《stray together》

In For A Treat With The Tricks Up My Sleeve

Finding abandoned buildings was almost too easy for Seungmin, who had located the perfect spot for his next plan. A barn on a vacant farm deep in the rural part of South Korea. He had spent weeks visiting the location, hanging decorations, draping heavy curtains, and even putting up dividing walls. By the time the middle of October arrived, the place looked like a full blown, professionally-run haunted house.

There were times he wondered if he was doing too much, leaning too far into a theme of an idea, but his two favorite people were the most extravagant and over-the-top people he had ever known, so it only seemed fitting.

Fitting, just like the fabrics they were trying on in the fitting room at the costume shop.

It was a good thing Felix loved dressing up, because he had kept his good standing with the costume shop all this time. Normally he wouldn't care and just stole from pretty much everywhere, soaking up the little hits of adrenaline. But he had always been a loyal paying customer for the one particular business. Not only did it leave him with the opportunity to return and shop again, seeing how many disguises he wore over the years, but he was fairly certain the owner was secretly in his corner.

When Felix first started stealing, and posters were put up around the town with his face all over them, the shop owner never turned him away. He also refused to have any of the missing person flyers about Felix posted on his shop. At first, Felix thought the owner of the shop had a 'none of my business' attitude, but overtime he realized that the man must have come to figure out Felix's disappearance was by choice.

The shop owner would also speak with Felix about his purchases, and if Felix mentioned wanting any costume that the shop didn't carry, it surprisingly had it the next week.

"You stain it, you buy it." The shop owner loudly announced right outside of the dressing room. The loud clank of metal hangers rustled as he continued walking.

It was a lighthearted, yet true, comment. The shop owner had every reason to say something, seeing that the three males were not being quiet in the small dressing room that they all huddled into.

The way the intentionally-ripped suit fit on Hyunjin had made heat rise in the cramped space. Then, Felix put on the nurse outfit, and hands couldn't help but roam.

Felix had opened the opportunity, really. He had started by tracing his own frame while looking in the mirror, making a point to show off his waist and hips as he did so. The white fabric sitting on his body flattered him, and he couldn't help but show off to the two pairs of eyes that ate him alive.

It didn't take long for Hyunjin to reach out and replace Felix's own hands, though, watching carefully as his grip seemed to carve out the curvature of Felix's waist. Locking their eyes through the mirror, Hyunjin ran his hands upwards, past each rib like he was playing a xylophone, and then blatantly cupped Felix's chest in hands, going between squeezing the pecs and shamelessly rubbing over the perked nipples that the outfit seemed to exaggerate. The action pulled soft noises from the Australian, despite him trying to hide them initially.

That morning, Seungmin decided to forgo his typical underwear, as it kept causing his nerves to feel pricked, chosing oversized boxers instead. That choice lead to the other males noticing a growing bulge in the small dressing room.

Only because Seungmin seemed more comfortable recently, Felix decided to test the waters. "Angel," he breathed, "You can touch." His eyes stretched to meet the younger's through the mirror.

Seungmin wasn't wearing a costume, but he looked different all the same. The dark blush settling onto his cheeks, the way his mouth hung open, the way he didn't try to close his body off for once, sitting with his erection on full display. "O-okay." He swallowed as he nodded. He slowly reached forward, laying his hand carefully on Felix's stomach. Under the thick cotton he could feel each defined ab that he knew the blonde had, somehow close to a washboard for someone who didn't go to the gym.