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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage, No_Archive_Warnings_Apply
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      EXO_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Kim_Jongdae_|_Chen/Kim_Jongin_|_Kai
  Character:
      Kim_Jongdae_|_Chen, Kim_Jongin_|_Kai, EXO_Ensemble
  Additional Tags:
      30_Day_OTP_Challenge, Fluff, Frottage, Smut, Fluff_and_Smut, Plot_What
      Plot/Porn_Without_Plot
  Series:
      Part 1 of EXO_in_Drabbleland
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-07-18 Updated: 2017-08-25 Chapters: 2/30 Words: 3278
****** Chenkai in Drabbleland ******
by misterstealyourhyung
Summary
     A collection of chenkai drabbles.
Notes
     prompt: World/City-Wide Blackout
     rating: g
     word count: 872 words
     self beta'd
***** Hold Me Tight *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
The steady downpour of rain outside makes for great background white noise. The
dorm room is surprisingly silent for once since Jongdae’s roommate has yet to
return. This means that all of the noise that tends to follow Baekhyun wherever
he goes is absent as well, meaning the current atmosphere is ideal for
productivity.
To be completely truthful, the room isn’t quite missing all of its sound.
There’s a faint tapping of a pencil against an oak wood desk in addition to
steady breathing that can be heard in the small space, but just barely. To an
onlooker, Jongdae appears lost in thought and on the verge of finding an answer
to jot down on his paper so he can finish up his studies for the night. The
reality however, is a different story.
Jongdae should find himself completely immersed in the math homework in front
of him, and well on his way to finishing up his assignment. But instead he
finds himself staring blankly at the bare wall ahead. Nothing particularly
important on his mind, just memories from earlier that day.
A flash of lightning illuminates the room for a brief second and a muffled
crack of thunder following not long after. Jongdae is pulled from his thoughts
and back to the math homework in front of him, much to his dismay.
Jongdae puts down his pencil and rises from his seat. He lifts his arms above
his head until there’s a satisfying pop in his bones. Jongdae sighs in relief
and lowers his arms, shaking out the limbs a bit. He can always continue his
assignment later, right now he’s overworked and in need of a break.
There’s a sudden knock at the door that causes Jongdae to pause his stretching.
He’s not sure who would be visiting at such a late hour, maybe it’s a friend of
Baekhyun’s. It wouldn’t be the first time Jongdae opened the door to a stranger
in search of the whereabouts of his roommate.
To Jongdae’s surprise, there stands Kim Jongin on the other side sporting his
usual sleepy but neutral expression. “Hey, Jongdae-hyung.”
“Hi, Jongin,” Jongdae responds. He allows the corners of his lips to raise into
a mischievous smile as he relaxes against the doorframe. “What brings you here?
Isn’t it past your bedtime by now?”
Jongin rolls his eyes, unimpressed. “Ha, ha. Very funny, hyung.”
“No, but seriously, is there a reason why you decided to pay me a visit so
late? It’s nearly 12,” Jongdae asks.
“Well, Baekhyun-hyung is watching a movie with Sehun in my room and normally I
wouldn’t mind, but they’re being more obnoxious than usual.” Jongin pauses his
explanation to yawn. “I was wondering if I could stay here with you for the
night?” The poor thing looks like he’s ready to fall asleep on the floor
beneath him. Jongdae internally coos at how cute he looks.
“Sure, come in. You’re always welcome.” Jongdae moves out of the entrance to
let Jongin in, closing the door once the younger man has passed through. Jongin
slips out of his shoes and fixes them so they sit neatly by the door before
crossing the small space to sit on Baekhyun’s bed. Jongdae heads back to his
desk with Jongin’s eyes watching his every move.
“I think I’m just gonna go to bed,” Jongin says followed by another yawn. “I
promise I won’t make too much noise and distract you.”
Jongdae shakes his head. “I’m actually about to pack up my things and head to
bed as well. You’re fine.”
