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Ayo wassup the name's Kris. 안녕하세요 크리스입니다. 你好我是吴亦凡。 23 years old Second Year @Gangnam University 「 X 」 「 X 」 「 X 」

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Graze [Kris & Jonghyun]

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Oh no he fucking didn’t. Booster seat? What was he, a five year old. It’s a direct hit to Jonghyun’s pride, and he growls, eyes forming a menacing glare. He’s not given the time to respond before Kris rushes to the teacher, begging to be switched. 

Swinging his bag over his shoulder, he watches the other with venom in his eyes, fist tightening around the strap of his bag. His blood was boiling under his skin and his muscles are tense. 

There’s something about Kris that just pisses him off. He can’t stand the way he carries himself as if he’s better than everyone else. It’s annoying how he thinks automatically better than Jonghyun at everything (he isn’t). 

As soon as they both leave the classroom, Jonghyun swings his fist out and wraps it around Kris’ collar, tugging him down the hallway. 

[gnxkris]

Kris walks out of the classroom and immediately gets pulled before he can process the current situation. "What the f-," Kris looks and sees Jonghyun.

"Dude keep your hands off me. This is Versace," he whines. Kris uncomfortably drags himself behind Jonghyun, ignoring the stares from surrounding students.

It takes all Kris has not to turn and sock Jonghyun straight in the face at that very moment. But, he knew that fighting wouldn't change the fact that he had to see this - this low-life on a regular basis for a semester.

Kris swings in front of the other (hoping this won't wrinkle his shirt) and complained, "What is your problem?"

[wxxbs]

-- three-point play ;

[wxxbs]

"Woobin," He nodded and smiled softly, acknowledging the other’s invitation. "— I’ll let you know when I want you to beat me at shooting." He smirked and returned to the routine he was starting to get a feel for.

Left, right, through the legs and fake up — then go. 

The giant was satisfied with the skills that he managed to polish up this year, it had been a while since high school but nevertheless it was his muscles that were starting to feel the memory. He hadn’t dunked in a while, and showing off might’ve been a bit much.

As he was criticizing himself for the fact that he needed to work out even more now, he heard Kris’ voice again. He looked up and almost dropped the basketball when he processed the question.

A basketball team? Even if they started with just Woobin and Kris, they were bound to go somewhere. He thought for a minute then regained eye contact, nodding and dribbling the ball as he stood.

"You think we can find a coach and eight other players?" Woobin shrugged, holding the ball in his hands once again as something to play with. It wasn’t going to be easy, but it was a good enough of an excuse to stay away from everything else. Hell, it was his last year — so why not?

[gnxkris]

"I'm sure we could find others like us. There's gotta be other people out there looking for a team," Kris paused, "We could always try advertising, I mean, unless you want to hide in here and try and recruit every person that walks into this gym and can dribble."

Kris hadn't really thought about finding a coach. It seemed to be the least of his worries. What he wanted was a group of people he could call a team again. A group of people who he could rely on. A group of people who he could call his family. "As for a coach, we could start out with just a faculty member supervising us. I'm sure between the two of us and whoever else we can recruit we can set up some drills for practices- until we get a real coach."

"So... are you in?"

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precision footwork : int. foundations

class: foundations of dance dates: 03.03 to 03.10 incentive: raises grade choreography: far away — c-clown learn how to attend here.

[gnxkris]

It wasn't that Kris was terrible at dancing, he simply never learned how to. Kris knew, though, if he ever wanted to even have a chance of debuting, he would need to know the basics of dancing. Professor Ga-In was a great dancer, which made up for her unapproachable-ness (it was only the second class, so Kris knew his opinion could- and would- change as he became a better dancer and attended class more often).

They were practicing a song by C-Clown, which freaked Kris out. There was lots of jumping and movement and dance. Professor Ga-In was teaching them the first couple counts (a dance term Kris learned today). He followed her steps one by one, and was relieved when he wasn't the first to fall. 

Professor Ga-In reminded Kris of General Shang from Mulan (one of those movies Tao had insisted on watching). She had a lot of work to do to make this class succeed, but eventually, she'd make men out of them.

Determined, Kris practiced the first eight count on his own. He may not have been the best dancer in another class, but here, he knew he had a better chance than others. At least he wasn't born with two left feet.

[gnxkris]

Abstract

Dear Diary Journal,

I finally unpacked my last box and it turns out you were inside it. I've been looking all over for you- sifting through boxes so I could find you. You know that when I find something inspirational I write it down in you to keep for later.

Gangnam University is really everything I hoped it would be. Everyone here is friendly, and Tao and I are finally ((what no I haven't been waiting for what seems like forever for this)) together. As I say to Mom: the food is nice, the campus is pretty, and I can't wait to debut. But first, I think I need to participate in some classes.

Today I enrolled in Prof Ga-In's Intermediate Foundations of Dance class. I've heard great things about the professor, and am planning on working hard to finally learn how to dance. Then I'll be one step closer to being a triple threat and debuting! I just wish that there were more classes where I could learn to develop my rapping. Maybe I'm just not looking in the right buildings- after all, this campus is pretty big!

That's all for now, journal. I'll make sure to write in you more often now that I actually remember where I put you.

- Kris

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Graze [Kris & Jonghyun]

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His heart drops when he hears what the teacher says. Partner? For all projects? For the whole course? He thinks he might just kill himself. It was bad enough to be stuck with the person next to him for a whole year, but it was even worse when that person was Kris Fucking Wu. 

Does this mean that he’d have yo cooperate with him? Like, actually be nice to him? Just the thought sends a shiver up his spine. He wasn’t usually so intense in his dislike for people, but Kris had been his rival from the start, and proved himself to be nothing but a nuisance.

