The Daughter of Exo

Chapter 11

Hey guys, I just wanted to ask you not to copy my story please. If you need ideas, and want your stories to be similar to mine, just ask for some ideas. I have a very big imagination. And the ideas I give you, you MAY take credit for it. Unless you want to be nice, and dedicate an awesome story to the one and only...just saying ...（⌒_⌒）＼(^ω^＼)( ˘ ³˘)♥

(June POV)

I have no idea what happened. I guess fangirled mode kicked in when they left.

I sniffed their clothes...and squeaked. I touched their beds...and squeaked. And I completely forgot I was wearing Kris's shirt. Which I nearly died fangirling over.

I ended up getting bored and baked a pastry bar with desserts from all over the world. Mostly from America. So, I grabbed a brownie, and I sat on the couch and began to browse the TV channels.

Exo came through the door with Lay on front. He was carrying a familiar looking suitcase.

" Juuuunnnne! Guess what found!" Lay smiles.

"Omg Lay!!!! Oh my gosh! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!" I squealed while running towards Lay.

He stumbled a little as I literally threw myself at him. I pecked him multiple times on the lips as I wrapped my legs around him and threw my arms around his neck.

When I tried to peck him again, he pulled my head to his lips and he deepened the kisses. He flicked his tongue over my lower lip. I didn't open my mouth, which I immediately regretted when he moved his hands down to my thighs, supposedly to support me better.

A tiny, breathless moan escaped my lips, but before Lay could push his tongue into my mouth a furious looking Chanyeol ripped us apart.

I looked to the floor, and Lay picked up my suitcases and handed them to me.

I stole a glance at the rest of the group and they also looked furious.

" Go to your room baby," Lay whispered.

" But I -"

"No, just, go to your room. Okay?" Lay pleaded.

I nodded and mumbled a quick sorry before heading to my room.