Fanboy {Hyungwonho-2Won}

Hanging Out{Full Length}

{Hyungwon's P.O.V.}

I felt at home when I woke up, I didn't even think twice about stumbling into the bathroom and sliding back to couch afterwards. I put my my feet up on the couch and it was just then that I noticed Wonho looking at me. "Ah, sorry if I'm being too, um, you know weird." I said sitting up. His faced flushed with panic. "No, I'm, sorry you're fine I didn't mean to stare." I laughed and put my feet up again. "You're really amazing Hoseok, truly." I smiled over at him and he returned it. "So do you want to go out and do something, like bowling, or just chill here." He listed options. "Did you hear me mention bowling before?" I felt my cheeks flush and I looked down. "Yeah, you still wanna?" I remembered the last time I went bowling and smiled. "That'd be great." He nodded. "Do you want to borrow some clothes?" I sniffed my shirt and gagged at the heavy stench of alcohol. "That'd be a good idea." I replied with a cough. He stood up. "You're a bit taller than me but I have some stuff that's oversized for me that would fit you." He walked over towards what I assume is his room. A few minutes later he emerged with a pile of clothes. "These are all I could find that would fit you lengthwise, I'm sorry if the pants fit weird." I took the pile from his hands. "I really appreciate you Hoseok, like, a lot." He blushed intensely and I giggled. "I'll be out in a second." I said as I walked into the bathroom. I set the pile on the counter and begin sifting through it. Which of these would actually fit me? I thought as I held a bundle of clothes in my hands. I picked up a T-Shirt that looked almost the right size and a pair of pants that, if I'm being honest, looked like Hoseok had either bought during a baggy pants phase, was gifted, or he just didn't read sizes correctly. I put it all on and grabbed the other clothes off the counter and walked out of the bathroom. His mouth fell agape when he saw me. "You fit really well into those." He said as he undoubtedly checked me out. "I'm surprised as well, here's the rest of them back." I tried handed over the pile and he stumbled a little trying to reach out to get it. He took one step forward and opened the door opposite bathroom and just threw the clothes. "Is there anything else you need, like a wig or something, don't ask me why I have it." I laughed and considered it. "What types of wigs?" I asked sarcastically. He started down the hall and motioned for me to follow. He opened the door and there was a second bedroom that was occupied by props, wigs, costumes. "I did tell you I was going for my acting major right, well it's more of a performance major, and this is a part of that, I've had a few weeks off recently though because of a sickness that had been spreading widely across campus." I nodded and looked around the room. "You think you can really make me look like someone else?" I asked as I fiddled with some of the wigs. "I can make sure no finds out that you're with me Hyungwon." I nod and continue to get lost in the endless amounts performance equipment. "I like this pink wig, could I try it?" I said as I stumbled on one that looked like a manwha character. "Of course, just sit in this chair." He motioned to a salon chair that was sat awkwardly in the middle. I made my way over and quickly sat down. "Do you want me to do makeup, or just the wig?" I thought for a second, for some reason the thought of having Hoseok focusing on details of my face excited me and I smiled brightly. "Makeup too, if it's not too much." He nodded and I felt his hands begin to comb my hair gently. I was lost in the felling, it was so comforting, I almost felt myself drift to sleep when Hoseok roughly pulled my head to get the wig in place. "Do you really have to use that much force hyung?" I squeaked out. "First of all, I'm sorry about that, second, I told you not to call me hyung, just act as if we're the same age." I hummed in understanding and he came in front of me to adjust the wig. "You look really good with pink hair." He said taking a step back. "Thanks." I said shyly. "I'll just put some light makeup on and then you'll be good." I nodded and he took a small case out of a closet. "Just relax and stay still." I nodded and I watched as his eyes began to focus intensely his work, i.e. Me. After a few minutes he was finally finished and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. He was cleaning the brushes and I stood up to look in a mirror. "Whoa, Hoseok how'd you do that?" He turned around from his brushes and looked over. "I'm taking intermediate stage makeup." I giggled a little and he made a mock offended face. "Don't laugh, it's a real class!" He threw a spare fluffball at me and I laughed. "Ok, seriously though, bowling time?" I asked as he turned around to close his makeup case. "Well I didn't get laughed at for taking a stage makeup class for nothing." He teased as he walked over. "YAAY!"