A bonus(?) for my subscribers

Now if I tweak Kris's personality....

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“You’re a horrible person, Kai,” Jongdae chuckled as he watched Chanyeol walk into the senior’s classroom, approaching a certain Canadian with tousled bleached blonde hair and a menacing aura, his eyes closed and white earphones plugged in.

“I don’t think this is right, Jongin...” Kyungsoo spoke up quietly, gently touching his arm. Kai looked momentarily swayed, his hand going up to remove Kyungsoo’s hand and lingering a second more than necessary, but simply smiled.

“I’m all too curious about how this will play out,” Luhan sighed contentedly and watched on as he inhaled some popcorn, a daily snack of his freshly popped each morning (in the microwave).

“Oh god, he’s going to get killed...” Yixing shook his head and turned away with eyes squeezed shut. “Kris is going to murder him...I just know it.”

Chanyeol stopped in front of the blonde’s desk, smiling innocently and thrumming his fingers on the wooden surface. Kris looked up, raising a quizzical eyebrow and pulled an earphone out. “Can I help----”

“ you.” Chanyeol spoke in perfect English and beamed, eyes too wide and mouth too full of teeth.

Kris looked up at the stranger, a devious smile full on his lips. “I’m sorry, but I’m a top.” His tone was serious and his voice gave nothing away but a twinkle could be seen in his eyes.

“E-Excuse me?” Chanyeol stammered, unprepared for this answer.

“But I would like to test your theory though. How about we take this to the nurse’s office?” Kris’s smile could be described as predatory as he stood up and pulled Chanyeol by the arm. The boy blinked at the sudden development, expression frozen and mind unsure of how to respond.

“Excuse us.” Kris said as he navigated through the EXO crew. He smirked at the catcalls made by his friends and went towards the nurse’s office.

“I hope they use a ...” Kyungsoo sighed when he heard the moans from the infirmary. The ten of them were propped up against the wall, intently listening to the events inside.

“Wait, I think I have one,” Kai pulled out a square packet in his back pocket and pushed open the door. “Hey Kris, here’s a for you.” He threw the object to Kris only unbuckling his belt now. Chanyeol lay fully on the bed, flushed and disheveled.

“Thanks, Kai. I owe you one.” Kris smiled and caught the with deft hands.

“No prob. Just give me one in return tomorrow. I wouldn’t want to go unprepared for Kyungsoo.”

“What...?”