8^th February, 2010

Wu-Park Residence (Wu Bachelor Pad)

Morning, master bedroom

‘Bebebebeep, bebebebeep’

WHACK!

“Hmmmh…”

‘Bebebebeep…’

A loud groan echoed then a high-pitched scream followed.

            “What? WHAT?” Kris opened his heavy eyes and searched for his partner. His long arms that were wrapped around Chanyeol tightened. He could feel that the boy was squirming and felt his wife’s smaller fingers pushing to unravel his hold. But the sleepy man was soon closing his eyes again. It was way too early. He knew Chanyeol set the alarm 2 hours early.

“5 more minutes…”

“Noooo, you’re-so-heavy!! Up up, hyung!” Chanyeol grunted as he laboured to lift Kris’s bare and hard arms. Oh, believe him when he said that Kris was heavy. All the muscles weighed tons. And SM said he was skinny.

“Argh,” Chanyeol exhaled when he got his body out of Kris’s embrace. “”We’re late. We’re late!”

Kris groaned and went back to lie on his back. He brought his arm to his eyes as he listened to the flutters of Chanyeol running around the room. The bathroom door was slammed shut. He groaned again and buried his face into the pillow and lay on his stomach. He was about to doze off again when he felt the duvet pulled harshly.

“Wake up, hyung!” Chanyeol’s cracking voice huffed. When did he finish showering?

“Hmmm…”

“Aish, hyung!”

SLAP!

“OW!”

Kris immediately flipped his body and sat straight on the bed. He was still drowsy and shocked. The drowsiness was leaving him. Chanyeol did not just do that…again.

“Glad that works every time,” Chanyeol sniggered as he folded the duvet and laid it in on the end of the bed. He began to rearrange the pillows and pushed Kris’s body out of his way.

“What a way to treat your husband.”

“Pshh, yeah yeah! Go shower! You stink!” Chanyeol slapped Kris’s shoulder.

“Do you have to slap my every time? It hurts, you know,” Kris’s thick voice grumbled as he stretched his body. His long legs brought him to his towel. Kris grumbled something about Chanyeol should never have sought for Wu Jing Ren’s advice on how to wake him up. Her methods were always ruthless!

“Well, it’s the only way to get you out of the bed. Seriously, hyung, what is with you and morning?”

“Hmmm,” Kris mumbled as he shuffled towards his busy wife. He immediately engulfed the smaller boy into a warm hug and snuggled into Chanyeol’s neck. He sighed when Chanyeol’s soothing pomegranate body wash wafted from the smooth skin. Not too feminine and not too strong for his taste.

Just perfect.

Chanyeol’s hands stopped the moment Kris hugged him and a faint smile bloomed. It made him wonder why Kris liked to hug him so much.

This was their morning ritual. He got up, and then woke his husband up and Kris would hug him and nuzzle his nose to any part of Chanyeol’s skin he could cover. A soft peck landed just below his earlobe and Kris’s nose continued to skim their way to his wife’s exposed shoulder. Kris was addicted to Chanyeol.

Safe to say, Chanyeol was adapting to his new life and Kris helped him a lot. Despite his doubts, his uncertainties, his insecurities, Chanyeol’s wish to make everything work never faltered. He was never in this sort of position before so the awkwardness in his actions spoke volume.

It wasn’t like he didn’t like Kris – God, no, he love him.

Chanyeol’s shyness just made it harder for him to stare directly into his husband’s eyes – and he didn’t want to appear shy or awkward or even afraid of Kris.

It was just that…

His heartbeat thrummed too fast when Kris looked at him

Or that his stomach fluttered too much when Kris hugged him

Or that he suddenly became too stiff and broke into cold sweat when Kris kissed him.

Yeah, Chanyeol was more sensitive than what he credited himself with.

So far, Kris had been an understanding man and had never force Chanyeol into something he didn’t want and the 17-year-old was more than glad for that. But that didn’t stop Kris from stealing kisses from him.

