Drabble Collection #2

Kim Jongin || EXO, SuperM || Stripper!AU

His eyes widen when you hold up the outfit for him to inspect, you needed his opinion and by the way his cheeks turn red from look of the dress still on the hanger - you suspect that he would love it on you. "You want to wear that to the strip club?" You nod, biting your lip seductively, "how am I meant to concentrate on work if I see you like in that?"

"You're not~" You chime, giggling because you can see Jongin fidgeting with his shirt and avoiding eye contact, which means he's imagining certain things that he probably shouldn't be while in the middle of the store. "Jongin," he looks up at you, innocently, "what are you thinking about?"

He swallows thickly, leaning forward and looking side to side to make sure no one is listening to your conversation. "What kind of lingerie you'd wear underneath that when visiting me at work."

You lean closer, whispering, "what if I said, nothing?" He gasps, eyes wide and the heat in his cheeks spreads down his neck, "dirty, dirty Nini."

He's about to say something but instead he keeps his mouth shut and tries to keep his thoughts pure. You decide that this dress is perfect, even if it's a little bit fancier than what you would wear out to a strip club, it's perfect to tease your boyfriend with and fits every occasion.

Walking around a little longer, you buy everything you had come to the store to get and smile up at Jongin, holding his hand as you walk out of the store with your bags. "There's something I want to get before we go home," you tug his hand towards the direction of a shop you've been wanting to take him to for a while now.

Jongin wonders, is it a lingerie shop? An adult shop? What if you want to try some edible underwear because he would certainly be down for that. He feels a little guilty when he sees the suits in the window and realises you've entered a tailor shop. "What are we doing here?" He tries not to let the disappointment enter his voice.

"You don't have a suit," you state matter-of-factly.

"You want me to strip for you in a suit?" He laughs, cutting it short when you give him a look of annoyance.

You sigh, exasperated, "no, for when we go out for dinner. You have a lot of nice clothes but no suits and I think you'd look good wearing one." Jongin slaps his forehead, feeling stupid for thinking such a thing, "and besides," you give him a grin, "it would be super sexy seeing you strip out of one."

Jongin has never looked for clothes so quick in his life.