EXO One Shots/Imagines

#44 Kai-Three o'clock

Dedicated to exotictanya who requested this. I'm sorry for the long wait >< I know you requested this three weeks ago but I had exams:( Enjoy:)

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The lift comes to life with a groan as I hit the button for the twelfth floor. I lean against the wall of the lift and sigh as the machinery begins whirring, and the ride gets a lot faster.

One fifty-eight PM. I could get there in time, if I rushed. The lift doors clanged open and I dashed towards the little apartment tucked at the end of the corridor.

One fifty-nine PM. I am halfway through the corridor, and I start to doubt if I can get there in time.

Six seconds to two. I bring my fist on the door, and it resonates with a loud thud. The door swings open and I jump in, not caring about the door opener.

Two PM. I stand in the middle of the living room, hot and sweaty, but nevertheless, victorious.

"Again, Tanya. Perfectly on the dot. Man, do you have a death wish for D.O here to kill you? You know he hates tardy people," Suho nags, but I shrug him off. I've made it. Well, at least this time anyway.

"Gives me a thrill. Totally the alternative to drugs. You never know till you try it, Gramps. Running and planning on the spot. Very relevant to life," I grin, plopping down beside a bubble tea drinking Sehun.

"Tch. Let's just get on with the game. Don't you ever dare to be late," D.O calls, and I nod as I grab a slice of pizza from the oily box that lies half empty on the floor. The box is stained with chunks of cheese, mushrooms, and I notice to my disgust, bubble tea.

I watch as Tao spins the bottle, and it whizzes like a needle of a compass in overdrive, slowing down gradually. I was here, like every other week, where I would come and play games with the boys.

Though they are all over twenty, they don't act like men. Prank calls and silly tricks could send them off in fits of laughter, often ending up with some of them on the floor, giggling manically in mirth.

But even in the cloaks of boyishness they wore, I could see the men in them. And it was this manliness, mixed with the perfect amount of childishness, that made me fall for him.

The bottle came to a halt, its neck pointing to the poor Baekhyun. He glanced up desperately at Tao, his eyes pleading. I held back the snicker I felt rise to my throat. It was never a good idea to be the victim of Exo's Truth or Dare games.

"Truth or dare, Baekon," Tao called out, grinning at the sight of Baekhyun trying to conceal his rage.

"T-truth," he stuttered, and I saw his fingers cross.

"Coward. I'll be nice since you're especially cute today, Baekkie."

There was an uncermonious snort from Chanyeol as he pulled Baekhyun in for a comforting hug. "Hands off Baek, Tao. He's mine."

"Just shut up and kiss him now. Tell me, just how many kids do you plan to have with Taeyeon noona?"

"U-uh, three, I guess? I like kids," Baekhyun's look of worry was gone as he soon as he heard the question. "Kids are nice! Cute and all."

"Way to go Baek! Three kids!"

"I want to be their godfather!"

The wolf whistling and cheering drowned out everything else, and Baekhyun hid his face in Chanyeol's chest. Aw, such Baekyeol moments, really. I snapped a picture and put my phone away hurriedly. This could be used for blackmail against them to help me with homework, and I clapped my hands in glee.