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Preparing a legendary comeback, EXO, one of the greatest K-pop groups is subjected to a cloning experiment. However things get out of hand, the clones becoming evil. Having the Red Force and demons on their side, the clones become a threat for the entire Universe. Divine interventions are needed to save the situation. Surprises arise, nobody is who they seem and rescue comes from where we least expect.
Protagonists: EXO, X-EXO, WayV Kun (as the son of SUHO), female protagonist.
Genre: crossover, smut
❗❗❗ NSFW / SMUT / ADULT / MATURE / EXPLICIT CONTENT 🔞
Please don't read if you are underage or triggered by graphic erotic content ⛔
The Final Battle
Part 3
(11/8/19)
"You know, I want to be in love again.”
To his credit, Kun doesn’t hit the wrong keys on the piano when you say this; in fact, his fingers barely stutter-- but he loses his place in the notes and has to stop anyway. Sighing, he looks back over his shoulder at you curled up on the couch across the practice room. “Why do you say that?”
“I don’t know, it’s like...” You gesture vaguely, putting your phone down and stretching your legs with a yawn. “It’s November. It’s cuffing season, and it’s getting cold outside. I want someone to keep me warm.”
He raises a brow at that as you come to sit beside him on the padded stool. “You mean...?”
“Kun!” you gasp, hands flying to cover your mouth. “Not like that!”
“Like what, then?” he asks casually, straightening his sheet music as if his heart isn’t racing at the simple brush of your shoulder against his, scooting over to give you more room.
“Don’t get me wrong, I like the physical stuff,” you amend, leaning in like you’re telling him some grand secret, “but it’s more than that.”
As you speak, Kun’s fingers run along the smooth white keys of the piano, not quite pressing down enough to play the notes, and he tries to imagine a melody that might fit the lilt of your voice. A snatch of something comes to mind, and he hums a would-be tune to himself. But what words can he use to describe you? What words can he use to describe this burn in his chest when he looks at you, the lightness when you call his name?
Softly, almost reverently, you say, “You know how sometimes love hurts? It sounds strange, but... I want to ache over someone.”
“I get that.” Kun averts his eyes from your expression, because he feels like it’s not meant for him to see, the dreamy gleam in your eyes. “You want to yearn for someone. Want someone.”
“Love starts as a tiny little spark, and then it grows into a burning flame.” You laugh, and his heart aches like hell, because even in its brightness, it sounds like a requiem to him. “And you have to stoke that fire, but it keeps you warm and glowing. I want that special little feeling.”
“Right.” He feels your eyes boring into the side of his head, but he keeps his eyes glued to the piano keys, to middle C. “I get it.”
“Kun?” He dares to glance in your direction. Your lip quivers, but your eyes glitter with a strange mix of emotions he can’t quite pin down, but the second his eyes meet yours, you drop your gaze to the piano keys, too.
It takes all he has in him to keep his voice even. “Yeah?”
“Have you ever ached for someone like that?” As if the question weighs nothing on your mind, like it’s unimportant that he answer it, you begin to play the piano. It’s a melancholy thing, a ghostly, haunting song at first, though its lilting chords carry a strange warmth, almost a fondness.
His heart swells when he realizes it’s the first piece he taught you to play, many months ago, when he was assigned as your tutor, before you were anywhere near being friends.
Schubert’s Serenade.
He watches and listens for a measure or two before nodding. And though your eyes are focused on the piece you’re playing, he knows you see the movement, because a smile graces your lips again. He dares to think it’s for him.
“For who?”
Kun’s heart drops to his stomach. Can he really answer that question, knowing that your heart is yearning for a feeling and not a special someone?
You stop playing, and as the last echoes of the notes fade away, the room is filled with a heavy silence. His face blazes red, and he tries to hide behind his hand, biting his lip as he tries to shove his feelings somewhere you can’t see.
“That’s what I thought,” you exhale. The sound isn’t condemning, though, and he lifts his eyes to meet yours. The triumphant smile on your face steals his breath away.
“I-- what?” he splutters, as your hands leave the keys to clasp his. “What do you mean?”
“I want to be in love again,” you say simply, gazing up at him, and he understands.
“I do too,” he whispers.

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this the third goddamn time im trying to post this buT
I left my phone to attend to something that took longer than expected and came back to three consecutive requests and i can only accept one (which is automatically the first of the three) so sorry to the ones that requested for mark (runaway) and ten (my swEETIE UWU ANON IM SORRY LOVE)
but y’all can send them back in when i open requests for spotify drabbles again!!
For this batch of spotify drabbles, I’ll be writing for Jaehyun (2), Kun, Yukhei, and Mark!!
⋆。°✩ happy birthday kun! ✩°。⋆