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Stray Kids were going on a world tour this year. They had so many promotions, photoshoots, rehearsals to go to. The madness made it hard for them to get a break. Knowing this, you wanted to let them rest on their day off, didn’t want to bother them. However…
“Hyuuuuuung, pleaaaaassseee,” Felix whines over the phone. The now brunette had called to ask you to hang out today, a very rare day off. You can just hear him pouting over the line, puppy dog eyes and all. You heave a sigh, not exasperated but teasing. “Alright, alright. I’ll start to head over, Lix.” You hear his smile when he lets out a laugh and hangs up. Shaking your head fondly, you start to get ready to actually go outside.
You quickly glance around your room. Staying on the down-low is always a concern when visiting the guys. Being openly queer and associating with them could cause rumors and bad publicity, as unfortunate as that is. Looking around, you realize that you’ve forgotten to do laundry this weekend. Hoodie and sweatpants it is! Once changed, you grab your keys, earbuds, and phone and start on your way.
Popping your earbuds in you start playing Oddinary. The boys did such a good job on this comeback and the vibes from this album are immaculate. You had made sure to listen to the album once it came and out called Chan to let him know how fantastic it is. Halfway through Lonely St. was when you turned into their dorm building. It takes a couple minutes to walk up the stairs but you happily get to finish the song. Finding the dorm Felix resides in, you knock.
It takes 30 seconds of you staring at the door in silence before you choose violence. “YAH, LIX, LET YOUR HYUNG IN,” is yelled followed by loud knocks. “Alright, I’m coming!” the cheery muffled voice floats through the door.
It swings open and you're met with a giggly Felix wearing a quite interesting ensemble. Hyunjin is standing behind Felix and trying (and failing) to cover his own giggling with his hand. You step in to get a better look at the two. “Wow, Lix… did your closet vomit on you or something?” Said boy was wearing hot pink velvet pants, a royal blue silk shirt, and an interesting mix of both gold and silver accessories. This causes louder giggling as the younger closes the door. “No, Hyunjin and I are trying to find the worst outfit out of all of my clothes.” The look on his face is absolutely radiant, his freckles showing off even more with his bright smile. It almost doesn’t match the words that came out of his mouth.
“Don’t you like, spend ungodly amounts of money on cute clothes, though?” As soon as the sentence leaves you, Hyunjin lights up once more. “Well yeah, that’s why we’re trying to see what looks the worst!” The logic doesn’t fully connect in your brain, but you’re okay indulging the two. “Alright, so why am I here?” Felix scoffs.
“Uh because we need a judge, obviously!” You turn your features into a pout at this. “So you don’t want me to participate?” The puppy dog eyes are out now and you really hope it works on them as much as it does on you. Felix and Hyunjin both start pouting back, “But, Hyung, we need someone to judge.” Damnit. Those two will always win this battle. You crack. “Fine, fine, but just because you guys are too cute,” you quickly follow the comment with an eyeroll. The both of them brighten up immediately and start the trek to Felix’s room.
Oh dear lord. His room was an absolute mess, clothes everywhere. Every fabric, color, and texture seen laid amongst them. “Jesus christ, how many clothes do you even have, bub?” The youngest turns and looks at you while laughing. “I mean, I have a bit of a collection starting, I guess.” If you didn’t know better, you would have assumed that smile meant nothing but sunshine and blissful innocence. You know better though. Hyunjin tripping and falling into a heap on the floor makes the both of you jump. “Jeez, Hyune, you almost gave me a heart attack,” you put a hand against your chest. Turning his head your direction, “Well, it looks like I’ve fallen for you.” He winks with his tongue sticking out. Felix and you make eye contact and groan both quite endeared. “God, hyung, that was so bad!” The youngest exclaims while giggling. “I’m afraid I have to agree with Felix on this one,” you laugh.
It takes a good 20 minutes of the three of you bantering before any dressup actually starts. “Okay, okay,” Hyunjin starts while still giggling, “we need to figure out what clothes Felix should stay far away from.” You turn to what clothes are still left in the boy’s closet before making a quick assessment of the piles on the floor.
“Felix?” “Yeah, hyung?” He looks at you curious. Turning back towards him while still eyeing his clothes, you ask. “You don’t seem to have a lot of mesh or lace, do you?” This causes both pairs of eyes to lock onto you. “No, not really, why?” The poor boy looks more puzzled now. “Oh,” you pout,” I just think some of my favorite photoshoots of yours involve those fabrics.” This causes Hyunjin to pipe up, “Yeah, I always see those fabrics on you during shoots, but never at home.” “Oh.” The gears start turning in his brain. “I didn’t realize I haven’t bought much of that before.” His head is tilted to the side, it’s adorable and makes you smile fondly at him from where you’re standing. “I mean, as long as you’re comfortable with that sort of stuff, I just think it’s really flattering on you.” You’re never really sure how much you can complement them without anyone getting the wrong idea. It seems that Hyunjin agrees on this one though, as he starts nodding. “Yeah, soft and feminine clothing has always suited you. I really like how little you care about conforming to anything with your fashion.” The brunette smiles bashfully, “I just don’t really see a point in it to be honest? Like, fashion is fashion. Who cares if you wear pearls instead of a dogtag or something? I just like what looks good.”
You smile and nod in agreement. “Yeah, I feel the same way, but I guess I would be more likely to think like that.” Shrugging, you go to pick through a stack when Hyunjin catches your attention. “What do you mean, Hyung?” His head is tilted like Felix’s was earlier, his eyebrows furrowed. “Oh, well I mean,” shrugging again, “In the LGBT+ community, fashion is very um how do I explain it?” Struggling to explain fashion in the gay community is nothing new. “Well, I’d say it’s all fairly nonconforming, you know?” The sentence is punctuated with another shrug. Both boys are listening intently and nodding. “From what I’ve seen, it’s all pretty amazing,” Felix exclaims. The redhead quickly agrees, “I’ve always loved queer fashion, it feels really free in a way.” The fondness on your face is probably extremely clear, “yeah, even though I’m not exactly a paragon of queer fashion, I like to dress up every once and a while.” You joke and stand up striking a runway pose. The three of you laugh.
Roughly five hours later, Chan is walking into the room looking for Hyunjin when he stumbles into quite the sight. Felix is wearing the same hot pink velvet pants, but this time with a forest green tunic, a white cowboy hat, and some heeled black boots. Hyunjin and you have a bowl of popcorn and burst into hysterics when seeing Chan. “Well, given by the look on his face, I think we might’ve found the worst combo,” you state giggling. Chan smiles and sighs, “I don’t know what the options are, but I’m inclined to agree on that one.” He leaves the room after the three of you start giggling too much to have a proper conversation. I’m so happy I didn’t leave them alone on their day off.