Living with Kris…Chanyeol saw the different sides of his spouse and they all made him fell for him more.

Chanyeol sighed and relaxed into the embrace. He had learned that fighting for his awkwardness would bring him nowhere. Simply enjoying the moment was what he opted.

“Hyung, you should go and shower…” Chanyeol whispered. His mouth said them but his heart wanted Kris to never let go.

Kris’s sharp nose nudged Chanyeol’s cheek lightly before the embrace loosened and Chanyeol immediately missed the warmth.

“I won’t be long, don’t go anywhere,” Kris smiled and went into their bathroom resuming their morning routine.  

 Chanyeol let out a small giggle. His 19-year-old husband was so weird sometimes. Where would Chanyeol go that early in the morning?

~~~

Studio Room 12

“Luhan hyung, do you like me?”

“Eh, what?” the almost 20-year-old accidentally dropped his backpack onto the floor. A soft thud was heard and the other occupants of the studio turned their heads to the just-arriving second eldest. Luhan looked up.

What was up with this guy and the sudden question? However, the serious and expectant face of Kim Jongin was so abnormal that Luhan wanted to run away.

“Or do you like me? You like me more than him, right hyung?!” this time the magnae of their group bounced right in.

Okay…just what the hell was wrong with these two boys!?

“See, he likes me, Jongin-ah. He didn’t answer your question,” Sehun turned to the second youngest.

“He didn’t answer yours either so he likes me,” Jongin harrumphed. “He likes me!”

“Hah, Luhan-hyung spends more time with me!” Sehun cried out.

“Well, I have more than enough sleepovers at his place!”

“He buys me bubble teas!”

“He dances with me!”

“That’s because you two have dance classes together!”

“So he likes me!” Kai shouted. His arms were crossed.

“Why-you!” Sehun’s hands raising wanting to claw and strangle the other’s neck. A heated glaring contest erupted between the two.  

“Hey! HEY! I’M STILL HERE! I’M NOT INVISIBLE!” Luhan yelled desperate to cut the tension between the two. He held Sehun’s and Jongin’s raised arms.

Almost in sync, the two magnaedeul snapped their heads in Luhan’s direction and an I-demand-your-answer was written all over the two’s angry faces.

“I LOVE THE TWO OF YOU THE SAME WAY! THE SAME, NO FAVOURING ONE OVER THE OTHER, YA HEAR ME!?”

“AHA, pay up you two!”

Another voice interrupted and the two 15-year-old boys groaned.

Luhan whipped his head seeing a snickering couple with hands extended towards the now depressed-looking Kim Jongin and Oh Sehun. Angrily, Jongin slapped a bill onto the beaming Baekhyun’s palm while Sehun hesitantly handed Tao his money.

“Wait, what is all this about?” Luhan demanded. Jongin and Sehun were now glaring whatever it was above his head. His doll-like eyes landed onto the two laughing towers leaning against the wall. Kris was chuckling while Chanyeol was showing all his teeth and clapping his hands onto the older one’s thigh before wheezing out of breath. Kris had to pat Chanyeol’s back so he wouldn’t choke.

“We’re so sorry, Luhan-hyung,” Joonmyun who genuinely looked sincere said. Kyungsoo who was sitting by the guardian’s side looked equally sheepish. “Baekhyun challenged the two saying you don’t love them but uri mangnaedeul objected to it so they argued until…yeah, they betted against it. Tao joined in with Baek.”

The wild-haired Chinese lad was quiet and his face was blank. Jongin and Sehun surrounded their child-hyung when suddenly the dazed look blinked away.

“HUANG ZITAO! Wǒyào shāsǐnǐ (I’m going to kill you)!”

“BAEKHYUN HYUNG STARTED IT!”  

“COME HERE YOU TWO! Gimme the MONEY!”

A/N: Just a short and unedited one! If you spot any mistakes, point em out to me, I'll fix em ^^ Hope you like it! Now I have to go back to my studies! ^^ Comment and subscribe lovelies~ See you~ xoxo