“Oh, okay.”
There’s rustling as Jongin gets comfortable beneath the sheets of the bed.
Jongdae speedily finishes packing his things and just when he’s about to turn
off his desk light, there’s a quick flash of lighting in the window that comes
as soon as it goes. The thing is that this time, the lighting takes the light
in the room along with it.
Jongdae tries the switch on his lamp and his suspicions are confirmed when it
doesn’t come on. “It looks like the power went out. Try to bundle up well,
alright? It might start to get a little chilly in here soon.”
“Okay, hyung.” Jongin snuggles deeper into the duvet around him as Jongdae
climbs into bed. “Goodnight.”
“Goodnight, Jongin.”
It’s quiet once more in the dorm room. Jongdae assumes Jongin has fallen asleep
by now so he finds himself too being lulled to sleep by the noises coming from
the storm and Jongin’s steady breathing.
“Jongdae-hyung?” Jongin’s voice is barely a whisper, but it’s just loud enough
to be heard.
“Mmhm?”
“Can I sleep in your bed with you? You know, because we’ll be warmer that way
and all.”
“Sure.”
There’s more rustling of sheets and Jongdae scoots a bit towards the other side
of his bed to make room. He feels the bed dip a little at Jongin’s added weight
and Jongdae wiggles towards Jongin until he can the warmth of Jongin’s chest on
his back. Jongin’s arm comes around to wrap around Jongdae and hug the shorter
closer to himself.
Jongdae falls asleep straight away when his eyes flutter shut with a content
smile on his face and warm feeling in his chest.
Chapter End Notes
     this is the first fic for a drabble challenge where i'm going attempt
     to post a work every day for a month. i was supposed to post this
     yesterday but i lost track of time so i'm just gonna double post
     today lmao
     edit: after i do the 30 drabbles this will just become a regular
     drabble collection that i'll continue to update ^_^
***** Everything’s Better With a Friend *****
Chapter Summary
     prompt: Sleepover
     rating: nc-17
     word count: 2,410 words
     self beta'd
Chapter Notes
     the tags and rating have been updated, please heed them accordingly.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The two boys are watching tv on Jongdae’s bedroom floor, a mess of various
blankets and pillows sprawled out beneath them. It’s an anime that’s playing on
the screen but if you asked Jongin for the title, he wouldn’t be able to tell
you. The series is Jongdae’s favorite and Jongin himself doesn’t really see the
appeal of it, sports animes aren't really his thing. The same can usually be
said about Jongdae’s taste in the Japanese cartoons yet here they are, watching
the show pan over dramatized freeze-frames of dudes swimming in a pool.
“The water looks like the glitter section of a craft store fell into it and
drowned.” Jongin tears his eyes away from the TV to frown at Jongdae instead.
“And how come none of the characters have nipples? I don’t understand why you
like this show so much, nothing makes sense.”
“Two words. Gay. Swimmers.” Jongdae doesn’t even bother looking away from the
tv when he responds. “They’re a bunch of cute boys who wear nothing but swim
trunks for the majority of the episodes and on top of that, they’re dripping
wet.” Jongdae hums appreciatively just then, another close-up of one the guys’
abs probably just came up or something.
Jongin is well aware that Jongdae is gay, the two of them are best friends,
they tell each other anything and everything. Jongin can barely remember a time
when he didn’t know Kim Jongdae. Jongin first met Jongdae back when he was a 6
year old with a slight bear obsession and the tendency to have a bucket hat on
his head at all times (except for when he bathes of course).
Jongin was in his yard playing one day when all of a sudden he felt a tap on
his shoulder. When he looked up, Jongin locked eyes with an unfamiliar boy
smiling brightly at him. The boy introduced himself as Jongdae and asked if he
could play with Jongin. The two boys were inseparable ever since.
Many years have passed since that day and they're now juniors in high school.
