#kris wu drabble

[pocket-scenarios]

Heyah! ^_^ Can you write 3 drabbles for me, please? 6 - Kris; 9- Jackson; 23 - Jimin. Thank you~ - Sarang

Kris:

6: Blind date w/ them 

You sit back in your chair waiting for your date to arrive. Your friend set you up with a guy she said she had met at work, she swore that he was sweet and definitely your type. You were never big on these types of things. Your thoughts were cut short by the sound of the chair in front of your’s pulling out.

“Are you Y’N,” he asks, you nod biting the inside of your cheek silently taking back everything you had been thinking in your head about how stupid blind dates were, “I’m Yifan, but you can call me Kris if you want,” he seems shy.

“Nice to meet you,” you said softly, “you work with Hyerim,” he nodded a shy smile covering his features.

The two of you talk for the while, he got you coffee despite your protests of paying for it yourself. He’d opened up to you talking about music and his acting career.

“Do you want to see a movie, or go for a drink,” Yifan asks stuffing his hands into his pockets reverting back to his shy self from earlier.

“Both sounds good,” you can see his eyes light up a smile covering his features.

Jackson:

9: Your ex calls and they answer.

You left your phone on the table letting it ring, Jackson, quirks an eyebrow at you leaning towards your phone to see who was calling. He lets out a loud sigh pulling your phone towards him and answering the call without a second thought. You lean over the table trying to take it from him, but he pushes his chair back.

“Hello,” Jackson says smiling over at you, “yeah, I’m her boyfriend,” Jackson raises an eyebrow at you, you choke on air at his words acting like you’ll hit him, “no you can’t talk to her,” the rest of the conversation was Jackson humming at whatever your ex was saying you can’t help the small laugh that passes your lips.

Jackson slides your phone back over to you, suddenly laughing and covering his mouth.

“I didn’t mean to say I was your boyfriend,” he apologizes, “it doesn’t matter anyways he’ll leave you alone now.”

Jimin:

23: Kissing at a bus stop.

“Bye,” Jimin says hanging onto the pole by the bus stop, “I’m really leaving,” he says in a sing-song tone, you can’t help but smile nodding.

“Bye,” you say softly waving at him, he lets go of the pole stuffing his hands into his pockets, taking wide steps towards you.

“Can I have a goodbye kiss,” he smiles making sure he was face level with you while you sit on the bench, you roll your eyes.

You straightened your back more to press your lips to his in a soft kiss. Jimin smiles against your lips returning the kiss you start to pull back when he presses his lips to your’s once more before pulling away.

“I’m really leaving now,” Jimin says pushing your hair behind your ear, “call me when you get home,” you nod.

“I will,” he smiles straightening himself back up, he still lingers, “you need to go home Jimin,” you laugh, he lets out a heavy sigh.

“I know, I know,” he finally starts to leave.

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[coffee-and-kpop]

47. You’re a fairy

The first time you saw him, an incredible sadness was weighing his shoulders down into a slump. You didn’t know what was making him so sad; typically humans were so carefree. All you knew, was that he was the most interesting human you’d ever seen, walking around with this air of depression clouding his features, smiles not exactly true.

You were only allowed to walk the earth during the winter: your domain. Other faeries kept tabs on the three seasons prior to yours, but when the last of the crispy, brown leaves had fallen from their trees, you were awakened from your hibernation, and brought in the first blistering cold winter breeze with you.

Most of the time, humans couldn’t see faeries. The older the fairy, the more power, and the easier it would be to show yourself to a human, but it took a lot of energy. It took a very open minded human to be able to see fairies, and in all of your existence, since the beginning of the winter months and time, you’d only run into a handful of humans who had seen you.

The first time you’d been the sad boy though, it had been different. He knew you were there. Not in the way most humans knew: the light got a little gloomier, the room became quite a few degrees colder. No, this sad, sad human knew were you were; if anything, he could spot the faint outline of your body as you followed him around.

So you stopped following him. Years went by, and every winter you wanted to go back to him. You were finding it very hard not to see him; you missed him, a human emotion you’d never felt before in all your existence.

Three winters passed before you saw him again; you were taking your chances walking roaming the cities of China. You knew it was for the chance to come across him, and come across him you did. The street was busy, dark. It was early nightfall, and people were still crowding the streets and shops, all bundled against the frosty air.

He noticed you immediately, your eyes meeting his through a semi-foggy window of a coffee shop. He was alone, is aura still tinged with the same sadness you’d detected the first moment you’d seen him.

He ran out towards you, his cheeks tinged red from the cold. You stood your crowd, stunned that he could see you, that he was running towards you. You knew you stood out against the crowd with your bare arms and crown of frost coating the top of your head.

“You,” he whispered, gasping as he came closer. “You came back.”

“You remember me?” you asked curiously, watching the way his chest rose and fell quickly from his sprint.

“Of course I remember you. How could I forget you? I thought… I thought you were an angel or something… something I made up,” he gasped.

You chuckled lightly. “Angels aren’t the kindest creatures in the world, and they definitely don’t come down here from heaven unless they absolutely have to. No, I’m no angel.”

“Wha… angels… they’re actually real?” his eyes widened even more, and you started to notice people staring as they passed him: staring at the man on the sidewalks talking to himself.

“Well, of course they are,” you teased. “If fairies are real, why wouldn’t angels be real, too?”

“F… faer… faeries?”

“Come on,” you said, talking his hand. He shuddered as his skin touched your ice cold fingers, gooseflesh bubbling up along his arm. “Let me show you…”

“Kris,” he whispered, entranced.

“Kris,” you repeated, his name rolling around your tongue. “Let me show you something amazing, Kris, and you come tell me why you’ve been so sad for so many years.”

- Admin PeachJin 🍑

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[mybiasisexo]

Heartbeat

Genre: Angst | Supernatural!au 

Pairing: Kris x Reader (yeah... your eyes aren’t deceiving you)

Length: 549

Warning: Mentions of Blood | Unfinished but could def be a drabble | It’s brilliant and you will prob want more (yall: actually??????????no❤️, we don’t. Me: word.)

Summary: Something suspicious is going on behind some random bar.

Author’s Note: Another oldie!!!! I think I wrote this in like 2014 (I checked, it was 2015 IDIOT). I had a Plot™, but then I just wrote this and called it a day haha. But, idk, its really good. Like I reread it and am like ‘damn I wrote this????’ truly wild. Plus, Kris. This must’ve been during his bald phase cause the way I feigned for him...smh. Anywho Enjoy!!!

MASTERLIST

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From far above, the city resembles the nighttime sky.

Thousands of twinkling lights dwelling thousands of galaxies and dimensions. Layers of life most people will never be able to experience.

Let’s zoom in a bit, a little closer to a somewhat rundown building, whose rooftop trembles from the bass of the music thumping from within.

Some may say that music controls heartbeats, that appear to slow down or speed up accordingly, never wanting to be left behind, to be forgotten or ostracized.

Lets zoom in closer still, to the back of said building, where the music is just a muted dull pulse.

Yet still it seems to maintain control, at least, control over the poor soul’s who lay upon the dirty damp concrete floor beside the filthy dumpsters that cradle the items that could not keep up with the music. The soul whose heartbeat dulled as her blood slowly left her body, to sustain the life of another.

