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“I keep forgetting how big your ass is.”
“Hyung...”
“It’s a compliment, sweetie."
Joshua observed the two bickering friends quietly, holding back a snort as his best friend was helping the youngest of the three into his costume.
Jeonghan was right, Seokmin’s ass was pretty big. The black material of the playboy bunny suit could barely contain it and he could already foresee possible wardrobe functions throughout the evening.
“Okay, now we just need the chokers and the bunny ears.” Jeonghan handed one of each over to Seokmin, then glanced over at Joshua who was seated on the toilet seat as he watched it all. “Are you really going dressed like that?”
“Yeah.” When he heard about the outfit Jeonghan planned, he had immediately thought to match with them. Mostly because dressing like the playboy billionaire was easy and required almost no effort.
“Seungkwan is not gonna be impressed.”
“He’s not going to be impressed with you two either.” Seungkwan, the first year university student had invited their entire gang of friends to a costume party in his parents’ house, and he had clearly hinted he expected everyone to put effort into their costumes.
It was cute how he believed any of them would bother.
“Getting Seokmin’s ass in that outfit was a lot of effort, so I don’t care what Seungkwan thinks.”
Seokmin blushed violently, a small whine sounding from his throat.
Jeonghan leaned closer to the mirror, lifting his head to observe the black choker with a little pink heart on it.
“Does it look fine?” Seokmin asked, seemingly struggling a little with bunny ears. Jeonghan reached up and carefully adjusted it so it sat straight.
“There.” Jeonghan smiled sweetly at the younger man. “Mingyu won’t be able to keep his hands to himself when he sees you.”
“Seokmin could dress in a trashbag and Mingyu would still be trying to bone him,” Joshua pointed out and took a big sip of his wine bottle. Jeonghan held out a hand and he handed it over without a word. “The cab should be here in 20 minutes, we should finish the bottle before then.”
Jeonghan gulped down a bit before handing it to Seokmin. “Shua, how do we look?”
Joshua let his eyes sweep over their attires; the thin black stilettos, the see-through stockings, the tight black material barely hiding their asses and torsos, topped with bunny ears and cute chokers. “You both look slutty.”
Jeonghan grinned proudly. “Perfect. Now, can someone help me make sure my eyeliner is perfect.”
“I’ll help, hyung.”
Joshua leaned back on the seat, a small smile on his lips as he knew tonight would definitely be interesting.
-
It had not been Hansol’s idea but he also didn’t have any ideas at all so he had just agreed. He didn’t know how we felt about the situation right now.
“God this oil stuff is so disgusting. Why did we decide on this?”
“You suggested the oil,” Hansol said matter of factly, earning him an immediate glare from Seungcheol.
“Can someone do my back? I can’t reach.” Mingyu trying to reach behind himself to oil his back seemed it could end badly unless someone stepped in.
“Sure, do mine after.”
Hansol watched as Seungcheol applied the oil on the tall man’s back. A ‘no homo’ joke was on the tip of his tongue, until he remembered that they’re all various flavours of gay.
It had been Seungcheol’s idea to dress as Baywatch life guards for Seungkwan’s little costume party and Hansol had agreed easily because it was low effort. All he needed was red shorts and a white t-shirt, but apparently Seungcheol and Mingyu had taken it way more seriously. The last few weeks the duo had hit the gym more often, working on their abs. Hansol didn’t really care, he was fine with his body as it was and knew he looked more than okay.
He did admire how dedicated the other two were, and the hard work had truly worked; both were ripped. The oil made their abs and tiddies pop too.
“Hansol, need me to help oiling your back?” Seungcheol was wearing his kind, older brother like smile while holding the natural oils bottle.
“Sure, hyung.”
It was a surreal experience to stand in a small bathroom having your older brother figure oiling your naked back, but Hansol was not one to be easily bothered.
“Man I look great.” Hansol glanced to the side to see Mingyu admiring himself in the mirror and had to resist an eyeroll; someone needed to peg down that man’s confidence a little, it was kind of obnoxious.
“You were with Jeonghan earlier today right?”
Hansol focused on the mirror in front of him, meeting Seungcheol’s eyes in it. “Yeah.”
“Any clue what he is dressing as?”
Hansol did, but he had promised Jeonghan to not tell. “No.”
“Oh, okay.” Seungcheol went back to oiling Hansol’s back, his cheeks a little redder than previously.
Hansol had seen how his hyungs had a push and pull type of game, though it was mostly Jeonghan playing hard to get while Seungcheol literally would do anything to gain the man’s attention. It looked cruel on the outside, but Hansol knew Jeonghan was head over heels in love with Seungcheol too. The only variable was the ambiguous relationship between Joshua and Jeonghan, but he was sure his three hyungs would figure things out.
He was more worried about whatever was between Mingyu and Seokmin, especially because Hansol knew Seokmin had some bad past experiences and he didn’t want to see him be hurt again. At the same time, Seokmin and Mingyu were both intense and dedicated when it came to love, so maybe they were perfect for each other.
Mingyu’s phone vibrated loudly. “The cab is here.”
Seungcheol nodded and quickly washed his hands.
“Let’s go.”
-
Seungkwan wasn’t surprised, but he was disappointed. He had spent ages getting his Britney Spears outfit from the Toxic music video right (it had been hard choosing just one outfit, but he had always found the flight attendant outfit the cutest). Sure he could have bought cheap imitations, but doing so would be an insult towards a legendary pop goddess. So, as any self respecting fan, Seungkwan had made it himself with his trusty sewing machine.
And he looked absolutely amazing. Even most of his uncultured friends had complimented him and even recognised where the outfit was from.
