn’t nearly as attractive and they didn’t even kiss. It is definitely not because he wants to kiss Kyungsoo or anything.
"Oh. That sounds good." Luhan can imagine the evil smirk on his Kyungsoo's face. Stupid, stupid Luhan. Why did he even say that? "I've never played that before." Luhan sighs in relief, maybe it's not an entirely a lost cause, maybe he could still salvage his dignity by making it out to be some odd version of Chinese whisper, maybe- "I know how it's played though." Fuck.
“But you didn’t have to make excuses if you wanted to kiss me so badly.” Luhan gapes. That was not why he said they should play games. He’s pretty sure this is another one of Kyungsoo’s antics to annoy him. But he still doesn’t want Kyungsoo to get the wrong idea.
He can hear Kyungsoo shifting closer. “You could have asked nicely.” Kyungsoo’s voice gets softer and seductive all of a sudden. Luhan’s heartbeat spikes up.
And then Kyungsoo is kissing him, one hand coming to wind around his neck and one hand resting on his lap. It's a simple peck, their lips barely touching, but Luhan still loses the train of his coherent thoughts, because holy shit Kyungsoo is kissing him. Kyungsoo leans away, and Luhan almost expects him to laugh at him and tell him it was all a joke and that he is dumb. His hand is still on his lap though and it feels hot where Kyungsoo is touching him. Suddenly the room feels ten times hotter than it had felt a minute ago.
"It wasn’t that hard right?" Kyungsoo's whispers,sending a chill through his spine. Luhan didn't dislike it, but he doesn't want to admit that he liked it either, also he doesn't think he can manage a coherent response with Kyungsoo at such close proximity. Luhan makes a choked noise in his throat. He is grateful that it's dark, he doesn't want Kyungsoo to see the weird expression that he probably has on his face right now.
He can hear Kyungsoo letting out a deep breath, then he is leaning in again. This time, it's a full kiss, and Luhan doesn't waste any second and reciprocates easily, Kyungsoo licks his lower lip before Luhan parts his tongue just a little and sucks on Kyungsoo's tongue. He knows he should be concerned about how he is currently making out with his arch-rival, but it feels so good. Especially when Kyungsoo moans into the kiss, making melodious noises that Luhan never imagined he could make. He can feel the blood rushing to his groin. He's never wanted someone as much as this before.
Kyungsoo straddles him effectively as he kisses on his jaw, neck and the skin above his collarbones. Luhan's hands move on their own accord, as they ride up Kyungsoo's shirt, exploring his skin that feels feather soft under his touch. Luhan had expected Kyungsoo to be rough, but he is gentle and so dreadfully slow that Luhan thinks he is doing it on purpose just to wind him up. Luhan ruts his hips into Kyungsoo's and it sends a spark of pleasure, so he keeps rutting into him eagerly. Kyungsoo kisses him on the lips once again, a little roughly this time.
Kyungsoo hesitates before pulling down his zipper and pulling out his hardening cock in his hands. "Is this okay?" Kyungsoo whispers seductively into his ears. Luhan nods absentmindedly before tilting his head and kissing the skin under his ears, there's no way Luhan can say no at this point.
Kyungsoo goes lower as he parts both his legs with his hands. Kyungsoo kisses the head of his cock teasingly, licking the underside before working his hands along the shaft and when Luhan starts panting, biting back moans, he takes the half of his length into his mouth, making obscene noises as he sucks. Luhan thrusts further into his mouth, growing impatient with the pace.
Luhan threads his fingers through Kyungsoo’s hair and tugs, which finally gives Kyungsoo the cue to go faster, he takes the entire length into his mouth---or at least, as much as he can, while his other hand is jerking him leisurely--his cock twitches when Kyungsoo moans with his dick in his mouth. He throws his head back in pleasure, with Kyungsoo’s tongue doing wonderful things around his cock, he knows that he is close.
Luhan pulls out his cock from Kyungsoo’s mouth, he comes with a whimper of Kyungsoo’s name, and he imagines the white streak of his come stroking Kyungsoo’s face, not being able to see him in the dark is simultaneously a good thing and a bad thing.
Kyungsoo’s hard-on brushes against his hips, and Luhan hazily remembers that Kyungsoo is still very hard. Luhan pulls out his cock from his pants, thinking that it would be unfair not to return the favour.
“Luhan.” Kyungsoo moans. Luhan thinks that Kyungsoo moaning his name might be just his favorite sound in the world ever. He circles his thumb around the tip of his dick, pumping his slowly, exactly how Kyungsoo had done with him earlier. Luhan only increases the pace, when Kyungsoo bites into his shoulder. Soon Kyungsoo is coming all over his hands, and he flops lazily into his arms.
Luhan finds it endearing to think that Kyungsoo is acting so clingy, with his face hidden into the juncture between Luhan’s neck and shoulder. They’re both breathing heavily, high from the orgasm. Luhan finally lets it sink into his head.
Kyungsoo gets up silently, then he throws some rug at Luhan to clean his hands. Luhan thinks he should say something but he doesn’t know what. He doesn’t even know why they just did what they did. What is the meaning of all this?
Kyungsoo coughs awkwardly. “Uh, I know the timing is really bad, especially since these kind of things should be established way earlier but um, I like you..” Luhan can hear the sincerity in his voice, he imagines Kyungsoo blushing while he speaks. Luhan feels just a little giddy.
But Kyungsoo liking him is too strange of a concept that Luhan can’t even begin fathom it. He’d been convinced that Luhan hated Kyungsoo and the feeling was mutual, but maybe what he’d felt was much more complicated.
“It’s okay, I understand if you don't like me-”
“No. I-I like you, too.” Luhan says. It makes sense why his opinions would matter so much, why Luhan would keep thinking about Kyungsoo at random times for no reasons at all, and why he secretly liked it when Kyungsoo smiled his way.
Kyungsoo lets out a breathy laughter. “Really? Because I would like to kiss you again. But preferably, when I can see your face.”
Luhan takes him by surprise when he tackles him into the ground. Their noses bump, Luhan is too heavy for Kyungsoo to push him away, and it is such an awkward position to be in, but Kyungsoo doesn’t mind.
“Or we could just keep kissing in the dark until someone finds us.”