Annyeonghaseyo, Omonim

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Mrs. Oh put down her cup and eyed me. “So tell me, dear, what do you like best about my son?”

“His .” 

Foreword

Mothers are the best. 

 

Especially EXO's moms.

 

This fanfiction story contains different scenarios with EXO's moms, interactions, and of course some lovin' with different exo members. 

 

All rights reserved. Copyright. Mine. Mine. Mine. Please do not copy or something. If you like the idea and want to make a new story with this fanfiction idea as basis, kindly tell me first. I'd love to have new wonderful fanfics to read, but plagiarism will make me growl.


This is dedicated to my mom, whose birthday's coming up soon, and to my future mother-in-law whom I still haven't met yet (because she's probably in South Korea.) 


 

 

Mrs. Oh eyed me. She was a kind woman, really, and I love her to bits ever since I first met her, but her stare would ilterally make you feel as if you're a student called on by the principal.

 

"Tell me, dear," she began, putting down her cup. "What do you like about my son?" She looked at me straight in the eye, as if telling me 'I'll know if you're lying'.

 

I must not tell lies. 

 

"His ." 

 

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