They’ve endured their share of ups and downs in the years they experienced
together, but if anything, Jongin and Jongdae’s friendship only gets stronger
with each passing moment.
“Okay, but that still doesn’t explain why they don’t have nipples,” Jongin
huffs.
Jongdae shifts his attention away from his precious gay swimmers to side-eye
Jongin. “When have you ever seen an anime where the characters have nipples,
Jongin?”
Are nippleless people really a common thing in anime? “Why the hell would I
notice something like that?” Jongin asks in disbelief. “The only reason I’m
bringing it up in the first place is because we can’t go more than 5 minutes
without having the screen fill up with the image of some random dude’s chest.”
Jongdae chuckles, clearly enjoying Jongin's distress. “Why do you care if they
have nipples or not? Aren’t you supposed to be doing straight people things
like thirsting after Gou or something?”
“It’s unnatural and weird!” Jongin protests.
“Whatever.” Jongdae goes back to watching his show, ignoring Jongin and his
pouting.
Jongin rolls over so that he’s no longer laying on his stomach but on his back
instead. He stares blankly at the ceiling while mentally cursing Jongdae and
his nippleless, adolescent boys.
“I can literally hear you brooding, stop being so emo.” Jongdae pauses the
anime and sighs. “If you really hate it that much, we can watch something else.
Got anything in mind?”
Jongin ponders for a moment. “Not Really.”
The room is completely dark besides the light emitted from the TV. The
brightness level of the room fluctuates as Jongdae goes from channel to
channel. Jongin flips on his side so that he’s facing Jongdae again when he
gets bored of staring at the ceiling.
Jongdae gives him a look. “Jongin, I know I'm gorgeous but you can’t choose
something if you’re too busy looking at me. Come sit over here.”
Jongin grumbles something that sounds suspiciously like who the fuck finds your
bitch ass attractive and plops himself down in front of the TV, shoulder to
shoulder with his head resting on top of Jongdae’s.
This is normal for them, Jongin clinging and Jongdae on the receiving end of
his affection. Jongin is like this with most of his friends but maybe a little
more so when it comes to Jongdae, his short stature the main reason for this.
Jongdae eventually settles on some Hollywood movie they’ve both seen too many
times to count. Not that Jongin minds or anything, it's a classic after all.
“Hey, Jongdae?” Jongin asks after a few seconds of silence.
“What’s up?”
“Have you ever… measured before? Like with another person I mean.” Jongin’s not
sure where the question came from in the first place, but it’s too late to take
it back now.
“I can’t say I have. Why do you ask?” Jongin can’t see Jongdae’s expression,
he’s not sure he really wants to.
“I don’t know to be honest. It’s just… I was talking to Chanyeol the other day
and he was surprised that I’ve never done it before. Said it was a ‘right of
passage for young males on the verge of adulthood’ or some bullshit like that,”
Jongin scoffs.
“Yeah, that sounds just like the nonsense Chanyeol usually says,” Jongdae
mutters. He doesn’t say anything after that, so Jongin assumes the topic has
been dropped.
“Do you?” Jongdae asks after a moment.
“Do I what?”
“Want to try measuring with someone.” Jongdae looks over with a nonchalant
expression but Jongin just furrows his eyebrows in confusion in return.
“I haven’t given it much thought, but I’m not opposed to it?”
“Want to try it with me then?” Jongin instantly shoots up in disbelief. Did he
hear that right?
“What?” Jongin says unintelligently.
“You know, just to get it out of the way and all.” Jongdae is facing him now
with an even expression, just like he’s talking about something casual like the
weather.
Jongin is at a complete loss for words. Of all the ways he imagined this
conversation going, Jongin can’t quite say he expected this.
“I’m just kidding,” Jongdae says. There’s something laced in his smile that has
Jongin wondering if he’s really joking. “We don’t have to actually-”
“No.” Jongin’s mind is set. “Let’s do it.” He doesn’t doesn’t see the harm in
trying it because, why the hell not?