“Hurry up,” A young woman draped in red and black hisses impatiently.

“Shut up,” the man kneeling before the one on the ground retorts, continuing on.

“Are… are you going to kill me?” A small whimper.

Dead eyes soften from the question, “of course not, Honey.” A reassuring grin.

The darkness is interrupted by the blue and red hue of authority.

The woman growls.

The man stands up proud and tall beside the lady as a police officer gets out of his vehicle to slowly approach them, his hands automatically yanking up the belt of his trousers, an unconscious attempt to remind them he is armed.

They are armed as well.

“May I ask what you two are doing out here in the alley at this time of night?” He asks, but it is not a question.

The man wipes the red off his lips and grins crookedly, “getting some air.”

“It’s hot as balls in there,” the woman finishes, voice firm and flat.

The officer lifts an eyebrow, his eyes scanning the area for the unusual, “is that so?”

The two being questioned just stare.

“There was a call. Someone heard screaming coming from back here. You wouldn’t know anything about that, would you?”

“Actually, we are the ones who placed the call,” the girl informs, her arms crossing over her full chest.

“We couldn’t find anything though, but we still decided to stay out here to meet you, Officer.”

The cop doesn’t buy it. One of his hands slithers down to his hip, the action causes a low chuckle to leave the woman’s mouth.

“I’m going to scan the area, if that is fine with you.”

“By all means,” the man steps away and sweeps his hand towards the dumpsters, allowing the cop access. As the officer walks between the two, he fails to notice them lock eyes.

He takes out his flashlight and runs it over the darkest part of the alley, pausing once he notices the flash of pale flesh.

Before he can utter a syllable, the girl knees him in the back and the man catches him before his knees hit the ground, sinking his teeth into the flushed flesh of his neck.

“God, I hate cops,” the girl states with the roll of her eyes.

One of the twinkling stars flickers out of sight.

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[optimizche]

Angelic: The Mythology (The First Son)

A three year old Yifan walked in silence in the shadow of his father, following him with rapid, shuffling steps.

Attempting to keep up with his father's long strides.

"Papa! Papa!" the little, dark haired boy kept exclaiming intermittently, desperately trying to get his father's attention.

But Jiyong ignored him, determinedly walking forward, his long crimson hair billowing behind him.

The little boy was crestfallen, sadness growing in his heart with every passing moment. He never understood why his father was always like this around him.

Always paying him no mind.

Always so disinterested, no matter how hard he tried.

Always so profoundly... disappointed.

Up and up Jiyong climbed, steadily making his way up the spiral staircase that led to the top of the highest tower of his castle, the soles of his snakeskin boots making a hypnotizing rhythm against the cold stone floor.

Yifan climbed behind him, as quick as his little feet could carry him. Gasping quietly from the exertion, trying so hard not to let his father hear, lest he was disappointed by his weakness.

At the top of the stairs, double doors made of pure gold swung open, admitting the King of Demons into an immense room constructed purely of marble.

Ever the curious child, Yifan followed his father, his eyes darting left and right as he observed the room he had never been in before.

Two female demons, inhumanly beautiful, with horns peeking out from under their long hair bowed deep before Satan.

"Rise, Chaelin and Sandara," Jiyong commanded and the women stood up with bowed heads.

"She has passed, brother," came a deep voice from the left hand corner of the room.

Yifan recognized the tall man standing there as his uncle, Seunghyun. His father's second in command. The Keeper of the dungeons of Hell.

"Uncle Seunghyun!" Yifan exclaimed excitedly, wanting to run toward the imposing dark haired man. But he was silenced, once more, with a glare from his uncle.

"I don't care," Jiyong spoke for the first time, his voice cold. "Get rid of her body."

Yifan watched as the women, Chaelin and Sandara, nodded and scurried toward the bed in the middle of the room.

Sprawled upon the bed, Yifan saw, lay a woman's lifeless form. A succubus. He had never seen so much blood in his short life.

He remained quiet, containing the horror inside his heart, watching as the two female demons carried her body out the door, in preparation of the disposal.

"He's here, Jiyong," Seunghyun spoke and Yifan turned to see that his uncle was pointing proudly toward something lying inside the golden crib at the left hand side of the bed.

Within three eager strides, Jiyong swept toward the crib, reaching out with leather gloved fingers to lift something out of the crib.

It was a tiny bundle, Yifan saw, wrapped in the finest Egyptian cotton.

To the young boy, it looked like a doll.

Pale-golden skinned.

Crimson haired.

Just like his father.

"Oh," Jiyong sighed, looking fondly down at the bundle, his eyes brimming with tears.

And then the most alarming thing happened.

Jiyong smiled.

It was an expression that was foreign to Yifan. He had never seen his father smile.

He had never seen his father smile at him the way he was smiling at this red-haired bundle.

"You should have heard him cry when he came tearing through his mother, Jiyong," Seunghyun spoke excitedly. "So loud he was!"

Yifan heard his father laugh, tenderly reaching out to stroke the little bundle's hair. "He is a strong one. Just like me. My heir. From today, he shall be known as my oldest son."

At the age of three, Yifan was far more intelligent and perceptive than the rest of the children he played with.

And the way his father was speaking of this boy, it made his blood run cold.

"Come here, Yifan," Seunghyun's voice cut through his thoughts. "Say hello to your little brother."

A wave of pure anger and jealousy coiled through Yifan's blood at the sight of his father cooing at the baby boy.

His brother.

"I hate him," the three year old boy muttered, angry tears running down his eyes as he bolted from the room...

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[marshmallow-phd]

Welcome to the World

Part of The Untamed - EXO Wolf Universe

Genre: Supernatural, Wolf Au

Pairing: Kris x Reader

A little short story about the arrival of Mei inspired by an anon ask and a little bit of Kris feels! (moodboard reacted by amazing admin s at @wolveswithblackpearls​!)

**

It was supposed to be a normal day. You were still two weeks away from your supposed due date and, to be honest, it couldn’t come soon enough. You were swollen pretty much everywhere, but mostly in your legs and feet. Feeling like a balloon was an understatement. You missed being able to get around without help, to sleep in a comfortable position, and to be able to fit into your normal clothes. But it was all worth it; you wouldn’t change it for the world. 

Sitting there on the couch you stared lovingly at the large bump that was your little bundle of joy. While you and Kris (mostly you) decided to stay surprised, you were somewhat regretting it. You wanted to know what name to call your baby. The possibilities had been picked out months ago; Limei if it was a girl and Jian for the boy. For now, though, you simply referred to them as your “xiao lang”- your little wolf. 

“We don’t know if they’ll be a wolf,” Kris minded you again. He was leaning his head on your shoulder while he ran his hand over your stomach, the smile on his face growing each time he felt a kick or nudge. 

“I know,” you giggled. “But it’s what your mother used to call you, so I want to pass it on.” The light faded a bit in his eyes and his hand fell down to his lap. “I’m sorry,” you whispered.

Kris kissed your cheek before pushing himself up so he was sitting up all the way. “Don’t be. She would want you to use it. I just wish she could be here.”

