Borrowed Time.
Description
"Where've you been?"
"Out."
"Out where?" Kris looked up briefly to flash a quick smile at his brother before focussing his attention back on untying his shoelaces with his long and clumsy fingers.
Seeing those smiling eyes, Luhan scoffed and wondered why he even bothered asking. He frowned as he saw Kris' shaking hand reach up to him, silently pleading for the elder to pull him up from his kneeling position. With a heavy sigh, he bent down slightly and wrapped his arms around the lanky boy's tiny waist to help him stand.
"You don't understand," Kris mumbled.
"No, I don't! And I never will," Luhan raised his voice, irritated at his stubborn brother, "What the hell do you see in him?"
Kris smiled softly and answered with his deep, mellow voice.
"Absolutely everything."
Foreword
Hello sweeties~
It's me. Again. Lol. I know I said I need to stop writing about Krisyeol, but it's addiction. And yet I regret nothing.
This story's been running through my head for a while now but I've been so lazy and haven't had time to write it down. AFF screwing up gave me an excuse since I refuse to update my other fics until they give me back my chapters. I'm posting this up just to force myself to complete it (like I always do) and I think it'll be up by the weekend.
Anyway, it's another tragic / sad-ish one (well I wouldn't really tragic to describe my other oneshots but you get the idea) and I hope you like it! Please comment and let me know what you thought of it! Thanks for reading~
Mwah <3
Credit to anotherbee98 / nam (tumblr) for the wonderful poster! *sobs* It's beautiful <3
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