Misunderstandings
Description
When Luhan calls dibs, LUHAN. CALLS. DIBS.
Ain't nothing gonna stop him from getting a piece of that .
Unless.......
Unless that fine piece of only speaks Chinese and, although Luhan may be Chinese, Luhan doesn't know how to say anything other than his name and a few very cringworthy pickup lines in Chinese.
Hello!
This is going to be a short romcom Layhan twoshot, possibly a threeshot.
Its my first fic on this account. I'm trying to start out with something shorter that I'm guaranteed to finish because I have the horrible inability to update like a normal human being >.< and I often end up leaving stories unfinished.
I'd like to do more of these so if anyone has any prompts they'd like me to do please leave me a comment or a message! There are pairings that I would prefer to write about, you can find them on my Profile under About Me, just because its easier to write about a pairing that I actually ship but I am relatively open to any EXO ships :)
Not sure if I should rate this M....the farthest this goes is some suggestive banter and some crude language.
Enjoy!
Foreword
Jongdae snorted and then turned to say something to Yixing.
WAIT WAS HE……
“Ow! Why the did you hit me?” Jongdae unwound his arm from around Yixing’s shoulders (ing finally) to rub at the spot on his chest where I’d slapped him.
“You better not be telling Yixing that I want to jump his bones.” I hissed at him. I turned my head slightly to eye Yixing. He just stared at me blankly, no disgust or fear in his pretty eyes.
Good.
I turned back to Jongdae and poked the spot where I’d hit him, “Don’t ruin my image.”
“Like I could ruin your image any further.” Jongdae mumbled. I brought my fist back as if about to hit him again. He cowered.
That’s right, . FEAR ME.
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