Jongdae gapes at Jongin. “I- wow, okay. You sure?” Jongin nods. “Well, uh,
let’s see if I can find a ruler we can use...”
Jongdae scrambles to his feet and Jongin just patiently waits as he watches
Jongdae search through his room. Eventually, Jongdae finds one in a drawer
filled with miscellaneous junk. He takes his place beside Jongin once more.
They both turn to face each other, only about a foot apart, and the weight of
what Jongin has asked of Jongdae hits him. Jongin instantly begins to panic
because he can’t tell what Jongdae’s thinking, his expression cool and relaxed.
He’s just staring right back at Jongin through challenging eyes, waiting
patiently for Jongin to make his next move.
Any self-assurance Jongin had a few moments ago is completely gone now and he
finds himself at a loss for words. Jongin decides to let his eyes wander
Jongdae’s face instead of breaking the silence between them.
He notices how the light from the tv cause shadows that are cast beneath
Jongdae’s high cheeks. Jongin’s eyes next fall to the curve of Jongdae’s mouth,
the perfect dip of his cupid’s bow, the pinkness of his lips. Has Jongdae
always looked this pretty?
Jongdae breaks the silence. “So…”
Oh, that’s right, they’re supposed to be measuring their dicks. “I guess we
could both strip at the same time?” Jongin suggests.
“Okay.” Jongdae’s tongue darts out to wet his lips. Jongin’s eyes unconsciously
follow the movement.
Jongin and Jongdae are already dressed for bed, both only wearing boxers and a
t-shirt. The two of them only need to remove their underwear and they toss it
aside when it's off.
Jongin can’t find himself to maintain eye contact with Jongdae, but he also
doesn’t wait to stare blatantly at his best bro’s package either, no matter how
tempting it may seem. Jongin settles for reaching for the ruler to distract
himself.
Jongdae stops Jongin by placing his hand on top of Jongin’s. “We can't start if
we're not hard yet. Are you sure you've done this before?” There's an amused
lift to his question and Jongin can feel his cheeks heat up.
“O-Of course I have! I just forgot!” Jongin hopes he's not blushing, but
knowing his luck, he most likely already is.
Jongdae chuckles. “Okay, then what are you waiting for? A sign from the
heavens?”
“It’s just… This is embarrassing,” Jongin says weakly. He’s squirming in his
spot and strongly reconsidering going through with this.
“If it makes you feel better, I won’t look. See!” Jongin lifts his head to
Jongdae with both of his eyes closed and head tilted up slightly so Jongin can
see clearly that his lids are completely shut. Jongin absentmindedly notes how
pretty Jongdae’s neck looks like this.
“Are you ready now?” Jongdae asks.
“Uh, yeah,” Jongin says. “And I won’t look either, don’t worry.”
Jongdae lips curl into a smug expression. “I don’t care if you want to watch
me. I wouldn’t mind putting on a little private show just for you.”
Jongin’s eyes widen incredibly large as he sputters nothing close to anything
coherent. Jongdae opens his eyes for a moment to give Jongin a greasy wink
before closing them again. He then shifts his weight from being supported from
two hands on the ground to only one. It’s not until Jongdae hovers his newly
freed hand over his abdomen that Jongin remembers how to move and quickly
starts to mirror his actions.
Jongin closes his eyes as he slips his hand down to brush over his already
half-hard dick. He's surprised, not completely sure when and why this happened.
Jongin gives it a few experimental tugs, suppressing a hiss. Images of the
models in his mom’s underwear magazines come to mind, it’s just enough to do
the job.
Jongin stops jerking himself and opens his eyes to let Jongdae know he’s ready.
Well, that was the plan but, he can’t seem to take his eyes off of Jongdae’s
fist languidly moving against his shaft. Up. Down. Up. Down. It’s hypnotizing
and Jongin completely forgets what he was about to do prior to laying his eyes
upon his best friend.
