summary: you are the heroine of a terrible sci-fi/a/fantasy story, but you successfully escaped your tragic destiny and have saved your own life, as well as saving the galaxy, and you've come out of it with a handy polyamorous relationship in which all twelve exo boys are your lovers and you live together.  real handy, right?  so pretty much you have an excuse to make out with all twelve of them and they accept it and everyone's barfing rainbows and glitter.  lovely.

author's note: this plot-less, brain-cell-killing chapter was originally written as the happily-ever-after epilogue of the aforementioned story that may or may not actually get written (bc i tried writing the first chapter and it like tao's attempt to defeat all the INSECTS OF THE MIGHTY JUNGLE) and i'm sorry if this too bc I AM NOT A WRITER i'm not funny or good at writing ANYTHING fluff (does this even count as fluff??!?), and really this was just for self-gratification.  so, bless your soul if you actually decide to give this a read. (like who are you? why would you want to put yourself through the pain?? (but ily<3))

"- xoxo -" denotes the act of making out (but details are skipped)