Summary: In which Tao talks too much and Kris doesn’t like it.

+1500wc. i can only write fluff ;u;

oh, and it's PG15 i think?

beta'd by mieber . thank you mie! <3333333 

for indigoprint@LJ. sorry it takes AGES. now, stop making puppy eyes and clinging to me :3

The first time it happens, Kris isn’t quite sure how to react. He doesn’t even know when it started.

He never noticed back then because, well, he didn't pay that much attention to that particular member of EXO-M. Sure they were bandmates, training and practicing and having meals together, and Tao was always smiling and helpful to him but... 

He is sure he is straight. As straight as a ruler. He enjoys watching those girls swaying their hair with cute facial expressions, he likes basketball, and he likes soccer. He just doesn’t know when he started liking Tao’s voice so much. Like, so ing much.

At first, it is just a small awareness that he likes hearing Tao speak. With his small, almost timid, shy tone. How his tone becomes higher when he is excited, how it becomes strangely alluring when he wants something from his hyungs (shopping buddy, ramen, cake), or how his voice sounds even smaller when he’s sleepy.

Slowly but surely, it becomes an unhealthy obsession. It starts when Luhan pokes Kris’ belly with his fork one morning in the middle of breakfast.

"Um," Kris says rather urgently. His gaze is frozen on the scene in front of him, unable to tear himself away, as Tao his finger to clean up the strawberry jam he has been poking from his toast.

Another poke.

“The ,” Kris winces as he turns at the tug on his stomach, tearing his gaze from the scene with some difficulty to glare at Luhan.

Since when did become so violent?

“You are staring at Tao like a creep.”

“Um, wha wrom wim me?” Tao manages to stop chewing at his toast and peers earnestly at Kris.

“Now now, don’t speak while eating,” Xiumin pacifies, not looking up from where he pours his milk.

“But he was staring at Tao!” Luhan exclaims like it’s a very important matter.

“Yes,” Xiumin says patiently, nodding. “Like, because everybody has eyes? And someone could stare at a person who is sitting right in front of him.. right?”

“Oh god,” Kris sighs.

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The second time it happens, Kris’ brain threatens to explode.

“Gege.”

“No.”

“Gege.”

“Ask Xiumin or Suho or whoever. I’m busy.”

“But I want gege to do this with me, they are so cuteee!” Tao whines with his lower lip sliding out a tiny bit. Kris almost feels his Tao-voice- creeping up on his skin again. He inhales, takes a shaky breath to calm his nerves and manages to face the youngest with his stoic expression. He has to make Tao stop talking soon before he does something he will regret. Like sealing Tao’s lips with the younger’s panda patterned scarf or just cooping up the kid inside their huge wardrobe and letting him get lost in it. Just whatever action that can make his heart stop beating wildly and his body stop sweating so much.  

“Pleaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaassseeeee?”

WHY ARE YOU SO CUUUUUUUUUUUUUTE?! Kris’ brain screams.

“Okay, just gimme that panda hat.”

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When his ears catch that whiny little voice of Tao' s in the middle of an interview, Kris almost chokes on his saqima.

“Hahaha, poor baby.. There there, have mine!” their interviewer of that day; a lively girl with glasses, rushes over to Tao, giving a piece of yellow snacks to the maknae of the group. Tao’s eyes lights  up almost comically and the other band members can’t help but laugh as well, except Xiumin and Chen who still don’t know what the hell is going on in their surroundings and just keep digging in their food, chewing their Chinese snacks.

Kris snaps out of his trance when Lay pokes him secretly under the chair.

“Stop boring a hole in Tao’s head,” He deadpans.  “The camera is on you.”

Kris gives the interviewer an awkward smile and sighs when the camera shoots in Luhan's direction, a long-suffering exhale (a thing he does so often nowadays).

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Kris is trying his best not to let out a moan. Tao is kneeling in front of him, in front of his crotch to be exact, the life out Kris’ with his little pretty mouth.

The scene is too arousing for the older male to handle and he throws his head back, biting his lips hard until he can taste cooper.

“Tao..” he breathes and grabs Tao’s black hair, urging him to it harder, faster, because if he doesn’t come within the next minute, he is sure he is going to go crazy.

“Uuumhh, gege...”

A whine from Tao is all that Kris needs as he comes hard into Tao’s throat, letting out a long breathy moan when he finally relaxes, riding his high while still gripping at his dongsaeng’s hair.

The wet and soft, almost like his blanket, hair.

Wait, what?

