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One is mentioned in the story, but I feel like I need to mention the other one. Kris once said that if he was a king, he would order Suho to massage him, so I figured Suho most be really good as giving massages. Just a warning, when it comes to the massage, there is nothing going on, if you know what I mean. It is just a massage, although I can understand if it appears to be something else, its not.
Also I see that there a few people who like my stories, and I will definitely continue to write. Although it takes me a few months, to post, I will try and write more often. Thank you and enjoy.
D.O stretched his hand out to the side, swallowing what felt like sand. He heaved a cough as his hand wrapped around a cylinder class and placed it under his lips. The cool water trickled down his throat, but it wasn’t enough to calm the desert. He reached his hand further on the night stand to see if there was a bottle there. There wasn’t. He leaned on his elbow contemplating if he should get out of bed. A small tickle at the back of his throat urged him to get up anyway.
Reluctantly he swung his feet over the bed and wobbled to the door. It was dark, his eyes still heavy with sleep, but he manage to successfully reach the door.
He opened and closed the door silently, and walked the hall to get to his destination.
The Kitchen.
Up head he could see a light, which made it a little easier to see, his footsteps became sturdy as he continued on.
The closer he got to the light, his ears started to pick up rustling. He stopped and looked behind him, when he didn’t see or hear anything from behind him he shook his head and continued on.
The closer he got to the light he realized the sound was coming from there.
It must be the TV.
It wasn’t uncommon that one or two of the members would be staying up late watching a movie or TV show.
As he was close to rounding the corner, he stopped, as the noises he heard did not sound like typical TV noise.
It sounded like someone was in pain.
He shook his head. Sleep was still clouding his mind.
He just wanted some water, but for some reason, he felt frozen in his spot.
D.O took a step toward the light when he heard a noise that jolted his whole body.
It was a moan. But not a moan that someone was in pain.
The person hummed, and moaned, and sighed.
D.O was frozen, he wanted to move, but all his brain could register was what was going on beyond the wall he was behind.
“Don’t stop,” the voice sighed.
The voice had a distinct low sound, it had to be Kris.
D.O just knew, his voice sounded different than all the members.
What was he doing here?
According to Suho, there other halves would be here in the morning or afternoon, but it was still night time.
D.Os head twitched as what sounded like fingers clawing at the couch, and another moan.
Then someone laughed, light and airy, it was also familiar.
“Were just getting started.” The second voice teased.
D.O felt his eyes widen, he clamped his hand over his mouth. Suho!
Kris and Suho? What were they doing? He screamed inside his head.
“I bought this. Its your favorite scent right?” Suho spoke.
D.O heard a bottle or a cap being open. There was a pause.
“Oh!” Kris exclaimed, “That smells so good.”
Suho laughed again. “I thought you would like it.”
There was a brief paused, and D.O wondered what was happening.
“Isnt that too much?” Kris asked.
The cap to whatever was opened clicked closed.
“No, you want to be comfortable right.” Suho stated.
“I don’t want it to run over, and get on the couch. Its going to be a pain to clean up.”
“Don’t worry, just relax. Now close your eyes.”
Kris sighed, as if he was taking some risk.
D.O heard the circle motion of Suho’s hands, and then... Kris began to moan again, and again.
D.O’s face warm, but he still couldn’t move. What would they think if they heard him? Never mind his water, he didn’t want to go back to his room. with his jumbled mind. He could easily bump into something if he wasn’t paying attention.
“Right there” Kris hummed. “Harder”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, go ahead.” Kris assured Suho.
D.O bit the inside of his cheek. How long was he going to be standing here? His pulse beat wildly in his ears.
He could hear the couched being scratched over and over.
D.O wished he stayed in his bed. He should have just rolled over despite wanting water. Now there was no way for him to go.
D.O heard a cry.
It was Kris.
He turned his head back to the living room. His spine tingling. Legs begging to move.
“Don’t tense up” Suho’s calmly commanded. “Just relax” He crooned.
Kris groaned and sucked in his breath.
After a few tense moments of silence, D.O held in his breath. He heard a sigh from Kris.
“It happens every time,” Kris sighed, like he was tired.
Suho only hummed in response. Then he heard Kris yelp.
D.O jumped in his hidden spot, as Suho chided him.
“You rely too much on those chemically made pills”
What?Pills?
“Ow, hey stop.” Kris yelped again. D.O heard what sounded like a pillow bouncing off the couch
“Yeah, that makes sense coming from you, medicine man,” Kris shot back. “The vitamins I take are top quality.”
“Oh please, I only take vitamins when I need them. You however, use them to replace food entirely. ”
This is certainly not how D.O imagined their conversation going. He was terrified, but now he was confused and curious. Cautiously he pressed his back into the wall. He just wanted to see a glimpse. Turning his head to the side he quietly turned toward the light and moved over.
He could see that their backs was to him, but not by much.
They had clothes on, D.O noted relived.
