KRIS..

You called out his name. But he can't hear you.

KRIS..

You called out once again. Frustrated, you wanted to throw yourself onto him. To show your love.

Now that you are with him, you just wanted to show your love to him.

He is your idol, ever since you saw him perform on TV. Since you saw that gummy smile of his, you felt an unfamiliar tug in your chest.

From that day, you can't forget his face, his tall stature, his clumsiness on reality and variety shows. You just love all of him.

You really wanted to throw yourself into him so bad that you fell from the bed.

Kris was about to leave his room when suddenly one of his plushies fell from the bed.

"Aish, it's you again Strawberry-ah. You're not accustomed to my bed yet, aren't you?" he said as he picked up the fluffy strawberry plushie.

"It's your second day here in my kingdom. Look, Eurongie and Ace likes you already," he said with a smile as he arranged his plushies on his bed.

"Well, I am going to have lunch with my members so be good."

And he already closed the door and left.

It felt surreal but you still feel his large hands in your body. 

You wanna squeal in delight but you cannot.

Yes, you are inlove with your owner. 

And you are just a strawberry.

But in your point, love is love. 

No matter what form, shape or size.

AN: Yes, in this fic, he calls his room as his kingdom. Kekeke. :D

See you in Chapter One. :D