N a r r a t o r

“Aish! Jinja! Our stylist !” Xiumin pouted as he struggled to remove all the eye makeup on his face. He was fine with eyeliner but today? The stylist made him look like he had two black eyes. “I wanna look good for the fans. I know the chicks dig a y baozi in eyeliner but not one that looks like he got jumped!” He exclaimed.

Kris rolled his eyes. “At least you don’t have fans nagging you to check out Tumblr! Speaking of it…Tao! Hand me that laptop!”

Luhan pouted and pulled up his jeans. “Now all the fans know that I’m wearing hot pink Calvin Klein undies because of that stupid stylist noona!” He said as he fixed his jeans to cover the band of his boxers. “I told her I wanted to be manly too!”

Chen chuckled. “Well I’m perfectly fine today.”

Tao scowled at the troll, “That bracelet you were wearing during History flew off and hit me in the eye!” He growled while rubbing his eyes.

“Oh…so that’s where it went!” Chen chuckled.

Lay shook his head at the complaining members. “I was the worst! I felt today! Did you see that top I wore during Mama? It was like basically completely see through! And the breeze was just crazy!” He shuddered as he hugged himself.

Kris laughed. “Hahaha! It’s all over Tumblr!”

Lay flew up and ran over to the laptop. Chen laughed at him. “Ha! The fans said you have unicorn ies!”

Kris nodded as he translated the captions under the fan taken pictures. “Omg! Praise the unicorn and his glorious unicorn ies! Ah! So hot! Thanks stylists!”

Everyone laughed as Lay sat down with a huff. “We really need a new stylist.”

 

Kris just ignored him as he continued to scroll through Tumblr. Oh this isn’t so bad, these pictures of me are so HD!

Tao giggled like a little kid and pointed to a post, “Gege! Gege!I see my name! Is it about me? Oh read it to me please, the fans must be writing essays on the internet about how fabulous I am! … IS THAT A PRADA BAG? OH HELLS N-“

Kris rolled his eyes. Oh you wish they did that panda. And yes, it’s a damn prada bag. Not Gucci. P r a d a. Problem? Wait…Tao..Ris? What’s Taoris? Kris thought as he read the tags. Romance? Love? Fluff? Kris? Tao? Taoris? Otp? Oh my God, a Fanfic about me and Tao. Ugh, crazy fangirls, that’s not gonna happen!

“Gege! Are you gonna read it or not?” Tao complained impatiently.

Kris shooed him away. “Later Tao!”

Tao slumped onto the couch next to Luhan and waited for Kris to stop surfing Tumblr so that he could read that fabulous paragraph about him.

Kris continued reading through the tags. Exo? Exo m? Kris? Tao? ? What’s ? Out of curiosity, he clicked on the link and read the fanfic. His eyes widened, Oh my…God. OH…OH MY…EW. WHAT THE…OH. OHHH. OH MY …EWWW. WHAT IS WRONG WITH OUR FANGIRLS? Grossed out, he closed all the windows and slammed the laptops shut in disgust.

Tao jumped up. “What’d it say?”

Kris shook his head. “Oh erh, next time okay? I forgot about it.” He lied.

Tao pouted and sat down with the rest of the Exo members who were sulking about their appearance and almost wardrobe malfunctions.

 

Taeyeon walked in to see all the boys being all sulky and gloomy in the practice room. “Wow, it’s quiet. I thought you guys left. Anything wrong?”

Chen sighed. “Noona, we need a new stylist. Real badly!”

She raised her eyebrow, “Why?”

Tao and Luhan sat up and told her what was going on.

Taeyeon walked out and winked before leaving. “I think I have a solution to that.” She grinned.

Lay perked up. “Gomawo noona!” He chirped.

 

-A few days later-

The manager walked in with a girl and smiled. “Hey guys. Stop dancing for a few minutes I need you to meet someone.”

Everyone stopped and stared at the new girl. Was she a trainee or something?

“This is your new stylist, Leila Zu. Be nice to her!” The manager said.

Exo smiled and waved hi. “Hey Leila! We are Exo M! Nice to meet you!”

Lay just stood there staring at her, for some reason, he knew she was a keeper.

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