Suho.수호 in hangeul. Leader of EXO-K and EXO in general. Even his name in Chinese, 守護, means guardian. Just like him in real life, taking care of his 11 kids. Even though at least 3 of them are older than he actually is. Sure, he's comparatively short when he stands next to Kris, but he's tall.

And although he's rich, he never brags about it. He treats his kids to food very often, too. He's polite, responsible and caring too. Just like a mother who takes care of her children.

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You're on a date with Suho today at the park. It's not very fancy, but since he's always busy with work, you're happy to settle on something simple. For the last 5 minutes since your date started, you two have been snuggling into each other on the bench. It’s a little gross to the passer-bies, but you don’t really care. Especially when the last time you saw him was at his group’s concert, and there were too many fans screaming silly things like “MARRY ME OPPA! OPPA SARANGHAE!”, like he was theirs. Pfft. He’s slightly less into the snuggling, though. Probably because some students in their uniforms have been you two and expressing disgust at your PDA. More like jealously. Well, it doesn’t help it if your boyfriend’s the leader of EXO, known for his generous and kind personality. “Oppa?”You ask as you try to get off his lap. “Yeah?” He realises what you’re doing and hurries to help you. When you end up sitting next to him on the bench, you ask, “Have you eaten?” He laughs. “I thought you were going to ask me something serious,” he confesses, slightly embarrassed. “But to answer your question, I did have something light before I came, although it wasn’t very filling.” He answers. Perfect. You grin. “Then let’s go get some food.” The two of you stand up and walk over to this little tuckshop in the park selling hot food. It’s not really the right weather for hot food, but whatever. You stare at the menu as you try and make up your mind. Beside you, he slides his wallet out of his pocket and flips it open – all in one smooth action. He’s probably practised this a lot of times. To impress you, no doubt. “Alright. What do you want? I’ll treat you to it.” You gently close his wallet and push it away. “I’ll buy something for you. It’s my turn today.” Your gentle push meets resistance. “Bo-yeon ah, 괜찮아.[kwenchana, it’s okay] I’m used to buying food for the kids anyways. You’re just the 12th kid.” He smiles lightheartedly. “You realize you can’t go on forever treating me to food, right?” You say cockily. “No, I don’t.” He tauntingly replies, and you can’t help but roll your eyes at that. “Then be my kid for today