#red_sneakerz

Here you are waiting for him again. He said he’ll be here, even if it’s chilly, you’d still wait, because you promised. Mindlessly staring across the building, he storms into the door.

Chanyeol: You’re still here. You: You told me at the rooftop. So I waited. Chanyeol: Sorry, it took awhile. Blame it on me. Your boyfriend’s a slow dancer. He gave an awkward chuckle, and you could tell that he was feeling upset with his only down side. Chanyeol: I am going to bring the whole group down. You walked right up to him, and place your palm at the side of his face, and he succumbs to your touch. Slowly he whimpers, and grabbed you in his arms. You hushed him down, and he buries his face in your hair. You: It’s okay. Our Chanyeol’s is not one who would give up that easily, right? Saying that you’re gonna bring EXO down, are you for real… Have you counted the awards you’ve received? Chanyeol wipes his tears. It’s not his first time crying in front of you. Chanyeol: But it gets hard… I’m starting to wonder why you even stay with me… I’m good at nothing. I’m not like Kai. You pulled his collar and gave him a full kiss on the lips. He smiled upon your lips. You: My boyfriend is a happy virus, he plays drum and guitars, he always smiles, he has a sexy deep voice, he has more caps than I have heels, he raps like EMINEM, and the lips that he has, so cute… He shares his money, generous angel, do I look like I give a damn about Kai? Chanyeol: You’re too kind, I don’t deserve you. He intertwines your hand with his. You: And the best is, that’s not even why I love you. Chanyeol: Why do you love me? You: I don’t know… I just do.

You can never forget the day that you caught him doing something you never thought you didn't like. You were not the type who would go crazy jealous over exchanges of glances between your boyfie and a cashier. You were also not the type that would boycott after a small chats between his pretty noona-sunbaes and him. 

But this one just sparked fire in your heart. You are almost at the verge of leaving. 

You got his brief text, a few minutes before the show starts. Something you had to endure for dating a celebrity. Calls and texts he never answers on time. Nevertheless, you kept lingering on.

Watch me on SBS. -Chanyeol

You ensured that it was not a spam, convincing yourself that he may not have the time to text longer. You took the remote and change the channel to SBS.

There you see him dancing with girls, and you quickly recognise Krystal Jung. He texted her a few times in a day, and he told you about that. Not that it matter much to you, since she's a sunbae (senior). She asked about his meals, and his health. Like a senior would. Giving tips for fame, if you must.

Returning home as usual that night, you were taken to surprise when you find an extra pair of sneakers placed neatly right next to your indoor slippers. A white-dark purple varsity jacket folded by the sofa, and you knew directly that he is here. Kris is here.

You: Hmm... It's not like him to stay over. I wonder what brought him here.

You walked to your room, and find him sleeping on his sides in grey T-shirt, and faded black jeans, silently. You glide your way on your queen-sized bed, that he takes up mostly, (his foot dangling at the end because he was a giant) and place your palm at the side of his beautiful face.

You: Why you came Kris? It must've been tiring. Sleep well, my king.

You started to move away, when he puts his palm on yours to stay in place.

Kris: I missed you. *moves your palm to his lips, and kisses it* So. Much. 

You succumb to his persuasions, and lay facing him. But he keeps his eyes closed.

You: You liar. Do you not wish to see me? Tell me, Kris. Why are you abusing the spare passkey I gave you? You're not even opening your eyes... *pokes his cheek*

He pulls your fingers away.

Kris: Is this your way of punishing me? Well, I'm not amused. 

You: Fine. I'm going to go shower. You can sleep here. 

He responded by pulling you back in, letting you fall on his chest.

Kris: You're gonna sweat again, afterwards, so shower later.

He glides both hands down your spine, over your buttocks, and pull them upwards. He cups your face, and delivers a lustful kiss. 

As a music co-producer working most of the time EXO, you knew the talents that these boys have... hmm, skies the limit. The expectations, expected from the most anticipated group may have burden you somehow. But nothing is more burdensome than watching your boyfie, Tao in your watchful hawk-like eyes, in his daily routine.

You were there in his practicing session, his vocal training, his rap sessions, and...music recording.

Thankfully, all the members were present, and you can't help noticing Tao, watching you from head to toe. Maybe a wool dress hanging just above your thighs, wasn't a right choice.

You: Tao. Your note is slipping. One more time.

The time is 1:13am, and everyone has flee home hours ago. Tao have just returned from China, and he is the only member not recording his part. His rap part, and verse. You were tired, and hungry, sleepy and not in the mood. And he is repeating the same verse, with all the wrong notes. 

You: Tao-sshi. You are doing this on purpose aren't you? One more time.

*clicks music* And again, Tao did them wrong. You are starting to lose patience. You leaned your head back and sighed loudly.

Tao: The notes aren't matching my rap lines. It will be weird if you put a C note. *Tao says on the microphone*

You were too frustrated to say anything. You crossed your leg, and arm. He walks towards the glass barrier between the recording room and studio, pulling the microphone with him. 

Tao: Will the music director please come in my cubicle for a minute? I need to discuss something.

You: What is it there to  discuss? I've told you everything. You're not focused at all.

Tao: How could I, when you're wearing a shorter than short dress with them all looking freely. I miss you. 

You looked down, and pretended to read notes on papers. 

Tao: Come in here *persuades*... There's no one around *whispers*

You: No thank you, I'm fine here. *attempt to hold back a smile, but fails mercilessly*

Tao: As you wish. But they won't like it if it's messy.*he pulls down his headphones*

You sprung up immediately. You surrendered to his request, and entered the recording cubicle, with him leaning against the sound-proof walls.

Tao: This... *palms slides up your thighs to your spine*...belongs to me. *kneels in front of you, and kisses you inner thighs lovingly brief.*

You: What was that for?

Tao: You're exposing it, and it was begging for a kiss from my lips. *stood back up, and corners you to the wall* You have no idea how many times I thought of you like this. 

Tao glides his hand underneath your dress, and find his place on your hip, while the other sits just below your jaw, his thumb placed in between your ear lob and jaw, before he kisses you urgently, firm and slow. It was not long before he deepens the kiss, when you feel pressured by his body against yours...He leaves your lips, and moaned as if he's tasted his favorite dessert.

You licked your lip as he returned a steamy flirty gaze on you. He tilted your chin with his long index fingers, and it took a workload of the world for you to say a word, in return.

You: This doesn't change the fact that your rapping needs a new verse, and your notes are still wrong.

*wraps your arm around his neck as he lifts you*

You: And also, I'm your noona.

Calling his cell for 5 times already, in an hour, wandering where in the hell he is. Decided to stop by and make a surprise visit, just to make sure that he's okay. 

You: Why aren't you answering my calls, dammit.

The number you have dialled is unable to attend your call. Please try again later...

You: Suho, you are so going to die when I get my hands on you.

Walks into SMTOWN building like an iron-lady, going for a wild search on your missing-in-action boyfie. One more time, one last call...

Ring...ring... 

Suho: Oh, I feel like I'm gonna die. *spazzes*

You: You're about to... When I reach where you are, I'mma kill you.