Genre: pastel x punk, pastel!dan and punk!phil, highschoolband!au
Excerpt: “Dan had to admit, trying to seduce his boyfriend on the other side of the band room while playing clarinet wasn’t the sexiest thing in the world. In fact, rather than turning him on, he just left him confused.”
Warning: Implications of smut, but no smut (sorry my dudes), some fluff
Author’s Note: This drabble is a small birthday present for one of my good friends Abby! Happy Birthing Day my dude 😉
Dan had to admit, trying to seduce his boyfriend on the other side of the band room while playing clarinet wasn’t the sexiest thing in the world. In fact, rather than turning him on, he just left him confused.
What the fuck is he doing? Phil wondered as he observed Dan shoving his clarinet mouthpiece obscenely far into his mouth.
Dan’s eyebrows knit together in frustration as he took the clarinet head out of his mouth with a pop. Phil merely tilted his head in confusion.
Phil watched his boyfriend immediately sit up straight and look at the music director, Mr. Goodwell, who was notorious for his sarcastic streaks.
“Finally found the answers to all your hopes and dreams in your clarinet mouthpiece, have you Mr. Howell?”
A few of the other clarinets snickered, very familiar with Dan’s tendency to put too much of his reed into his mouth. And also his poor methods of trying to seduce his boyfriend with an instrument during band class.
Phil chuckled lightly, folding his heavily tattooed arms across his chest as he watched Dan’s cheeks turn as red as the roses on his flower crown.
“I can’t believe you tried to turn me on by shoving your fucking clarinet in your mouth,” Phil guffawed, his blue eyes gleaming in amusement.
“Oh shut up,” Dan’s cheeks turned furiously redder. “It’s really hot when you’re turned on.”
Phil raises an eyebrow and turns to Dan. “Is that so?”
Dan grins shyly, hiding his hands in his baby blue sweater. “Maybe,” he mumbled.
Suddenly, Dan feels himself being embraced by a strong arm, and he’s turned to face his boyfriend’s gorgeously pierced face.
“It’s also really hot when you kiss me,” Dan muttered, prompting Phil to place his lips on Dan’s.
Dan melts into Phil, kissing him heatedly, and he feels Phil’s right hand sliding down his back.
Dan shivers slightly before pulling away from Phil’s lips, only a centimeter of air separating them.
“It’s also,” Dan starts breathily, “really hot when you let me give you a blowjob.”
Phil licks his lips, his blue eyes slowly getting darker as he reaches for his zipper. Dan grins wildly.
Lucretia said that before she recruited the Boys every Reclaimer who found a Relic would succumb to its thrall, which makes me wonder how many of the scenes of destruction she showed them in the Crystal Kingdom debrief were caused by people she had sent.
hey cutie 💕 white t-shirt by jonghyun, again with whatever pairing you want!!
“whatever pairing you want”, but, also you “i lowkey want jikook tho” *fond sigh*
“hip-hop teacher? never heard of him.” jimin adjusts his leotards, preparing for a long day of teaching kids ballet. he’s doing his usual stretch when Seokjin The Front Desk Guy comes in to check.
“yeah, i heard he’s new. he’s the youngest instructor here in the academy so it seems. fresh out of college.” seokjin checks the time and gasps. “the kids will be coming in any minute. gotta blast.”
“see ya.” jimin waves a goodbye before doing more stretches as he waits for his pupils.
“and one and two and–”
there was a loud knock on the door, and all the kids stop to look at the intruder. jimin is a little pissed because he’s made it clear that he doesn’t want anybody interrupting his classes because the kids have a really short attention span. but at least they had the audacity to knock.
the intruder comes in and oh, dear jesus, if he ain’t the most gorgeous man jimin has ever seen in his life. he’s tall, really broad, filling out that plain white shirt gorgeously with the classic gray sweatpants. jimin has always been a ballerino but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t like the laid-back type.
he’s got a beanie on top of messy bangs but he still looks striking enough for jimin to blank out for a couple of seconds and–”excuse me? are you park jimin-ssi?”
“what–oh,” jimin looks up at him, looks up. “yeah, that’s me. is there something going on?”
“yeah i think it might be a problem with the schedule, uh…” the guy fiddles with his hands awkwardly. “i’m jeon jeongguk, the new hip-hop class instructor and my kids and i don’t have any room so the management asked if you could cut the class short? it’s just thirty minutes.” he looks shy, and kind of apologetic about his request. jimin doesn’t have any qualms with that, in fact his kids would probably like it. he just has to stall them before their parents pick them up.
but jimin is no easy feat.
he looks back at his confused students and smiles. he turns to jeongguk. “i’m park jimin, yeah. ballet instructor. nice to meet you, jeongguk-ssi.” jimin offers a hand in which jeongguk politely takes. his hands are big and warm, a little calloused, and dwarfs jimin’s hands entirely. it looks really pleasing, but jeongguk doesn’t have to know that.
“nice to meet you too, jimin-ssi. i’m really sorry but uh…there’s no spare room and they’re gonna work on it real soon so hopefully by next week i’ll have a room at this time.”
“no worries. but what’s in it for me?” jimin is coy, if not very. he finds someone attractive, he flirts with them, he works his charm. but only if he knows they’re gonna be a real fun target.
jeongguk’s cheeks are starting to get red. he’s adorable, really, but also really hot. in five seconds jimin can think of thirty ways jeongguk can fuck him to sunday, but they should probably start off as friends first.
“wha-what do y–”
“cafe naya, down the street. 3pm? we can buy coffee. or tea. or anything you want, really. they have it all there.”
“o-oh…” jimin knows jeongguk is mentally raking his head for his schedule, with his furrowed brows and lip-nibbling. jimin doesn’t know how a man so stunning in a simple white shirt can be cute too, like an innocent child. if he wasn’t so damn buff and sexy. “3 sounds cool. yeah. i’ll uh…i’ll meet you there?”
“why don’t we go together?” jimin steps a little closer into jeongguk’s space. thankfully, he doesn’t step back. they’re a little too close with fifteen kids in the room but there are no parents to witness this exchange and the kids can only remember so much. “pick me up from the pantry? i’ll be there after i change.”
“p-pantry, yes. of course. i know where that is”
“great!” jimin claps his hands once and turns back to his kids. “okay babies, time to pack up. we’re cutting the class short today but we’ll wait until your parents come and get you, okay?”
I have completed my drawing of Kat as a mage from Awakening, therefore my project of drawing Kat as classes from Fire Emblem is complete. Thanks to the people who made suggestions, though I only used the classes suggested by solrollink-blog, so a big thanks to him I guess.