"Have you ever done this before?" Tao smirked. Kris gave him a confused look and he rolled his eyes, "'Where should I start?'"

"Trust me babe, you're in good hands."

"Am I? It seems like you're in need of instructions."

"Not at all," Kris's eyes roamed the raven haired boys body stopping at certain Tempting places, "There's just so much that calls out to me, but which do I want first?"

"I'll help you out a bit," Tao freed one of his hands and grabbed Kris's. He put it on his cheat and slowly pulled it down his body, making sure he felt his abs on the way down. Then he stopped right above his crotch and smirked, "Think you can continue from there?"

Kris smirked back and leaned forward, nibbling on his ear lightly as his hands played with the belt on his pants and-

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"Ge! Where is my backpack?!" Tao yelled from the other room. Kris jumped; having been completely absorbed in the fanfic, he hadn't realized that everyone was still getting ready for that mprning's activities.

He groaned and exited the site, closing the lap top gently as he stood up and walked towards the door. He stepped into the hallway and saw Tao throwing couch cushions around and moving his hyungs aside, looking desperately for his missing bag.

"Have you checked the closet?" Kris asked, leaning against the door frame.

"Yes!"

"Did you call the manger and ask if it was in the practice room?"

"Yes!"

"What about the van?"

"He checked there too!" Tao exited the room he was previously destroying with the look of a panda that had been kicked in the face, "It's my favorite backpack ge. I don't know what I'll do if I lose it..."

His quivering lip and hunched shoulders made Kris think back to the y and confident Tao in the fanfic. He chuckled to himself, Boy do fans have a wild imagination. He ruffled the younger's hair and gave him a small smile, "I'll help you look. Do you know where you last saw it?"

"Thanks Kris," Tao brightened up instantly and looked up, digging through last night’s memories, "Um... I think it was in the living room... Or the hotel we last stayed at... Or Disneyland…"

Kris gaped at him, "Do you realize how off those times are?"

The younger threw his hands up in the air, nearly hitting them on the ceiling like the leader had done so many times before, "I don't remember! It could be anywhere!"

"Did you check your closet?" Chen asked, passing the boys in the hallway.

Tao grimaced, "Do you know what kind of stuff is in there? I'm afraid to open it."

"Yeah, there's probably a family of rats using your backpack as their new home."

"No! Woo is on there!"

"Chen, stop scaring the maknae and go get dressed. Tao, whose 'Woo'?"

"My panda keychain."

"What kind of name is that?"

Tao opened his mouth to explain, but nothing came out. He stared at Kris like he suddenly got an idea and smirked, "I'll tell you if you get my backpack out of there and save Woo."

Kris stared at his blankly and turned around, "It doesn't interest me anymore."

"No, Ge!" Tao grabbed his arm and hugged it tightly, like a child afraid to leave his mom on the first day of school, "I'm sorry! But please help me!"

"Just get the backpack!" Kai called from the bathroom.

"Yah, you're not involved!" Kris snapped back and looked down at the younger. Tao was giving him unintentional aegyo, which was something hard to resist.

"Oh, Kris you're screwed," Lay tsked, surprising the two.

"When did you get here?"

"Just now. Now go get his backpack."

Kris rolled his eyes and trudged off to Tao's room. The maknae cheered behind him, showering him with compliments and thank yous, anything that would please the duizhang. He walked up to the closet and grabbed the handle. Looking over his shoulder, he realized Tao was standing a safe distance away, as if something would really pop out and eat him. Kris rolled his eyes for probably the third time that morning and opened the door; a mountain of dirty clothes and gifts from fans poured out, scattering around the taller male's feet.

"How would you even get your backpack in here?!" he yelled, kicking a jacket on his foot away.

"I don't know what I do when I'm half asleep!" the maknae defended.

Kris ignored him and scanned the contents of the closet. His eyes landed on a small panda sticking out near the top and he reached for it. With one hard tug, the leader pulled the backpack out, along with two shirts that got caught on the strap and a slinky.

Tao jumped for joy and ran over to Kris as he shook the excess items out. He hugged the duizhang around his waist and squeezed tightly.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" he yelled, his words slightly muffled by the fabric of his shirt Kris smiled and gave him a one armed hug back, since he was still holding the backpack. Tao released him and took the bag, examining his key chains and pandas to see if they were destroyed.

"So why Woo?"

"He's named after someone I care dearly for."

"... That doesn't tell me anything."

Tao rolled his eyes, "Wu Fan, you don't get it do you?"

"Apparently not," Kris pulled himself out of the pile and walked towards the door, "I'm not cleaning that up. You can though."

"What?! Ge, at least help me!"

"Nope," Kris snickered and was about to leave, but them he remembered the fic and turned back around, "One more thing," Tao, who was still pouting at his panda, looked up at him, "About your top and bottom question last night."

His eyes widened, "You'll finally tell me what it is?"

"No," the maknae frowned, "But I will tell you I'm top."

He stared at him mildly confused, "How does that answer my question?!"