You reached out and cupped his cheek. “I do, too. But you-” You paused, and odd sensation warming between your legs. “Uh-oh.”

A few days ago, you’d felt strong contractions that made you think that the baby was coming. However - after Kris drove like a madman to the hospital in town - the doctors determined that it was a false start - simply your body getting ready for the real deal. The painful cramps had started up again a few hours ago, but you mostly ignored them since they faded as quickly as they’d arrived. They continued to come and go and you didn’t want to waste another trip to the hospital. However, it seemed this time, it was not your body simply doing practice rounds. 

“Baobei, what’s wrong?” Kris searched you over until his eyes landed on the wet spot on your sweats. “Is it time?”

You nodded. “Yeah. It’s time.”

“It’s time!” Jongin nearly tripped over himself as he scrambled in from the kitchen. He was closely followed by Baekhyun and Chanyeol. 

“Chanyeol, call Junmyeon and let him know,” Kris ordered as he helped you up from the couch and across the living room. “I’m taking (y/n) to the hospital.”

The gentle giant’s face fell. “Can’t we go, too?”

Kris called out over his shoulder, “You can meet us there,” before shuffling you onto the porch. By the time you reached the stairs, he scooped you up in his arms and took you the rest of the way to the car that was parked as close to the front door that he was able to get it. As soon as you were buckled in, he ran to the driver’s side. 

You held on for dear life to the door handle, but it wasn’t Kris’ speed that made you do so. The contractions, although not too close together that you’d have to give birth in the front seat, were rising in pain. You made it to the hospital and the nurses helped you to a room right away, leaving poor Kris out in the hallway while they helped you get changed into a hospital gown. When he was allowed back in, he sat down next to you in the chair provided, holding on tightly to your hand. 

Hours passed by. You knew from your constant reading beforehand that this wouldn’t be the quick process the movies made it seem like. But living with the contractions for this long period of time was something you could never have prepared for. You tried to hide the amount of pain you were in from Kris. You didn’t want him to worry anymore than he already was. Currently, you were bent forward, trying to keep your breathing even while he rubbed your back in a way to comfort. Nothing really helped, but you were thankful for him and the fact that he was there. 

The other boys arrived a few at a time, obviously unaware as well that this was not a quick process. They drifted in and out, none wanting to make the trip back to the house in case that’s when the baby decided to arrive and they’d have to turn right back around to meet the newest pack member. You heard several of them mention their thanks that their mates had places in town to crash at. 

About nine hours into labor, the nurse came back to check how far dilated you were.

“It’s time,” she smiled at you. “I’ll be right back.”

“Right back” turned into ten minutes, but when she did return, she had another nurse and the doctor with her. They propped your legs up and Kris took his position by your side, holding your hand in both of his. 

“Remember,” he said quietly as leaned his forehead against the side of your head, “you can squeeze my hand as much as you need to. I’m right here.”

You nodded in reply, a little too focused on the oncoming pain. 

“Okay,” the doctor encouraged. “Push.”

You obeyed. The pain was incomparable. You didn’t want to try again. Shaking your head, you felt the tears falling down your cheek. “I can’t. I can’t do this.”

“You’ve got this, baobei,” Kris whispered in your ear. “I know you can do it. Just a little more. You’re strong. You can do this.”

As much as you didn’t want to, you decided that you had no other choice. You pushed again. Twice. Three times. 

Then you heard the cries. 

Your baby’s cry echoed through the room. The tears from your own eyes flowed even harder now, but these were from pure joy. 

“It’s a girl,” the nurse announced as she held the newborn up for you to see. 

“A girl,” Kris half sighed, half laughed. “It’s a girl.”

“Limei.” You held your arms out for your baby. The nurse helped Kris cut the umbilical cord before handing Limei over. You laid her on the exposed are of your chest, letting the skin to skin contact create the bond between mother and child. But too soon, they had to whisk her away to make sure she was fully developed and there were no complications. 

You were completely exhausted, but you refused to rest until your baby was back in the room with you where you could see her. A sigh of relief left your lips when the nurse wheeled Limei back into the room in a hospital infant bed. She left the bed beside you, congratulating you and announcing that she was medically sound. 

Kris wasted no time rushing over to her side. However, his hands hovered over her, hesitating. 

“What are you waiting for?” you giggled. “Pick her up.”

“What if I break her?” You wanted to laugh, but Kris’ face was serious, stopping you. 

Reaching out, you took a hold of Kris’ hand. You waited for him to meet your gaze before saying, “You won’t hurt her. She’s lucky to have a father like you. We’re not going to be perfect, but we’re going to do the best we can.”

Eyes glistening, Kris leaned over and kissed you deeply before turning back to your daughter. Slowly, he scooped her up, careful to keep her head cradled. For the first time in a very long time, you watched a tear run down Kris’s cheek.

“She’s beautiful,” he laughed with surprised. Glancing up at you, he added, “Just like her mother.”

“I think she looks more like you,” you argued. 

With a roll of his eyes, he came closer to your bed. Careful to avoid giving yourself more pain, you scooted over in the bed and patted the space next to you. Kris took the hint and sat down beside you. It was your turn to lay your head against his shoulder as you gazed lovingly on your sleeping baby girl. 

“Did we miss it?!”

The whole hoard of mates and wolves alike came stumbling into the room, tripping over each other and fighting to be the first to the bed. 

“Shhh!” Kris hissed. “She’s sleeping.”

“It’s a girl?” Jongin whispered in amazement. 

“That’s definitely going to be interesting,” Tao grinned. 

Looking at all the family that surrounded the three of you, you couldn’t help but agree. Every one of them was already in love with her, you could tell that much. She would have plenty of protective uncles to watch out for her and keep her safe. 

You turned back to your daughter, running your finger down her soft cheek. “Welcome to the world, Wu Limei.”

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[cloudycrystalkpop]

L.U.C.K.Y. | unforgiven

pairing: Kris x doctor! reader

summery: L.U.C.K.Y. au | a hidden file on Subject 76

warnings: male reader, violence

words: 557

~

“That’s enough.” the deep growling voice of subject 76 entered the room. he faced off against subject 42, bristling angrily. 

“leave him alone.” 76 warned again, taking another step towards your crumpled form. 42 simply scoffed.

“please, don’t waste your time defending him. he deserves every bit of pain, every broken bone. he’s a coward.” 42 hissed. 

76 growled low once again. he had placed himself between you and the man who had attacked you. lacking the strength to crawl away, you simply lay there helpless, trying not to whimper from the intense pain of your broken leg.

“you are the coward Luhan,” 76 taunted. “you are the one who lay there, the one who didn’t protest. how can you expect better from them if you never raised a complaint. you just lay there, still, taking it and quietly planning your revenge.” 

42 bristled, fits clentching at these acusations. 

“you bastard.” you gasped as subject 42′s finger twitched, sending a chair hurling through the air right for subject 76. 

76 acted quickly, scooping you up in his arms and leaping into the air. your good arm shook as you clutched onto the front of the man’s shirt eye just barely peeking over his shoulder. 

he guided you down softly, floating until his feet touched the floor, gently placing you on the ground outside the broken door.

“it’s alright Doctor, you’ll be safe out here.” 76′s eyes were hard and angry, but his touch was gentle as you hissed from the pain. 

