this is kinda pointless but part of an au so oh well ^^
"Are you almost done?" Sehun shouts, sitting at the edge of Luhan's bed. "We haven't got all night, you know."
The bathroom door opens and Luhan steps out of it clad in a towel, running another through his wet hair. "Sure we have," he laughs, stepping up to the bed and leaning over to give Sehun a kiss.
Sehun pouts. "I thought you wanted to go out tonight. Honestly, I would have been perfectly happy just staying in with you."
"Stop being such a spoil sport," Luhan says, throwing the towel in his hand on the bed. "I do want to go out."
"Taking you long enough."
"May I remind you you've been home for hours?" Luhan comments, opening his wardrobe and eyeing the assortment of shirts. He's not entirely sure what ones belong to who anymore. Maybe their style is too similar these days. "Whereas I've only been home for an hour. And who was it who wouldn't let me go for half of it?"
"You're exaggerating, I-"
"Am I really?" Luhan grabs a t-shirt from the wardrobe (one that at least looks his size) and turns around to look at Sehun lying in his t-shirt and a pair of joggers. He raises an eyebrow at him. "You're not even dressed yourself. Or at least, I'm assuming you're not going out dressed like that, because..."
"Forever the comedian," Sehun says, rolling his eyes. "I didn't want to put on my trousers yet! They're probably not nice to lie down in."
Sehun smirks, picking up a pair of leather looking trousers. "Want a show? You've got front row seats, after all."
"I've got VIP, baby." Luhan grins, pulling a white t-shirt over his head as he eyes Sehun. He steps closer and dips his fingers into the waistband of Sehun’s sweats. “VIP guests get to look and touch, am I right?”
Sehun nods, letting Luhan pull them down, laughing when his boyfriend bites his lip.
“You don’t want to go out at all, do you,” Luhan breathes out, eyes on Sehun’s white lace panties, “Sehunnie?”
“That’s not it,” Sehun insists with a laugh, stepping out of the sweats and grabbing his trousers. “They’re just too tight to have boxers underneath.”
He pulls them on as attractively as possible for Luhan, though it’s a bit hard when they’re a struggle to get on and he almost falls on his boyfriend instead. He turns around when they’re at his thighs, and Luhan groans at the sight before him, because Sehun is wearing thongs and his ass sits on top of the trousers as he tries to pull them up and over.
“Is this a test?” Luhan asks, reaching out to pull Sehun’s trousers up for him - rather than pushing him over the mattress - like the good boyfriend he is.
Needless to say, Sehun looks breathtaking, the trousers showing off his ass and legs and his black t-shirt showing off his ever-thickening arms.
“I don’t want to go out anymore,” Luhan says, pouting and wrapping his arms around Sehun’s waist.
Sehun laughs, running a hand through Luhan’s damp hair. “I bought you a pair too,” Luhan widens his eyes, “though maybe you’ll struggle to get them over your football thighs.”
“Seeing as you love my thighs, I’ll take that as a compliment.”
After a pout and a kiss or three from Sehun, Luhan ends up in a pair of thongs similar to Sehun’s, but in black, and after the expected struggle with his thighs, a pair of trousers matching Sehun’s. Luhan briefly wonders when he agreed to become a matching couple.
good luck, laughingvirus