“…” He rolled his eyes and snatched the costume back. How did he always manage to feel guilted into these things? “Fine, but make an announcement on the fan page that Dongho wants to be the girl from now on.”

“But, he never said—“

Kevin pouted at the man, “But he makes such a cute girl~!”

“…Understood. Thank you, Kevin.”

The boy waited until his manager left before he started dressing. He loved his fans, but sometimes he wanted to pry into their brains and convince them he wasn’t the girl of U-KISS.

---

And there he stood before s in full costume. The tan dress stopped mid-thigh with some tasteful fringe that brushed just above his knees. A belt was tightly fit around his so-thin-most-girls-are-jealous waist with feathers hanging cutely from a chain.
The stylist had attached a long, light brown wig to his head, only adding onto his already oozing feminism, with a random braid amongst the straight locks with feathers placed here and there. And on top of everything else, they had forced the boy into a pair of short heels. Granted, they were short, but they were still heels.

The rest of the boys had on only long pants with random “war paint” covering their chests, arms and faces. A few of them had headbands, but their costumes weren’t as put together as Kevin’s was.

Eli put his fingers to his mouth and let out a loud wolf whistle, earning a glare that caused the entire room to burst into laughter. The rapper winked in approval, “Hey girl, you come here often?”

Kibum gave Eli a punch in the arm, earning some sort of celebratory noise from Kevin. The older boy sighed, “You know how upset Kevin was about this, no need to make things worse.”

Kevin nodded, gripping onto Kibum’s arm, “See? Kibum gets it~”

Eli rolled his eyes, “Kibum doesn’t get it, he’s just up so he can get you to keep the outfit and wear it for him when nobody else is around.”

The group laughed once again as Kibum’s expression turned into a guilty one, aided by the slowly growing blush that was sweeping over his cheeks. Kevin slapped his arm, “Hyung~! You’re so gross!”

Soohyun laughed loudly at the interaction, “I bet Kibum rigged the fan site so that everyone voted for you.”
Kibum shook his head furiously, “N-No! I wouldn’t do something like that!” He frantically moved behind Kevin, who was walking away, “I don’t know how to use a computer that well!”

“Five minutes, U-KISS. Get on the stand and get ready to perform.”

---

And it was over.
Kevin took the wig from his head, and though he really in all honesty wanted to throw it at someone, he reasoned that his stylist wouldn’t have appreciated that very much, so he put it down nicely and stomped in a childish fit instead.

He felt a pair of arms lift him up bridal-style and growled at Kibum when he could finally see who was holding him, “I have to change and give this outfit back.”

“Nope. Not happening. Manager said we could keep it.” He nuzzled the younger boy’s hair cutely, “You look good in it.”

Kevin struggled in his grip, “YOU HAD THIS WHOLE THING PLANNED.”

“Actually, I didn’t.” He smirked, “But it ended up working out really well, didn’t it?”

AIGHT. SO. xD I've been out of it for a while. Again, I've been busy with work, and I'm so sorry it's taken a toll on my writing ; ^ ;

I've also been working hard on the fanfiction I've been writing with my bestest budddieeeesss D:
but enough excuses. I'm just really sorry, guys ):

Indian Night was suggested by yashii xD 

 YaYaYa was what I thought of when she was like INDIAN NIGHT, but that probably should have been Native American night >.>;; so, my baaaad. but whatevs xD

 Stay tuned, my babys <333