Those Words, Those Thoughts
Description
Summary:
Kris and Tao are out playing at the basketball court, who's going to score the most?
Author's note :
Hi guys, it's me again. Yes I know, all I seem to write about lately is EXO... but hey, EXO is so perfect they deserve as many fanfics as they can get right? But on a more serious note, this is a request made by KoiKoi. (Make sure you check out her stuff) I'm sharing it with you but it's truly meant for that very talented writer and we're both ultimate fans of Taoris so.... yup. I'm probably not going to go canon on this story but the characters are going to remain as they actually are in rl as much as possible. It's really short too since I don't like dragging on agnst forever when it's from someone's point of view...Enjoy and don't forget to comment!
Inspired by :
She's mine - U-KISS
Hello - NU'EST
Own it - Drake
Genre:
Love, reflection, illusions
Rating:
GA
Pairings:
Taoris (Kris and Tao)
Length:
One-shot
Warning:
No specific warning, it's angst.
Word count:
2 358
Foreword
Kris wipes the sweat off his forehead with the edge of his shirt and, dribbling a bit and taking his time, shoots and misses. He hears Zitao snort but he doesn't say anything and Kris doesn't excuse himself. Zitao busies himself by getting the ball before it gets him in an unfavorable position. 21, that's the game they're playing. They've been at it for about an hour. Kris usually enjoys the feel of rubber inside the palm of his hands and on the tip of his fingers, the thrill of winning and loosing, but tonight, reality won't let him enjoy himself. He grunts as he squats and observes Zitao position himself a few feet away from the net and then swallows when he sees the younger man bite his lower lip in concentration and sees his brow creased with focus. He looks away, letting out a quiet sigh. Zitao shoots, he scores.
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