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This one's about you x Kris (not skydragon or gyoon) so yep hope you like it :D
I really need a book cover for my fanfic, Not Supposed to Fall for You. It stars Kris and a Korean/ Chinese Girl. Could you please make me a cover with Kris and a girl (Chinese/ Korean) and also includes the title? Please don't include my user name. Thanks so much!!
An oneshot featuring Wu Yifan. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY LOVE <3
Why? If this is hurting him too, why didn’t he stop? If this relationship brings nothing but pain why didn’t he say it to your face that it’s over?
Hi... reader... So basically this my second fic....still my first fic haven't finished yet.sorry... *puppy eyes* This story based from movie Watch life as we know it , should i say copy from or inspired by???.... u judge?.... Enjoy!!!!
Because Kris makes me feel things so I have to write another fluffy scenario
You live with Kris in your house, with a beautiful relationship. But that's not last long. Your heart shattered piece by piece at the sight. Little did you know, it's for you. Little did you know, you slowly losing him.
It is not uncommon in the wild for dominant males to kill infants not belonging to them. It's deemed a waste of resources to raise another male's offspring that carries no genetic similiarity to him. And that is your biggest fear, a possible mate harming your precious, baby brother Sehun. He's not even a year old yet, your mother died giving birth and your father just got killed. Now you're doing everything you can to keep Sehun alive, but wha
Kris Wu and You
The last thing Kris wanted was to move on. He was perfectly content wallowing in his misery while pretending everything was okay. But when you come walking into his shop with a broken down car, he realizes the thing he’d been avoiding the most just might be the cure he always needed. He just couldn’t believe that it’d been you all along. Kris had been your best friend when you were kids before he’d moved away without a word of goodbye. Now nearly fifteen years later, you run into him again by