𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 | harukyu

𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝

𒊹︎𒊹︎𒊹︎

Buoyant Halloween music was being blared through the large speakers at YG's Ent. private Halloween party.

All groups under the successful company were invited, but only a few idols showed up. It wasn't a big deal though, many idols were exhausted and just didn't have enough energy to dress up, hang out, and dance until midnight.

The party was hosted in a vigorous nightclub with colourful lights, a small bar, a few bedrooms near the back of the spacious building, a shiny disco ball hung in the middle of the blinding dance floor, and some booths in the corners.

It was like any nightclub in the world; loud and simple.

And even though not a lot of idols attended, the fun wasn't disappointing. Everyone was in a good mood and no one was seen looking bored or upset.

Well, except for one.

Watanabe Haruto was off by himself. He was leaning his shoulder against a corner of a wall while twirling his half-empty glass in his hand, looking at Kim Junkyu with an unreadable expression.

Never in a billion years would he have thought that his favourite hyung would cause him to get a boner because of a classic costume that's worn nearly every Halloween.

However, Haruto wouldn't say that this costume was classic.

Junkyu was wearing a cat costume with a strapless crop top, a tight black corset covering his belly, black short shorts with fishnet stockings underneath, and a long cat tail that was curled and fluffed at the bottom.

Around his neck was a pretty black bow tie with a diamond in the middle and a tiny bell. He had high black boots that reached his thighbones and a cute headband that had two sparkly cat ears attached to it.

No matter how hard Haruto tried to look away and distract himself with his wine glass, his gaze always seemed to wander back to Junkyu. He was just so memorizing and alluring in his cat outfit that it was completely impossible not to look.

A lot of skin was shown as well—at least in Haruto's eyes—so it wasn't necessarily his fault he kept checking his hyung out hungrily.

Haruto's costume was bland—if anyone could even call it a costume. He was dressed in a black velvet suit with cheap vampire teeth in his mouth.

Everyone thought he had just shown up wearing a tuxedo and nothing more until he opened his mouth to show them what he was supposed to be.

"Hey!" Jihoon suddenly appeared beside Haruto, making him flinch and slightly spill his wine.

Haruto glared at him. "That scared me, hyung!" Jihoon only laughed unreasonably loudly to poke fun at him. He huffed and rolled his eyes before turning his attention back on Junkyu who was dancing with Jeongwoo.

Junkyu's short shorts were slightly shorter than any short shorts Haruto's ever seen, but it didn't matter to him. As long as he got to watch his hyung's body (and suffer while doing so), then it was fine.

Half of Junkyu's asscheeks were showing at the bottom of the fabric and it made Haruto a bit wet in his crotch area.

He was getting turned on by his bandmate; one of his closest friends. This wasn't good. This was anything but.