“i-i’m so ss-sorry,” you cried, clutching onto his sleeves. he leaned down and shushed you softly, shaking his head. 

“now isn’t the time. i just saved your life, i’ll decide whether or not to accept your apology later.” he clenched his jaw hard and stood above you. 

you felt small, helpless, and so very, very frightened. you had never wanted to cause your subjects pain. you were simply too frightened of your superiors to stop them. and... maybe just a little too curious to see what would happen. 

“Kris!” you jumped at the shout from inside the room. 

“get out!” 76′s eyes filled with panic as he rose off the floor. before he could float away however, some invisible force seemed to take him by his arm, dragging him back into the room. 

you shouted for him, but the once destroyed doors were shoved back into place and braced with metal. 

sobbing, you tried to crawl away, tried to block out the sounds of yelling, shouting, and blood curdling screams coming from inside the room. 

had it been worth it? always a curious man, when the prospects of studying these people with these extraordinary abilities fell into your lap, you had pounced on it. now however, with your leg broken and your arm still dislocated, surton only one of your subjects would walk out of that room alive, you wondered. 

every file you had ever found in L.U.C.K.Y’s facilities had been top secret, no one was to know about anything going on. you weren’t government funded, as surely what went on here wasn’t government approved. therefore, you were a private organization... so... what was L.U.C.K.Y. doing with what they were learning. and... you had never bothered to ask so, you didn’t even know where your ‘Subjects’ came from...?

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[laysdimplesareillegal]

Getting No Sleep

Requested!!! Yay finally I can say that! Keep it up guys!

"Gorlllll can I request EXO fluff (any member) hearing their foreign girlfriend speaking multiple languages and getting confused (e.g forgetting a word in korean and asking other foreigners for help in multiple languages) super fluffy and cute plsssss love ya x" -anon

So I heard this and thought: Kai. So here we go.

****

You've been in Korea a year now, and your language skills weren't getting much better. However, Jongin was very patient with you. The two of you have managed a whole 8 months so far, so how bad can you really be.

This particular day you had a bad night's sleep and were still very out of it. You showed up to the EXO dorm early this morning as requested but were having trouble communicating.

"Kai!" You wrapped your arms around Jongin's neck to hug him.

Jongin took a step back with a weird look on his face. "What did you call me?"

"Kai."

"Every other day you call me 'Jongin.'"

You were hearing the words and understanding, but you couldn't, for the life of you, formulate a response.

As Kris passed by to get a drink you grabbed him by the arm. "Gege," you called him in Chinese but spoke to him in English. "Tell him I didn't sleep last night. My brain's not working."

Kris chuckled while Jongin stared, not comprehending the conversation in front of him. But Kris translated like he usually does; leaving quickly afterwards. Jongin began understand what was happening. "Oh, I'm sorry." He brought you close and guided your head down on his shoulder. "You can rest here for a while."

Jongin then held you forward by your shoulders, letting your head hang, he bent down to look into your eyes. "Neither Baekhyun nor Chanyeol are up yet."

His comment made you giggle drousily. "Can I just lay on your couch for a bit?" You made your way over but Jongin stopped you short.

"No go sleep in my bed Y/N. It's much more comfy." Jongin walked with you there.

"Okay but don't expect to get it back tonight." You plopped down on his bed, instantly dozing off. Jongin climbed over you to hug you to sleep.

Later that day you still had to ask Yixing for help talking here and there. But you and Tao seemed to have a very functioning Chinese/Korean conversation. You're still not sure why Jongin was laughing beside you, but it was cute nonetheless.

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[instakpop]

Kris oneshot - The dawn of 21

Happy birthday @catou1305

Kris | Luhan | Tao

Kiss, kiss kiss. You could feel your boyfriend's warm lips pressing to your cheek. “Baby....” Kris’s rocky morning voice make you perk up, but you were too tired to open your eyes. “Come on, baby girl. Open those beautiful eyes for me… Please?” His hands moved up and down your waist, tickling you. You squirmed away from his touch, smiling to yourself.

“Dooon’t~” You whined, refusing to open your eyes.

“But baby, It’s your birthday. You can’t sleep all day. It’ll be hard to pamper you.”

“Kris, I told you I didn’t want anything big.” You lifted your head off the pillow, finally opening your eyes and cuddling into his chest.

Kris chuckled lightly and rubbed your back. “I know. But that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have a special day for your 21st. Just you and me.” His honeyed words were too sweet to argue with. He always knew how to get his way with you. “Speaking of which, I thought we could have a quick bath to start your day.”

He jumped out of bed, whipping the covers off of you and came around to your side to carry you off to the bathroom. He set you down on the countertop and helped you out of your PJs, letting his eyes linger over your bare body. You watched lovingly as he turned on the faucet, trying to get the right temperature. He used a few essential oils to levitate the relaxing scents off the warm water and fill the room.

Once again, Kris lifted you into his arms. He slowly placed you into the bath, letting you relax. He leaned in for a quick kiss and got up to leave.

“I thought the bath was for us.” You said in confusion.

“It is. Just enjoy your bath. I’ll be right back.” With that, he left you in the bathroom.

A few minutes later, he arrived with two glasses of mimosas and a bowl of strawberries. Kris looked at you and smirked. “Breakfast of champions.”

“Apparently… But will I enjoy it alone?”

Kris quickly got the hint. He stripped down and joined you in the tub. He handed you your drink and brought you in to lay your head on his chest. His hands moved down your arms, creating goosebumps on your skin. You moaned lightly as his fingertips ghosted over your breasts under the water. Fearing you’d drop the glass, you placed your drink on the flat edge of the tub.

“Just relax, baby.” He whispered.

With one hand massaging your breast, Kris’s other hand stroked your clit, making you quiver.  Your jaw dropped a bit, letting your moans flow from your mouth. Kris kissed the sweet spot on the side of your neck, stimulating your entire body. Your rocked your hips to match Kris’s strokes. Taking you by surprise, He plunged two fingers into you without warning.

“Mmm~” You hummed.

“Don’t hold back, baby.” He rubbed his thumb against your clit while pumping his fingers in and out of you. “Cum for me.”

His lips continued to kiss and suck on your neck, certainly leaving a mark. As you approached your climax, you clenched your walls around him, flexing your lower half and calling his name. With a few more thrusts of his fingers, your back arched and you came undone.

“Just like that, baby. Cum all over my fingers.” He kept up with his rapid pace while your whimpered and groaned through your orgasm.

Soon enough, you came down from your high and took some deep breaths, reclining against Kris’s front. He kissed the top of your head and held you in his strong arms.

“Happy 21st, baby girl.” He said with a kiss.

“I wouldn’t want to spend it any other way.”

THE END

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[3:57pm] luhan screaming ‘blow it like a flute’ around your house

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hi, chelle 🖐 how's everything in christchurch? wishing you, all of your family, & your loved ones the best ❤ may i have a drabble of bad boy kris wu yifan going soft on his s/o? thanks beforehand 🥰 have a great weekend & much love from jakarta ❤❤❤

Hey sweets, thanks for your message. To be honest, I’ve tuned out from the news. I know there’s been more stuff happening, and the helicopters are back in full force because of it. I’ve just tried to ignore it because I was getting too anxious when following the news. Thank you for asking though! I appreciate it.