But it was clear he was the only one to put some actual effort into his outfit. He told his friends to look good, but-
Soonyoung and Wonwoo had been the first to arrive. A tiger patterned skinsuit and a zookeeper. There was even a leash. It was disgusting and he refused to offer them any attention.
Then Junhui and Minghao had arrived. Junhui had just put cat ears on and called it a day, but Seungkwan had been pleased to see Minghao’s outfit. He was dressed as Jack Skellington, and it wasn’t some cheap store bought costume. There was care put into the suit and the makeup looked clean. Seungkwan had complimented Minghao.
Chan and Jihoon had arrived right after one another. Chan in a Michael Jackson thriller outfit and Seungkwan had to begrudgingly give his approval. Jihoon on the other hand...
“I couldn’t be bothered,” Jihoon said with a shrug.
“Don’t worry I’ll draw some whiskers on you!” Junhui was there in a flash.
Seungkwan hated his friends. He already had been thoroughly disappointed, so when three of his best friends stumbled through the door, obviously a little tipsy, he hated his friends even more.
Playboy bunnies. Well, a playboy millionaire and his two bunnies. God Seungkwan should have known Seokmin and Jeonghan would take the opportunity to dress like it was a slutty halloween party.
“I said to put in some effort”, Seungkwan whined. He had held it in for so long, but after seeing the people he had put a little hope in... “This isn’t a halloween party, it’s a costume party.”
“What’s the difference?” Jeonghan smirked. “We’re gonna get hammered and maybe even dicked down, it’s exactly like a halloween party.”
No, it was an exclusive costume party with the squad, it was definitely not the same. Jeonghan must have seen something on his face because he patted Seungkwan’s cheek gently before moving further into the house. Seokmin followed soon after, though he gave Seungkwan a quick hug first.
“You know,” only Joshua was left. “There was more care put into those outfits than you’d think. I got lazy, but those two had to learn how to tuck their dicks so the outfit would look good. Jeonghan even had to help Seokmin, it was a mess.” Joshua patted Seungkwan’s shoulder. “And don’t get me started on how much they struggled to get Seokmin’s ass into that thing.”
He let out a groan, cheeks a little redder than he wished. “You could have gotten your point across without putting those images in my head.”
Joshua smiled brilliantly. “You’re welcome. Now, if you’ll excuse me I have to go find Jeonghannie or else my outfit won’t be complete.”
By that he meant to go over to Jeonghan and put his hands in unspeakable places.
Seungkwan looked at the time, knowing it wouldn’t be long until Soonyoung was wasted enough to try to make out with everyone. Just as he was about to grab himself a drink, the last three arrived.
Yeah, Seungkwan was too tough on playboy outfits. Seungcheol, Mingyu, and Hansol had arrived as lifeguards. He was going to greet them, but Seungcheol and Mingyu had disappeared quickly to Jeonghan and Seokmin, eyes big and cheeks red.
Whipped dumbasses.
“Hey.”
“Hi,” Seungkwan looked over Hansol’s outfit. “Why is your t-shirt wet?”
“Oil. Supposed to not wear shirts at all, but the other two chickened out.”
“Aha.” So they had planned to come to his party as thirst traps. God they were even worse than his best friends.
It was time to get drunk.
-
Despite his earlier annoyance, Seungkwan did have fun and he did love his friends. Even if they were annoying 99% of the time.
“Oh no, bestie your ass is out.”
This was probably the third time Seungkwan had heard that exact line as Seokmin’s costume had ridden up a little too much and Jeonghan, absolutely wasted, came running to adjust it. Disgusting. Although Seungkwan had wordlessly adjusted Seokmin’s outfit a few times, he couldn’t let his best friend and platonic soulmate run around with his ass out after all.
A lot of pics were taken, some questionable ones which Seungkwan hoped wouldn’t be uploaded to social media. He had a reputation to uphold and his exclusive parties should have the allusion to class and mystery.
(“Furries, assemble!”
“Me too?”
“Yes, Jihoonie, anyone with anything animal related has to join the furry group pic.” Jeonghan had looked too proud standing there, squished between Seokmin and Soonyoung. “Mingyu will take the pic.”)
But then came the time of night where some certain friends (aka Jeonghan, Soonyoung, and Seokmin) channelled their inner het girls and started making out with their friends ‘because it’s fun’.
It felt homophobic despite being gays making out. Luckily it ended quicker than usual, but that might be because Seokmin and Mingyu suddenly wandered off somewhere and Chan had fallen while moonwalking which had caused Jeonghan to go into ‘parent mode’.
(Seungkwan purposefully ignored any memories of where he too had engaged in 'fun and silly' makeout sessions with Jeonghan, Soonyoung, and Seokmin.)
Of course the peace didn’t last long.
“Mingyu hyung and Seokmin hyung are making out in the hallway and they’re both shitfaced.”
It was Hansol, sounding worried. Seungkwan sympathised.
“They haven’t even confessed to each other yet.” Usually Seungkwan let his best friends go as wild as they wanted, but he knew how deep Seokmin’s feelings for Mingyu ran and that’s why he had to stop them. He knew Seokmin would feel upset about it in the morning.
“I’ll-“ He did a quick sweep over the living room. “Oh for fucks sake.” Jeonghan and Joshua were on the couch, heavily making out again. “I swear to god! This was supposed to be a classu party!"
“I’ll break them up, before Seungcheol hyung becomes even more pouty at not getting any attention.”
“I’ll deal with the horny couple in the hallway then.”
Thank god Seungkwan always had at least one rationale friend whom he could lean on during times like this.
Honestly, maybe he should proclaim Hansol as his one and only best friend and ditch the others.
(He would never.)