"Dirty Laundry" WYF | KJM

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AN: I tried to make this a smut but Idk how to do that. You'll also see my horrible attempt to try and start some smut. There will most likely be smut in the next chapter. Also y'all know Samuel? As in Kim Samuel? Yeah support his album 'Eye Candy' please it's really good. My favourite songs are 'LOVE LOVE LOVE' and 'Dream'. Dndjdndjddjd school starts on Monday and it's moving too fast for me I don't like this djdjdjdjejejernrifjfdkdnrd also IT'S JAEBUM'S BIRTHDAY AYE HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAEBUM BSDJIDDJDDJDIDNDNDJDJSKSKSIDJRNKDJDNDD

Kris' P.O.V

Picking up Junmyeon was fine. Picking up Junmyeon, and needing to leave the get together was okay. Picking up a drunk Junmyeon was something. Picking up a drunk Junmyeon, and needing to leave the get together was unacceptable.

The boy was drunk out of his mind, and apparently also the only one drinking.

"Yah, Junmyeon. Don't drink, okay?" I sneered because I was pretty annoyed.

"Says the one who *hiccup* has a hidden wine layer in the kit- *hiccup* kitchen." He sassed back.

Drunk Junmyeon is a sassy, angry and emotional drunk.

"You know those are gifts from my mom, don't pass the fault onto me." I had hardly been driving for five minutes, but it felt like hours.

Hearing Junmyeon yelling at me from the backseat, wasn't helping either.

"Junmyeon! Would you just shut it for a while?!" Being beyond pissed I couldn't help but yell.

I heard a 'tsk' coming from him, but he stayed quiet after that.

I parked the car in the parking lot under our apartment building, and got out of the car.

The drunkard was having trouble getting out of the car, because instead of the handle, he was clicking the window buttons. I mentally face palmed, and opened the door for him and clicked his seatbelt off.

"What?? How did you *hiccup* open the door? Are you a mosquito (magician)?" He said and looked very impressed, but still had furrowed eyebrows.

"Yeah, I'm a magician, now get out of the car." I rolled my eyes, at his poor attempt of getting out of the car.

It ended with me nearly pulling him out, and slung his arm around my shoulders.

"Shrink a little, *hiccup* you're too tall." Commented and poked my cheek.

'Only up to the apartment, then you'll be free from him.' I mentally noted.
Finally, we got to the apartment.

On the way Junmyeon had either yelled at the people walking past him, or screaming his freaking lungs out saying that I was trying to kidnap him.

I unlocked the door, and pushed him lightly inside.

"Go to bed. Don't come out unless absolutely necessary." I growled, and he didn't look like someone who cared one bit.

"Hmm.. make me." He challenged.

"Oh is that so? You want me to make you to go bed?" I guess you could say that Junmyeon is also a bit of a hormonal drunk.

I tsked at the boy who was sitting on the floor.

"Fine. I'll make you go to bed. So hard wou won't be able to move, because Kris jr. went too deep with every inch of it's being." I challenged further.

"That's not a lot of inch." He said as the last thing, before I began seeing red.

Grabbing his wrist, I dragged him into the bedroom.

"Uh~ Daddy's angry~" The drunk boy said in a teasing voice, making me even more annoyed.

I placed him on the bed, and gripped his hair making him look at me.

"Listen here, Myeon. I left the get together because of your drunk ass, so don't even try to make me more angry than I already am." I informed him, but he kept going.

I kept hearing 'Daddy's mad' every third second.

I placed my hand on the back of his head, and forced it down to the pillows.

"I told you not to go further didn't I?" I growled lowly in his ear.

I heard a tiny whimper from his mouth, and moved away. I left the bedroom, and into the living room.

Turning the tv on, I sat down on the couch to see if there was anything interesting. To my unlucky fortune, nothing interested me.

I leaned back onto the couch and sighed. I realised how quiet it had been in the bedroom, considering the fact that Junmyeon was usually very loud.

My Chinese son
Kris, where the hell are you?

You
Don't worry Tao I'm at home
with Junmyeon.

My Chinese son
Right.

You
Want me to send visual
proof of something?

My Chinese son
No. I called Yixing, and
looked at the camera
footages to make sure

You
You have cameras in your
house? Does this mean that
you've seen......

My Chinese son
Yes. I have cameras in my
house for Yixing's safety.
And yes I have seen on the
cameras every time you and
hyung had sex. It's gross how
much one can cum in one night

You
....
I think I might understand why
you don't have that many friends

I turned off my phone and walked into the bedroom.

"Junmyeon go out and brush your teeth, we're going to bed now." I patted his back, and walked out to the bathroom to get ready for sleeping.

Being done with whatever I had to do, I went back into the bedroom and under the covers.

Under the covers, I felt something poking my thigh. Lifting the covers, Junmyeon was laying there poking my thigh.

"Why are you looking me like I'm weird?" He asked and looking up to meet my eyes. I rolled my eyes in pure annoyance.

"Get ready for sleep, Junmyeon. Try not to puke on the way to the bathroom either."