If this sucks, I’m sorry. I’ve never written Kris before >_> 

Pairing: Kris Wu x reader

Word count: 165

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“Could you come now?” you asked and he sighed into the receiver, his face creasing up with concern. Ignoring the jeering of those around him, he nodded even though you couldn’t see him.

“I’ll be there soon, baby.”

Hanging up the call, he turned to the older man in the room and took out his in-ear piece. “I have to go.”

“You’re kidding, right? We’re working on the next heist and planning our positions. You can’t just walk out of here!”

“I can and I will,” Kris told them, removing the remaining equipment he had on him. “I’m needed elsewhere.”

“Ever since that-” 

“Don’t finish that sentence,” he warned, stalking out of the operation room and over to his car. Kris was growing tired of playing the same old game. You were a breath of fresh air in his stale routine and meant more to him than anything else now.

You opened the door as soon as he knocked and Kris smiled warmly. “I’m home.”

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My requests and ask box are open for this week’s Chelle Chats!

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[kplotbunnies-blog]

one of those nights

junmyeon didn't understand where the temptation came from, after having it buried for almost an year and a half. he knows he still have the small picture album of them on the lowest drawer on his wardrobe, and just the thought of taking a peek sends pangs of unidentifiable emotions through his being.

all those days and nights, he'd pretended to be strong, like it didn't effect him when it effected him the most. yifan took half of his soul when he left, without a word, without goodbye, and junmyeon felt broken. he doesn't say it though, he acts like it barely fazed him, he had to be stronger for his members. so he buried them, all their precious memories and all their moments, the shared kisses, stolen glances and jokes, he takes it all and buries it deep in his heart so he could be strong.

but when nights like this come, temptation knocking on his door and junmyeon just gives in to the sadness that's created home in his soul and takes out the album. the blurred pictures, emotions and actions captured in frozen still moments where everything felt perfect and right.

at that moment, everything he's built up over the year comes crashing down in a matter of seconds. the emotions pour, like water from an open tap, trickling into his hands, filling up and overflowing at the edges and spills down. junmyeon wasn't so strong anymore, as he clutches the pictures to his chest and cries in the darkness. it's one of those nights, where he can't stand being the strong leader he was, standing up for 10 others, looking and caring after them yet neglecting himself in process just to forget the memories, to forget the happiness, to get rid of the sadness and emptiness.

he can't always be strong, he can't seem to bury kris deep inside his heart, he can't get over those hurtful feelings, that used to make him so happy yet. he can't stop being sad tonight.

#kris wu #kim junmyeon #kim suho #wu yifan #exo #angst #krisho #drabble #song inspired #key #shinee #key ft. crush - one of those nights

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requests are currently open! i’ll be talking requests for anything that i am comfortable with (aka fluff, angst, au’s), not smut, and if i don’t pick yours i’ll tell you, for i’ll only take the requests that i feel i can write. i write for the following groups/soloists:

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and that’s all! please, send a lot of requests since i’ll be piling them up for the following months of updates! thank you!

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[mybiasisexo]

Target

Genre: Angst | Mafia!au

Pairing: None

Length: 3.5k

Warning: Language | Violence | Unfinished | OC | 1st Person

Summary: A year after her last mission, Dragen has a lot to prove to both her company and herself, but when she begins to grow closer to her next target, she realizes she might be a little too soft for her current career....

Author’s Note: Started this in like 2014 I believe and this is all I wrote, probably won’t ever finish it, but you know how it issss.

MASTERLIST

Work:

Chen and I are standing outside a deserted brick building in downtown next to an equally deserted train track.

“You think you’re so brave,” Chen chuckles, rolling his eyes.

“I am,” I say, smirking.

“Then prove it.”

Now I’m the one to roll my eyes, “you’re such a troll.” 

A knowing smile grows across my face as I pull out the sleek glock 22 from inside my jacket and cock the gun. When it is ready, I place the barrel in my mouth.

Chen starts laughing before growing serious as he grasps the grip, placing his index finger confidently onto the trigger.

“What are you going to do now, Dragen?” He asks me gravelly, but I spot a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

In reply, I pull my lips back, flashing him my pearly teeth, with a few gold teeth as well.

At that moment, a black van pulls up and a shorter dark haired man walks out of the driver’s side.

“Alright, guys. That’s enough,” he orders, and Chen laughs again as I pull away from the lethal weapon, wiping the saliva that had started to drip off my chin.

“I can’t leave you two alone without you fooling around. I’m surprised we ever get anything done,” the man, Kyungsoo, mutters.

“Oh please,” I say. “You know that this ‘business’ would crumble if not for us.”

“Not to mention your sense of humor,” Chen grins brightly. His lips stretch even further when Kyungsoo glares viciously at him.

After clearing his throat, Kyungsoo gets down to business, “the guy we are looking for is named Wu Yifan, but he goes by Kris. Rumor has it, he’s discovered some very…interesting information about our contractor that can ruin their business. We must capture him and figure out what he knows.”

“So are we going to get him today or…?” Chen asks.

Kyungsoo shakes his head, “no. Today, you two are just going to find and observe. Get a good feel of him so that we can figure out how to approach him.”

Chen and I nod once in unison. Kyungsoo reaches into his jacket and pulls out a small picture, holding it out for the two of us to see. The picture is in black and white and shows the side of a man’s face, he seems to be about the same age as us.

“This is our guy. Find him, study him, and report your findings back to me. Understood?”

“Affirmative,” I reply, sliding my glock back into its hiding place.

“Alright. Good luck.” Kyungsoo heads back into his van and peels out, causing dirt to waft around us.

We cough and choke on the dirt. Once it clears we glance at each other.

“I was really hoping we would kill someone today,” Chen pouts and sighs.

I take a deep breath and let it go harshly, placing my hands on my hips, “not today. Looks like we’re spying.”

“I feel so degraded. Isn’t this Sehun’s job?”

I smack his arm, “behave.”

Chen pouts again, rubbing his arm, “let’s go.”

~*~

Twenty minutes later, Chen and I find ourselves sitting at a park, watching a basketball game.

Our boy, Yifan, is attempting to play. He’s pretty good, at least, he’s very confident.

“He has literally missed every single shot he’s thrown,” Chen says, voice filled with mild disbelief.

I sigh, “How the hell did this guy uncover vital information about our contractor that can destroy them?”

“He had to stumble upon it. There’s no way….”

Yifan tosses the ball at the basket again, Chen and I tilt our heads to the side as the ball bounces off the backboard and soars back to Yifan, who ducks just in time.

“Pathetic,” Chen says. “Should we teach him a thing or two?”

I shake my head, “we must stay in shadow mode. We need to figure him out so that we can find a way to approach him.”

“You’re right. I just feel so bad for the man.”

“At least he looks hot while doing it.”

Chen is silent and I glance over at him. He is staring at me incredulously.

“What?” I pout.

“Your taste in men is quite appalling,”

“Yeah, especially since this one cannot stay.” I pull the sunglasses that are resting on the top of my head down to my eyes and stand. “Should we go?”