Kris was leaning to the side. His upper body was facing Suho. Suho was turned just enough to face Kris, but was still comfortable with his resting a little on the couch.
D.O face warmed. Of course they would have clothes on why wouldn’t they. He scolded his inner self. But he couldn’t forget the sounds. He mentally groaned, best not to think about it.
D.O saw Suho’s hand go up and fall and smack on Kris bare calf .
“You need to eat more fruits and vegetables. Your body needs the potassium or your just going to keep cramping up.”
“I don’t like vegetables, I’ll eat some fruit, but…”
“No Kris,” Suho voice became stern. “You need to take better care of yourself. ”
“I do, that’s why I have you, so you can massage my legs whenever I need it.” Kris patted Suho’s shoulder and laughed.
Suho pouted. D.O knew Suho was serious whenever he made that face. “I’m really worried about you,” he mumbled.
Something in the air changed. The smile that Kris had was wiped away. Suho looked at Kris, while Kris turned away and heaved a sigh. Something told D.O that this wasn’t the first time they had this conversation.
D.O strained his ears as he heard Kris reply. “I know.”
They were silent, but the only sound in the room was the faint brush of hand on skin, as Suho gently rubbed Kris legs.
“I’m getting tired.” Kris, rubbed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose before putting his hand down. “I thought trainee life was difficult, but I hoped it would be better when I debuted. But it’s worse. So much worse.” Kris laugh was humorless. He placed his hand on his heart and rubbed it, like he was giving it a hug. “I don’t know how long I can go on.”
D.O felt his own heart skip a beat.
“That’s exactly why I’m worried. You would tell me, if you…”
“Yeah, don’t worry. I can’t imagine leaving you guys. I started with EXO, and I want to end with EXO.” Kris’s words were meant to be light, but D.O could see that Suho was not convinced.
“I’m just missing my mom. It’s difficult to fly back and forth. I feel like my body isn’t able to catch up. Then I can’t slack off, because I’m the leader I feel like I can’t freely express myself, because somehow I’m the voice of the company?” Kris used air quotations for the last part.
Suho nodded, he understood.
“Sometimes I just want a break, well a longer break.”
“It’s difficult now, but it won’t be like this forever.” Suho sighed. “We’ve come a long way.”
“Yeah we have. It’s easier for you though, this is what you wanted.”
“This isn’t want you want?”
“I mean, it is, but I didn’t imagine it to be like this. I was expecting something different.”
“Like what?”
Kris shrugged, “Just different. “ Kris paused, “I don’t feel like myself anymore. Every day is challenging. I wake up to aches in pains, and my legs cramp up all the time. But I can’t do anything because I have to help with everyone’s injuries, or homesickness, cooking and picking up their medicine. I don’t have time for myself. Even if I do get a break, my mind is always working on the others, you know.
Suho nodded sympathetically. “Yeah, it is hard to get a break in now days.”
“I want to do my own thing eventually. I want to share my ideas with the company and produce my own songs.”
“You always say that you are going to do it, but you never do. Just go up there and ask them to listen.”
“But I feel like I’ll be turned down. I still need to work on them.”
“What you have is fine. I like your songs.”
“It’s one thing to share with you, sharing it with the company… It needs to be complete perfection. I don’t want them to change my song, I want them to listen and have it on an album because everything is that good. ”
“It sounds like you need your own label. Or a solo”
“I wish,”
“It can happen one day.”
Kris hummed.
Kris makes music?
Why hadn’t he learned about this? In all the years they’ve known each other, D.O didn’t know this about Kris. At least not on this level, they are all artist, but most of the time Kris never seemed to be engaged, but then again most of the time he is away in China.
“One day we will all have our solos,” Suho leaned his head against the couch and looked up sighing dreamily.
“We’ll be a real powerhouse then. We could have our own label. EXO label, EXO Co,” Kris listed a few names.
Suho head snapped up and looked at Kris, “Yes! Lets make it happen one day, bro.” Suho held his hand up, and Kris slapped his hand with his own. “Yeah, bro.”
They laughed a little before falling into a peaceful silence.
“Your going to do great things Kris, your extremely talented. Don’t be afraid to go after it.”
Silence passed between them again before Kris spoke, “Yeah, well same for you.”
They both shared a smile.
D.O smiled as well as he turned away, from their hushed voices. There was something sweet and intimate about the two of them talking on the couch. He finally felt like he could quietly leave.
He went out to get water, but he doesn’t feel as thirsty now. Taking slow steps back to his room, he thought about something Suho had said once.
“Although we are very different in height, were close friends, and he often leans on me”
“Really” his past self replied in disbelief.
“Yes, when you are not watching”
D.O remembers how bright his smile was when Suho mentioned Kris. He rarely sees them hang out or talk to each other. They must do it more often when the other members are not paying attention.
Indeed they do have a heavy burden to carry. It must be a blessing that they have each other to lean on.