Kris opens his right eye, just to see his boxers wet from his come, and his hands gripping shamelessly at his own .

God damnit.

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He decides he won’t talk with Tao until he figures out what’s wrong with him and his imagination. Giving him time to think with a common sense and not with that fuzzy feeling he gets every time the younger is near. It will probably take 9838247 years and Kris would be dead by then, but still... So for a week he tries his hardest not to talk to Tao. He goes to practice, goes to interviews like usual, just keeps his interaction with Tao at the very very minimum rate.

That is until Baekhyun gives him video call.

“What are you doing to my panda?”

“...what?” it takes Kris a minute or so to figure out that Baekhyun’s panda is indeed the Mr. Obvious Tao.

"You've been avoiding him lately," Baekhyun resumes when Kris doesn’t look like he's going to give any coherent comments anytime soon. Kris looks at him with some surprise.

"It’s not what you think," Kris replies honestly. He shrugs. "Actually I like spending time with him."

“Don’t play innocent with me,” the Korean boy purses his lips into a pout.

Kris rolls his eyes, not bothering to hide his smile to the other’s antics. But hey wait, maybe Baekhyun can give him some advice to—

A big grin suddenly fills the entire phone screen.

“Chanyeol, get—off you—“

“Whadup Kreeeeas!”

“Yo Chanyeollie!” Kris grins. 

A hand shoves Chanyeol’s newly straight-haired head aside.

“Hyung, where is Tao? Why didn't he mention me in the interview? That’s not fai—“

“Kris hyuuuung!”

“Jongin hyung, did you drink my bubble teaaaaa?! Where is  my bubble teeeaaaaaaa?!”

“KIDS, SLEEP TIME!” Forcibly shoving s aside, Suho’s tired face appears on the screen. He smiles at the other leader and says consolingly; "Oh Kris, whatever it is it will be fine. Remember our motto? A good communication?” he winks and the monitor goes blank. Kris blinks, an amused grin still in place as he places his phone on the drawer and stretches his sore muscles, groaning when he realizes he is nowhere near the end of his Tao problem.

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How cliché the situation is, but Tao is leaning on the door. Dhuizzhang’s door. Fighting the tears that stubbornly keep flowing on his cheeks. Kris is smiling, a genuine one, a simple activity that he rarely does lately. He is smiling at his phone, talking to the other EXO-K members. Tao is not jealous, of course not. As childish as he can be, he is not that spoiled. He just doesn’t understand why Kris seems so unhappy nowadays. Scratch that: unhappy when Tao is within 10 feet radius.

Does Kris feel uncomfortable because of him?

Does he regret being put in the same group as him?

Where has his sweet gege gone?

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Tao corners him in the hallway of one of their practice rooms the next morning. His breath is minty and his scent is just as fresh, too sweet, too innocent that Kris wants to squeeze him in his embrace forever and not letting the world deface him. He momentarily forgets about the goddamn ‘avoiding Tao’ task at that moment, unconsciously sneaking his arms around the younger’s waist and just holds him. Close.

It’s when he feels something wet on his arm that he realizes Tao is bawling his eyes out on his arm.

“Tao ssh—“

“Gege, I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry,” Tao cuts him off, voice barely a whisper that makes Kris’ toes curl.

That ing soft voice again. Oh god he is not going to shut up anytime soon, is he?

“I know you hate me, but please just tell me what I've done, gege, please.”

Kris blinks at him, wide-eyed.

“Tao I don’t—“

“Please gege, I know I’m annoying and childish, but I can change really, just don’t hate me anymore,” Tao resumes.

“I don't hat—“

“And I’m not good enough like Chanyeol hyung or Luhan ge—“

That’s it. Common sense can screw itself.

Kris crushes his lips against the younger, kisses him square on the mouth, chapped lips against wet ones.

When he pulls out gently minutes later, Tao is quiet. Staring at him with wide cute glassy dark orbs and even glassier lips, still gasping to catch his breath.

Wow, he can be quiet.

Kris smirks, makes a mental note to remember using this effective method to make Tao shut up for future reference.

*sighs*. i know it probably makes you bored. just pretend you like this chapter and give me comment or something okay. bye. /runs before you brick me.

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bbqjay: XD lol but i thought yixing deserves reward, he has been revealing exo member's secret in all of their interview haha.

Evilblea: haha i see~ thanks for readiing then :D

clarene: yep, tao was a fangirl  fanboy to dhuizaang~ djksfahds

Kisakoiji: of course you can, just don't forget to credit me okay ^^v and thanks for reading!