step two: be y

Luhan’s plan was bound to work this time. He was sure of it. It had to; because Luhan learned this tactic from Kim Jongin himself! And we all know how Jongin likes to address himself as y. Mentally preparing himself, Luhan took deep breaths, and he heard Yixing chuckling behind him.

“Yixing, stop laughing at me,” Luhan hissed. Yixing blinked innocently, and smiled.

“I’m not laughing at you, gege,” Yixing responded. Kris walked by and grabbed Yixing’s hand, dragging him into the kitchen, leaving poor Luhan alone to prepare—err, meditate. Hushed whispers were heard from the kitchen, as Luhan meditated, but he was clearly zoned out.

“Gege, shh! He might hear us!” Yixing’s voice whispered.

“It’s okay, it’s not like he would care,” Kris replied, in an equally hushed tone.

“So, how much will I get out of this?” Yixing asked.

“I’ll give you a fifty,” Kris responded.

“Just a fifty?”

“A hundred,” Kris said, exasperatedly.

“One fifty,” Yixing tried.

“Don’t push your luck, Zhang Yixing,”

“Alright, alright, a hundred.” Yixing sighed. “Where’s your camera?”

“Why do you need my camera?” Kris hissed. “Can’t you do it on yours?”

“Yours has more memory,” Yixing answered.

“Why do you need a lot of memory?”

“Because this is going to be long!”

“How long could it possibly be?"

“Ridiculously long,” Yixing replied. “And this is going to be hard,”

Luhan’s eyes snapped open as he made out a couple of words of their conversation. He got up and ran towards the kitchen, slamming the door open—half .

“What are you two doing?” Luhan growled.

Yixing looked like a deer caught in headlights, and Kris laughed.

“What do you think we’re doing, gege?” Kris smirked. Luhan scoffed.

“I wouldn’t know,” he retorted. Kris smiled coyly, and dragged Yixing out of the kitchen.

A few clicks of the door was heard, and Luhan froze in the kitchen—still half —and Xiumin walked in.

“Hey, Luhan,” Xiumin greeted cheerfully.

‘Follow the plan,’ Luhan commanded himself. He turned around.

“Hey,” he echoed in an epic fail of a sultry voice. Xiumin choked back a laugh, and forced a smile.

“What are you doing in the kitchen... half ?” Xiumin asked. Luhan shifted his eyes as if this was perfectly normal.

“It’s normal... I was too hot,” he replied. “Why? Do you have a problem with this?”

Luhan slung his arm around Xiumin, and gave him a y smirk. Xiumin’s eyes widened, and they stared at each other for a brief moment.

“TAO! CHEN! WHAT DID YOU DO TO LUHAN? HE’S BEING SCARY AS !” Xiumin yelled, trying to push away from the younger.

Plan two; failed.

author's comments

So. This. Is definitely my favourite chapter. LOL well, yeah. maybe. xD

Oh, and Kris was paying Lay to film Luhan's fail. xD he never got to set up the camera though.

Comments maybe? xD I'd like to know whatchu think~