baekhyun thinks it's a ridiculous idea to volunteer at the local kids' day at the park, especially when he has to dress up as a princess. jasmine might have been one of his favorites because of her sexy outfit, but the last thing he ever wanted to do was wear it, and now he's stuck in public with a crop top and balloon pants, his stupid wig making his scalp itch like crazy. but the way that the little girls smile at him and ask for pictures with 'eonni' have him grinning back, pitching his voice as high and girly as he can, because aside from his giant fear of tummy pudge spilling over the top of his pants, he might actually be having fun.
especially when he spots snow white across the way, in his equally as dumb outfit, goofy little red bow pinned to his hair and awful lipstick enhancing that the other really is white as snow. and baekhyun thinks it's a little stupid to be attracted to some random guy in disney get up, but no one ever said he couldn't, so he is. how about them apples, society?
and as the day drags on he finds himself slipping more from his post, ditching aladdin while he naps in the shade to make idle chitchat with the other 'princess.' "so," he says, sidling up to the snow white as he drags the sound out enough to be noticed. "what brings someone as pretty as you to these parts?"
the flat stare he receives from the other has his heart dropping a little before the guy perks up, grinning. "same thing as you, probably," he laughs, eyes very pointedly dragging from baekhyun's bad headband all the way down to his ugly curly-toed shoes. he tries to suck in his stomach as unnoticably as he can, just in case.
baekhyun nods sagely, opening his mouth to say something else when three little girls come up to them, and he thinks that real talk will have to wait til later.
except he doesn't get later, because after he's changed out of his outfit, he can't find snow white anywhere, and a look at his watch has him groaning because he's late for the silly blind date that baekbeom set him up with. so it's with a heavy heart that he catches a cab to the restaurant they're supposed to meet at, standing awkwardly by the host's counter while he waits for this 'junmyeon' to show up.
not five minutes later, someone walks through the door in a suit and tie and baekhyun sucks in a breath because hot damn is he attractive, and the face seems kinda familiar--
"snow white?" he laughs, clapping excitedly because that is how he shows his excitement.
"jasmine?" the other parrots, raising a delicate eyebrow and ushering baekhyun to his seat.
"well my real name is baekhyun," he says, taking a seat and raking appreciative eyes over junmyeon as he sits. "i was told you're junmyeon, is that right?"
"yes," the other says, nodding. baekhyun thinks his voice is nice, and immediately starts up a game of footies while they wait for their water cups.
this continues on until dinner is done, and baekhyun can't remember a single thing they talked about, because he was too busy watching the way junmyeon's mouth moved, the delicate, prim way he seemed to eat and drink everything, and he's so hard it hurts in his skinny jeans.
"come back to my place?" he offers, probably being far too bold by society's standards, but again, when junmyeon grins almost wolfishly at him and agrees, baekhyun can only say how bout them apples, society?
it's only once they're in his bed, with clothes mostly off that he starts feeling self-conscious again, and he tries again to suck his tummy in, just in case it scares junmyeon off.
the other notices of course, laughing and poking at it. "i think it's cute," is all he says, and baekhyun breathes a sigh of relief which quickly leads into a moan, and some of the best sex he's ever had.
later on, baekhyun thinks back to their fateful meeting, and the way that their entire relationship seemed to be written in stone from the very beginning and smiles. or more accurately, written in the cum stains on baekhyun's bed sheets, which has him snickering and junmyeon letting out a long-suffering sigh beside him.
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Fanfica series of short, probably unrelated, drabbles based on prompts from the generatexo tumblr.