“Do you think we’ve gathered enough information?”

I shrug, “No. But I’m tired and he’s boring. Maybe they got the wrong guy.”

“We never make mistakes, Dragen, you know that.”

“Ilhoon will be worried. I promised him I’d be home early tonight.”

“What’s going on between you two anyway?”

“He’s my best friend,” I breathe.

“If he were your best friend, he’d know what you have been doing for the past five years. You’re lying to him.”

“You know that this profession calls for us to lie to everyone that matters, or else they’ll get hurt.”

Chen just shakes his head, “let’s wait one more hour. Hopefully he’ll go home, and you can peep on him taking a hot shower.”

I think about Chen’s offer. It is true that we haven’t gotten much on this Kris guy—except for the fact that he’s a terrible basketball player—and after my last assignment, I cannot afford to call it a day. “One more hour.”

Chen salutes and we get settled once again on the bench.

Yifan misses again.

~*~

“We’ve gathered that he likes to play sports, basketball in particular, though he isn’t very good.”

“Also, he enjoys eating jelly filled donuts and is quite clumsy, being that he got the jelly all over his shirt.”

“In a nutshell. This man is pathetic, and could possibly be molded like putty in Dragen’s hands,” Chen finishes with a smirk.

Kyungsoo’s wide eyes bounce back and forth between Chen and I. Finally he sighs and leans back in his chair, “alright. You two are dismissed. I’ll report your minuscule findings to the boss and he’ll let us know where to continue with this mission.”

Chen and I both rise to go but then Kyungsoo asks me to stay behind. Chen and I lock eyes and I can sense the worry in his gaze, but he leaves nonetheless, he has no choice.

I settle back down into my chair and wait for Kyungsoo to speak. He leans forward, folding his hands in front of him. His tan suit is a size too big for him and he looks like a son pretending to be his father at his office. 

“Suho is still worried about your well-being, Dragen,” he starts and I try not to roll my eyes. “He wants to make sure you won’t turn on us again. You haven’t killed anyone since Minho, and giving you such a big assignment after your near failure causes him to worry.”

I bite my lip. Just hearing his name rips me up inside, causes tears to form in my eyes. I take a deep breath and suck it back in, tape myself quickly back together so that I’m not exposed.

“So what do you suggest?” I question.

Kyungsoo opens a drawer and pulls out a manila folder, sliding it over to me.

“It’s a small mission. Just a man who was trading secrets of the South to the North. He’s on the run, right on the border, but they pinned him and have been watching him. His expiration date is tomorrow at noon, and then it’s a free for all. The government wants him disposed of before then.”

I skim through his profile. Kim Minseok, thirty years old, he was an officer in our military and apparently pretty high up. I wonder what caused him to betray the country in such a way.

“Do you think you can handle it?”

I allow myself this eye roll, “I can handle it.”

Kyungsoo nods and I see a hint of a smile pull at the side of his face, “good.”

I rise and walk quickly out of his office. Sometimes that man gives me the chills. It isn’t like I think he’d hurt me or anything, but I know that he can be ruthless and is completely deadly. He’s a killing machine.

At around two in the morning, I find myself on top of an old abandoned building. It’s an extremely windy night, and my curly hair flies violently behind me. Quickly, I wrap my hair into a ponytail and resume my position: kneeling on one knee with my rifle resting on the edge of the building. I peek through the scope, scanning the area for Minseok. Finally, after an hour and a half, I catch movement. There he is, running through the deserted open road covered in filth. You’d have thought he’d know better. I mean, the man’s on the run, why is he running out in the open? Oh well, I can’t care less for the reasons behind his actions. All I care about is proving Suho and Kyungsoo wrong. I can be just as heartless as them, and I am going to prove it in three, two, one…

Bang! 

The jolt from my rifle pushes me back and I stumble for a second as Minseok falls, out cold. Quickly, I snatch my weapon and run as fast as I can carrying the heavy equipment on my shoulder. Once I’m out the building, I yank out my glock and cautiously approach the man sprawled against the asphalt. I glance around me, all is clear. Minseok takes a quick breath and I jump.

“Please,” he whispers. I swallow hard as his eyes roll up to my face. “Please, I had to do it. I’m sorry. No one ever has a choice.”

“No,” I snap back at him. “There is always a choice, always a way out.”

“I guess you’ll find out soon….” He takes another breath, but doesn’t ever let it back out.

What was that?! No time to think about it. I have to leave the scene. I run over to my unmarked van and throw my rifle in the back, carefully maneuvering the vehicle so to not leave any marks. Once I am about forty miles out, I high sped it out of there. When I am at my safe spot—a dingy 24-hour gas station—I jump to the back and dismantle my weapon. Once it is put away, I drive back to the agency, switching the van for my own Dodge Neon and finally go home.

Pretenses:

He smiles and his front teeth shine against the darkness that surrounds us.

“You’re so beautiful when you’re shy,” he breathes, taking me all in.

I smirk, pretending to be brave, “your flattery isn’t really working, Minho.”

“Oh yeah?” He growls and presses himself closer to me, causing both my heart to race and a moan to escape. His smile widens with satisfaction.

“I love you,” he murmurs against the skin of my collarbone.

Don’t say that, I think. All the same, I smile and answer back to him, “I love you too, Minho.”

“Good,” he snaps, his voice serious and deep with lust. “Because you’re mine, Baby. For forever.”

I awake with tears in my eyes. I’m still dreaming of him, a whole year later. I don’t think I’ll ever not dream of him, of the man who showed me what real love felt like.

I check the time and jump up and run to my closet until I freeze. Today is Sunday, I have today off.

I sigh and lean against my closet doorframe filled with relief. Something unhinged me about my last mission, something about the way Minseok had just given up, about what he said to me. A sense of fear crawls up my throat like a premonition and I swallow it back fiercely. I’m overreacting. Maybe Suho and Kyungsoo are right about me, maybe I am becoming soft.

I step out of my room and bump into Ilhoon. His arms encircle me and he takes a step back, catching us.

“Whoa, there,” he murmurs, chuckling as we pull away. “Good morning to you too, Dray.”

I rub my forehead and sigh, “sorry.”

“Busy night?” He asks. He starts walking away and I follow him to the kitchen, plopping on a chair as he pulls out two bowls from the cabinet. “You didn’t get in until late…”

I wince, “I’m sorry, Ilhoonie. I know you want me to come home earlier, but my job is kicking my butt.”

“All you do is fix computers,” he scoffs and hands me a bowl filled with chocolate cereal—our favorite.

“You’d be surprised how complicated fixing a computer can be. First you have to find the problem, and then you have to check the entire database and make sure all of the files and other information won’t get lost and then—”

“Alright, alright. I believe you,” he chuckles, shaking his head. “You’re going to give me a headache with all that computer talk.”

“Sorry,” I mutter. I’m not feeling very well today, and Ilhoon can sense it.

“Well, you have today off, don’t you?” I nod. “Are you going up to your parents’ later?”

I nod again, “Zelo’s birthday is tomorrow so we’re celebrating it tonight. Are you going to come too?”

Ilhoon shrugs, “I am practically family. Plus, I haven’t seen Zelo in a while. How old is he turning?”

