Luhan's P.O.V.
"Please?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No. Stop asking."
"But Kris has a sore throat and you're the only one outside of EXO that knows the routines!"
"Luhan, begging won't make me do it."
"Then what will?"
Mei looked at me, her bright blue eyes as cold as ice. I suddenly wondered what color her hair had been before she dyed it to match her eyes.
"Kiss me." She said.
"What?" I was shocked.
"Kiss me. Right here. Like you mean it."
I stared at her, my mind blank. This bright ray of sunshine that stood in front of me asked me to kiss her?
"If you don't, I'm not taking Kris's place." She barked.
I took a step forward, slid my arm around her waist, and pulled her close.
"You better be glad I like you." I hissed through my teeth.
Her eyes widened, and I smirked. I used my free hand to pull her lips to mine. Her lips were as I expected, soft and warm. She grabbed my arm, and my muscles flexed as a reaction. When I pulled away, she was blushing.
"I didn't expect you to do that." She muttered.
I smiled. "Well, I did. Now you have to perform with us."