He fails to notice that Jongdae has also opened his eyes and started watching
him as well until he suddenly halts his movements. Jongin finally makes eye
contact with Jongdae, still in a bit of a trance.
What Jongin doesn’t expect is Jongdae getting on all fours and crawling towards
him until he’s only centimeters from his face. “Jonginnie, I’m going to kiss
you now, okay?” Jongdae asks. Jongin nods slightly before Jongdae leans in and
presses his lips to Jongin’s. Jongin is too shocked to fully process what's
happening and when Jongdae notices he pulls back a bit, eyes searching.
“Can I keep going?” Jongdae whispers like he’s afraid of scaring Jongin away.
Jongin nods again, eyes not once leaving Jongdae’s mouth.
Jongin’s only kissed one other person before and can’t say he gained anything
from the experience other than the fact he kissed someone. It was with a girl
he doesn’t remember the name of during freshman year, nothing more than a quick
peck. The whole thing happened in the first place because of a dare given by
one of Jongin’s friends. They make it a habit to never miss an opportunity to
fuck with him.
Kissing Jongdae was nothing like that awkward encounter. Jongdae worked his
lips slowly against Jongin’s and Jongin does his best to keep up, reciprocating
with hints of uncertainty.
Jongdae climbs into Jongin’s lap and makes himself comfortable in the new
position, his hands resting on Jongin’s shoulders. Jongdae hums appreciatively
as Jongin runs his hands over Jongdae’s sides, their bodies pressed incredibly
close.
It’s then that Jongin remembers that they’re both hard. Jongdae rubbing against
him isn’t quite enough to get him off, but it does feel nice. Jongdae starts to
grind harder and Jongin gasps. “Jongdae, touch me, please.”
Jongdae stills and peers down at Jongin, teasing grin on his face. “What was
that? Did you just say you wanted me to touch you? That’s kinda gay, bro.”
If his body wasn’t already aching in want, Jongin would throw Jongdae off of
him for being a little shit. “I don’t care if it’s ‘kinda gay’. Don’t you dare
leave me with blue balls or so help me, Jongdae.”
Jongdae laughs at the empty threat. “Okay, okay, chill. But first, lay down.”
Jongdae leans over to get a pillow and move it under Jongin’s head once he’s
settled on the floor. “You good?”
“Yeah, you can move now,” Jongin says.
Jongdae shakes his head. “So impatient…”
Jongdae reaches between them to grasp both of their erections in his hand. He
doesn’t keep a slow rhythm for long, his hand picks up speed after the first
few strokes. Jongdae leans forward closer to Jongin, using his free hand to
hold himself up.
“Jongdae, I’m close,” Jongin whimpers.
Jongdae kisses him which effectively muffles the needy noises coming from
Jongin, which he's very grateful for. The last thing they need is for Jongdae’s
parents to wake up and checking on them with his dick in their son’s hand.
Jongdae’s movements are becoming more and more irregular now until he finally
comes, white shooting out and landing on Jongin’s shirt. Jongdae doesn't forget
about Jongin though, refocusing his attention solely on his erection until
Jongin's shaking as his orgasm hits.
Jongdae falls on top of Jongin and lays on his chest, and Jongin’s trying to
find a sense of normalcy after all of that. “I gotta be honest, I have no clue
what just happened,” Jongin says and it's true. Up until tonight, he thought he
was 100% straight.
Jongdae lifts his head.“Don't think. Just accept the gay agenda,” he deadpans.
Jongin doesn't quite know what the appropriate response in this situation would
be so he just says, “You're so cute, Dae,” and pecks Jongdae’s nose instead.
Chapter End Notes
     it turns out i suck at posting consistently so i'm just gonna update
     whenever i can but don't worry, i'll still do 30 drabbles :^)
     this "drabble" was inspired by bubbleteahyung bc she tried to get me
     to watch free! like 80 years ago :')
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