“Nineteen,” I gulp. My little brother is becoming a man today, and I’d be lying if I didn’t say I was terrified.

Ilhoon laughs, “remember us at nineteen? We went wild on our birthday!” Ilhoon and I share the same birthday, hence why we are so close.

I shudder, “that is exactly why I am nervous. I don’t want Yongguk anywhere near him after ten.”

Ilhoon’s eyes darken, but he doesn’t say anything. We finish our breakfast in silence and I help him wash the dishes.

“It’s almost twelve, get ready,” he orders as he heads to his room.

I sigh and roll my eyes. Ilhoon is very religious. If there is one thing he loves, it’s the lord. One of the requirements of living with him is that I have to accompany him to Sunday mass every week.

Once there, we sit in a pew near the middle and listen to the word. The father preaches about God’s love and undying devotion, but I don’t feel any reassurance.

I’m no angel. I’m the opposite, in fact. I’ve committed too many sins to be forgiven and I know there is nothing pleasant waiting for me on the other side.

God gave up on me a long time ago.

~*~

After mass, Ilhoon and I head over to my parents’ house. The place is packed with all of Zelo’s friends. Once my father sees me, he beams and wraps me in a hug. Since my life is so busy with work, I don’t see my family often. It has been a few weeks since Zelo and I have talked, and months since my parents’ and I have.

“Where’s Zelo?” I practically yell into my father’s ear. The music is so loud I can feel it more than hear it.

“In the living room, AKA the ‘dance floor’.” My father rolls his eyes and chuckles at my silly brother. I nod and snatch Ilhoon’s hand, dragging him with me to the living room.

In the middle of the room, surrounded by a semi-circle is the birthday boy. He’s busting all kinds of moves and I roll my eyes—I taught that kid practically everything he knows.

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[marshmallow-phd]

Magic Kingdom

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Kris x Reader

A/N: @smut-wars Bee made me this moodboard a while back and I’m feeling self-indulgent and in need of Kris fluff, so I added this little story to it! Enjoy!

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Laughter and joyful yells echoed all around. Smiling faces and lasting memories were being created on every corner. No wonder this was considered the happiest place on earth. Or, at least, one of them. 

It was Kris’ idea to take your first big family vacation to Disneyland in Hong Kong. At first, you were worried that people would be crowding the three of you given Kris’ celebrity status, but you were left alone for the most part. Several people stopped, pointing and whispering giggles to each other, but they kept their distance, allowing you to enjoy your time together in peace. 

“Tian, slow down!” you yelled after your rambunctious five-year-old. As she came to a stop, she turned around and giggled at you, pointing excitedly at Belle. You couldn’t help but beam at her enthusiasm. “Yes, but we have to wait in line,” you told her. 

“You can go ahead,” a woman offered, waving you in front of her to greet the costumed princess.

“Oh, thank you so much, but we’ll wait! Her father has the camera.” Speaking of which, you searched around the area, frowning. Kris had left nearly fifteen minutes ago to grab water for the three of you. How long could that take?

“I’m here, I’m here,” Kris chuckled as he approached. In his hands were three bottles of cold water to chase away the heat of the island summer.  

You took one, unscrewing the cap and gulping down nearly half of the contents. “Thank you.”

“Mom! Dad! Hurry up!” Tian whined. 

“Hey, now!” you scolded. If she kept this up, you were going to have stop letting Tao babysit. 

“Tian, you can wait,” Kris added as put the water bottles into the bag slung over your shoulders. Tian pouted, but stopped trying to rush. You wanted her to enjoy these days where the three of you were together since Kris traveled so much, but it was hard to contain her excitement. And it was infectious. 

The three of you waited in line to meet Belle, turning down all offers to allow you to skip ahead. After about the third offer, you explained that you wanted to teach Tian patience and the surrounding parents understood. 

“Well, hello, there,” Belle greeted as Tian shyly stepped up. 

You were crouched down behind your daughter. You tried to be encouraging as you rubbed her back. A broad smile stretched across your face as how adorable she was being. “Are you going to say hi?”

Tian lifted her hand and waved.

“What’s your name?” Belle asked.

Immediately, Tian hid her face in your chest. Neither you nor Kris - who was capturing the whole thing in pictures - could hold back the laugh. Your daughter was always the more outgoing type so to have her suddenly be shy was shocking, but no less a bit entertaining. 

“Do you want to just get a picture?” you asked Tian. Still not showing her face, she nodded. 

Breaking character for only a second, Belle sent you a knowing look. 

“Thank you,” you mouthed to her, gaining a nod in return. 

“Tian, you are very pretty,” Belle complimented. “I love your top!”

“Thank you,” Tian mumbled when she finally emerged from your arms. “My mom has one, too.”

“I see that!”

You threw Kris a look, who beamed at the praise. The matching outfits of simple shorts and a Mickey Mouse t-shirt had been his idea. You weren’t one of those moms who had matching outfits with their kids, but you gave in since it was Disney, after all. 

Afraid that you were holding up the line, you shuffled Tian a little closer and all three of you smiled at the camera and you went on your way. 

Tian’s earlier energy was back when she spotted a new ride she wanted to go on and took off through the crowded street. But she wasn’t fast enough for Kris’ long legs and he caught her in no time, scooping her up in his arms as she squealed with joy. 

“You know better than to run off like that.” That rare fatherly tone was evident in his voice, but the effect was lost as soon as he smiled. 

“That one! That one!” Tian yelled, pointing to the ride. 

Kris turned to you, that childlike excitement evident in his own eyes. “Mom?”

You nodded. How could you say no to those two?

Still carrying Tian, Kris hurried along to get in line with you right behind. 

Several hours later, the sky was dark and Tian was fighting to stay awake. You tried to convince her it was time to go to bed, but she wanted to see the fireworks, so you agreed to wait a little longer. As soon as the first boom sang across the sky, she gasped and clapped loudly at the pretty colors. Kris, too, watched the display in amazement as he blindly took your hand and intertwined your fingers. 

It was moments like these you wished could last forever. The three of you as a family, happy and together. You knew it was inevitable, the going back to reality. Kris was scheduled to leave for the States next week, right after getting home from vacation and it would be just you and Tian again until he came home. 

Leaning your head against Kris’ shoulder, you sighed. It might have been childish, but you wished that time could stop, if only for a little while. If it were to ever happen, this could be the place, right? After all, it wasn’t called the Magic Kingdom for nothing. 

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[cloudycrystalkpop]

“liar” and “run” with Kris Wu from EXO

spell book

“there’s some weird ass shit going on.” he huffed as he pulled his hood over his eyes.

“you’re being dramatic.” you rolled your eyes.

“am i?” he raised a brow. you suddenly felt a chill down your spine. Kris’ eyes moved from your face to just over your shoulder.

“…what is it?” you asked, about to turn over your shoulder.

“don’t.” you jumped at his tone, reaching out and grabbing your shoulder. his eyes flitted from your eyes to just behind you. “listen to me very carefully.”

you swallowed, but nodded.

“(y/n), i’m going to need you,” you felt something cold brush your back, causing you to stiffen. “RUN!”

Kris grabbed you arm and pulled you behind him. you let out a yell and bolted.

