Crossdresser :: Yeonbin

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Yeonjun had been teasing Soobin all night long.

And Soobin loved it.

It started when Yeonjun first arrived. Yeonjun seated himself into Soobin's lap and kept whispering into his ear. This ranged from small comments about the party to making suggestive remarks to Soobin. Since Soobin was bright red (much to Beomgyu's entertainment) and didn't know what to do with a hot ass guy in a cat maid costume in his lap, Yeonjun grabbed his hands and put them on his waist.

Soobin held in his gasp and simply gulped. His eyes met Yeonjun's, the feline eyes staring into his as he licked his lips slowly. Unable to keep eye contact, he trailed down his face to those plump lips. They were a dark red tonight, soft and extra enticing to Soobin. He couldn't look at his lips either—he'd surely do something he'll regret. So Soobin went to his neck—which made him wish he didn't.

The leather choker reminded him of that night long ago—the night that made Yeonjun begin to tease Soobin even more. The night they both silently forbade each other to speak about. That was when Soobin realized—it wasn't a choker. It was a collar. Up close, he could see words carved into the thick material. Words that made him hold his breath.

Kitty.

The same nickname he gave to Yeonjun. The same nickname that probably influenced his costume tonight. No matter where Soobin put his eyes on Yeonjun, he was being teased relentlessly. Yeonjun had no shame—he put his fingers under Soobin's chin and forced him to look back into his eyes. Soobin felt like prey underneath his fierce gaze—which was exactly what Yeonjun probably wanted.

Yeonjun leaned in slowly, making Soobin's heart race with panic.

"Guys! Stop eye-fucking each other on the couch and come eat," one of Junghoon's friends snorted, causing many others to laugh along with him. "Dunno if you're 21, but Namseok just brought alcohol."

They were thankfully not at the age of drinking yet. Soobin knew if Yeonjun got drunk, he'd be even more flirtatious than he is now. Yeonjun flashed a sly grin at Soobin before backing away and sliding off his lap. He smoothed out his dress and adjusted his cat ears. Soobin finally felt like he could breathe again. The effect Yeonjun had on him was terrifying.

Soobin would admit it. He had a massive crush on Yeonjun. He couldn't deny it anymore. The problem was that he was now confused. What was his sexuality? He knew he liked girls, but did he like men too? Was he just confused since Yeonjun was a crossdresser? Did he like Yeonjun for him or because Yeonjun dressed like a girl? Of course, Soobin knew the answer to that. He knew he loved Yeonjun because he was flirty, confident and courageous.

The main problem was—to Soobin's surprise—Yeonjun himself. Yeonjun was flirty, which was great and despite Soobin's flustered responses to his advancements, he loved it. However he flirted with absolutely everyone. Soobin couldn't tell if he was joking or not with him. So, he played it safe. In order to salvage their friendship once they 'broke up' he'd bury those feelings.

Desires that are buried are bound to come back.

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It happened again when everyone was scattered around the house eating a variety of food. Soobin put tons of food on his plate, along with Yeonjun. They were both mindlessly chattering until Soobin took a bite of his fried chicken. His eyes widened and his taste buds basically orgasmed in bliss. He didn't know who made the fried chicken, but he'd be sure to find out before the party was over.

He looked around, blinking as he noticed that they were the only two in the dining room. Soobin glanced outside and saw most of the people getting drunk outside or playing a game in the living room. The two were out of everyone's sight. He glanced at Yeonjun—he was sure that he knew as well.