~

Kris stared at the creature, a warmth he’d forgotten about growing in his throat.

“you can run, but you know it’s hopeless.” the voice echoed. Kris scoffed in reply.

“liar.”

~

you looked over your shoulder, just in time, to watch a black hooded figure go up in flames.

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Kris scenario - Partnership deal

Not requested

Genre: angst, SMUT, boss x assistant

Warnings: mile high club ;)

Bosses are can be fairly intimidating, but it just comes with the job. Or so I thought. Being selected out of hundreds of applicants to be an assistant for none other than Wu Yifan or Kris as he prefers. Of course, with that, comes the great responsibility of the job. The first five minutes of Kris coming into work dictate the entire day. If he's in a bad mood, he makes it known.

It all started yesterday when I showed up about twenty minutes before Kris did and checked his schedule for the day. Soon enough, he burst through the doors, walking quickly to his office and not slowing down for anyone. I jumped up and handed him his morning tea.

"Good morning Mr.Wu-"

"Not for our client it isn't." He said, cutting me off. I hurried my step to keep up with his long strides. "Any weekend plans?" He asked.

I was astounded by what he said, but I had to say something before he disappeared into his office. "N-no. I'm not-"

"Good. I need you on the trip to New York with me tomorrow at three. Parker Industries wants to discuss a partnership project. I want my assistant there."

"Yes, sir." He walked into his office and nearly closed the door behind him until he opened it again. "Y/n, what's this on my desk?"

"Oh, that's the file for the Smith/Anderson divorce case. Mr. Anderson called yesterday after you left." I got up and followed him into his office.

He closed the door behind me, holding my waist to guide me in. We stopped in the middle of his office, pressing himself to my back, causing me to smirk.

"I missed you." He whispered.

"You saw me yesterday." I held his hand while his hot breath tickled my neck.

"No. I saw my assistant yesterday. I missed you, like this." His hands started to hike up my skirt but I stopped him.

"Not here. Anyone could hear us." I warned.

He turned me around kissing me passionately. I was moved back against his massive desk, pushing his phone and a few picture frames out of the way. We couldn't go too far, being in the office and all, but I just can't resist him.

We always end up like this, ever since that tension-filled interview, then the sexually charged first day, by the time the weekend rolled around, we ended up in bed. No one else knows, naturally. I would hate for someone to think I got the job because I'm sleeping with the boss, but it's not that way at all. We've been enjoying each other's company for a couple of months now with no strings attached. In fact, this trip to New York is our first weekend away together. Wait... This is our first weekend away together!

Our lips moved in sync up until that thought burned into my head. I couldn't help but be entranced by the age-old question: what if? What if it's too soon to get this personal and something goes horribly wrong?

Kris pulled away and looked at me. "What's wrong?"

"I just... Is it too soon to be taking trips together?"

"Y/n, it's a business trip, anything else that happens- well... I won't object." He laid a sneaky kiss on my neck.

"Kris, I'm serious."

He backed up, leaving me to sit on his desk. As he reclined in his guest chair, he sighed, knowing my previous mood has changed. I began to feel bad about raining on his parade, so I walked to him and sat on his lap.

"I just want this to be real. I can't just be in a physical relationship." I placed my arm around his shoulder and Kissed his temple.

"You're right. How about, we just keep things professional for the rest of the day and during the meeting this weekend. Then by the end of it, we can know for sure if we want this enough to take it to the next level."

"Which is?"

"Commitment. Either fully invested or not at all. Sound good?" He asked.

I gave him a nod and kiss, agreeing to his terms. He let me off his lap and stood up to walk me out. I went to open the door, but Kris held me back. I smiled at his playfulness and turned to him.

"One more kiss?" He asked, pulling me in.

"Hmm." I hummed against his lips.

We broke apart and I reached for the door handle. He pinched the side of my ass from behind the door before I walked out of his office, sneaking one more touch.

Today began with an early morning wake up call from Kris. I turned over, groggy and sluggish. I picked up my phone to see Kris's text displayed on the screen.

Kris: Rise and shine! Don't wait until the last minute to pack, I'll see you at one

Y/n: Okay. I'll see you then

I gathered all the things I would need for the weekend and packed them into my luggage. I made sure to bring plenty of work clothes, but the dirty side of me ended up packing my matching lingerie sets as well, just in case. My morning routine went by much faster than I thought, so I went over my copy of the project proposal from Parker Industries.

My phone buzzed, meaning that Kris texted me to say he's here and sure enough he was. I grabbed my bags and locked the door as I left. When I met Kris outside he helped me sore away my luggage and ushered me into the back seat with him while the driver took us to the airport.

Kris's hand wandered to my knee, moving to my upper thigh and in, close to my center. He gripped my leg, making my beating heart quicken. We locked eyes at that moment, fighting the urge to attack each other with lust and hunger for sex.

I snapped out of his hypnotic gaze when I noticed the driver pulling into the airfield. The gates opened, showing a fleet of jets.

"Wait. We're taking a jet?" I questioned.

"Yeah, Parker's letting us use his private jet for the flight there and back," Kris smirked

The smile on my face grew as the car stopped and Kris came around to let me out. We boarded the jet, sitting comfortably in the seats while the airline employees loaded the storage area below. Kris got up briefly to get us both a glass of champagne. He handed me a flute and I got curious.

"Are we celebrating?" I asked.

"Not necessarily. I'm just feeling really good about this... partnership." He explained.

"But you haven't signed Parker's deal yet." I pointed out.

"I'm not talking about Parker." He smirked.

The captain turned on the fasten seatbelt sign with perfect timing.  I locked my self into the large seat and got ready to lift off. My nerves started in like they usually do, but Kris's hand held mine to calm me down. He really could read me like a book.

Once we were in the air, Kris and I could walk around freely. We went over some of the cases he was working on and challenged me to come up with strategies in the courtroom. I didn't realize how close we were until I caught a whiff of his intoxicating cologne.

I could feel his warmth hovering off his skin. His nose brushed against my cheek before he kissed my jaw. We couldn't care less about the case at that point. We just wanted each other. I straddled his hips tossing the file on the floor and kissing his heavenly lips with desire. Kris's hands rested on my ass, giving it a good squeeze.

My skirt started to glide up to my hips and I grinded down on his growing bulge.  I couldn't handle all this friction. I wanted more. Kris practically read my thoughts and unbuckled his pants, pulling them down just enough to free his throbbing erection.

"I want you now." He whispered.

He moved my panties to the side and massaged my folds, wettening his long cock before pulling me down with a harsh thrust. I nuzzled my face into his neck, muffling my moans as they came pouring out of my mouth between profanities. I bounced on his hips, taking his entire member inside me.

I shivered at the sound of him whispering dirty things in my hear, telling me exactly what he was going to do to me the moment we got off this jet and into the hotel room. I held onto his shoulders as we erupted into orgasm, moaning each other's names.

When we came back to reality, Kris helped me off of him as he pulled out and tucked himself back into his pants while I re-adjusted my skirt and panties. He pulled me down on his lap and kissed my lips again.

“I’m really glad you came on this trip with me.” He said, looking into my eyes.

“Of course. And for the record, I’m feeling good about this ‘partnership’ too.” I said.

THE END

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