He tries his best to focus on the lesson, but the person beside him kept distracting him from taking notes. Just his presence set Jonghyun on edge.

[gnxkris]

Kris groaned as class went on. It seemed time went slower inside this class. But finally, the bell rang. As the students were packing up, Kris quipped, "Oh did you grow some this year? You've finally outgrown the booster seat you've needed for class, I see."

Kris walked toward the teacher, ready to argue his case. He refused to sit next to this fool for an entire year! The two had barely managed not to rip each other's heads off- and it had only been an hour. "Uh, excuse me? I was wondering if it was possible to switch seats. I really really really can't stand my partner," Kris pleaded.

"Well, after seeing everyone's personalities, it actually seems like you two would be very compatible as partners. And, seeing as you don't have a solid argument as to why you shouldn't be partners, I have no reason to separate you two."

Kris was about to object when the teacher continued, "If things really aren't working out by the time midterms come around, I'll consider switching you."

Kris stormed out of the classroom and passed Jonghyun. "See you later," he seethed. 

[gnxkris]

Wanderlust~

8. Our muses are dead set on visiting a volcano

Kris followed Hayi toward the mammoth volcano. Sure it had been dormant for years, but what if today it decided to wake up? This didn’t bother Kris or Hayi, but his mom definitely was worried. 

It was sunny outside, and there was a cool breeze- it was the perfect day for an adventure. Kris put on his sunglasses as the pair trudged up the volcano. “Hey this map says there’s a tunnel near here that leads toward the inside of the volcano. Wanna go?” Kris asked.

"Why do you even have to ask?" Hayi responded. 

The two took a couple of lefts until they reached the dark opening. “Hello-o-o-o-o-o,” the inside of the tunnel echoed as Kris hollered. They walked into the cool tunnel until soon everything turned dark. Kris turned on his phone as a way to see the path ahead of them.

"How far does this go?" Kris asked.

"To China. It’s the tunnel through the center of the world. Didn’t you read the map?" Hayi replied sarcastically.

"Let’s just go. This obviously isn’t leading anywhere."

As they left the tunnel they went up the volcano toward the top. It was starting to get dark, which was when the fun happened. At night, you could see the lava flow from the mouth of the volcano. It was said to glow red as it slid it’s way down the side.

Kris and Hayi stood next to a pack of adventurers as the sun set.  They were on a strip of road about 3/4 of the way up the volcano. Kris had parked near here so they wouldn’t have to walk all the way back down to the bottom when they were tired of watching the volcano do its thing. “I bet you couldn’t make it to the top of the volcano before sundown,” Kris bet.

"Oh yeah? and what happens when I when?" Hayi challenged.

Kris thought for a moment before speaking. “I’ll let you paint my nails and style my hair. But if you don’t make it you have to wear an outfit of my choosing on any given day.”

"Deal." Hayi ran up the volcano, making sure no one saw her since she wasn’t sure if this was allowed. She estimated she had about 20 minutes until it became completely dark, and she wanted to make it back before the lava started to flow out of the mouth. Hayi chose where she stepped carefully, as it was getting steeper and steeper with each step. The sun was almost down, and the Hayi raced harder. She couldn’t give Kris the satisfaction of winning.

A little while later, the pair got to see the lava trickle down. The two were speechless. It was if only this moment was important, and was one of the most beautiful things the pair had seen. “Don’t think I’m gonna forget about the bet just because this view is so stunning,” one said.

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"Nice nail polish, twinkle fingers." Kris groaned as yet another student commented on the sparkly, multi-colored nail polish coated on his nails. He could just picture Hayi smirking in his head. I’ll get back at her one day, he vowed.

[gnxkris]

[text] You must be pretty weirded out that I'm using Tao's phone, but I left him in his dorm after we hung out so get your ass in there and take care of your adorbs boyfriend. [text] Oh and I made hotpot for him to eat when he wakes up. Make sure he eats it so that he'd feel better.

Kris wasn't surprised to see a text from Tao. But, when he saw that the text wasn't actually from Tao, he got a little weirded out. Who was using his boyfriends phone, and better yet, why was this person calling his boyfriend 'adorbs'? Nonetheless, Kris trudged over to Tao's room, looking for signs of anyone who could've helped Tao back to his room. Kris opened the door and smelled the hotpot the mysterious person had mentioned. He saw Tao asleep in bed, and made a mental note to find out who had taken care of his boyfriend so nicely. For now though, Kris would wait for Tao to finish resting.

[gnxkris]

Visit Original Link

[gnxvic]

[text to: jiejie] Hey I finished all of my homework for the weekend. did you still need help with your baby's room? I'm free now~

{text to CanadaDidi} : Yeah I need a lot of help! I need help with the crib and some lights need changing! I will pay you in Hot Pot!

[gnxvic]

She was comforted greatly by Kris’s words. Smiling ober to him as he wrestled with the crib. “Eggshell blue,” she pointed towards a large can. She winced as the baby kicked at her already damaged ribs. When the crib fell apart she laughed more than she should have. The boy looked so confused on why it didn’t work.

"Come one I’ll give you some food, can you help me up," as he began to help her she noticed a bracelet on his wrist. "Is that a couple bracelet!" Her voice sounded excited. "My baby is growing up," she kissed his cheek. She kept a tight grip on Kris as she walked into the kitchen. She was tired and it seemed her muscles were too.

[gnxkris]

At the mention of his couple bracelet, Kris blushed. “His name is Huang Zitao. He’s from China too!” Kris whispered, “I really like him Jiejie.”  

Kris guided Victoria into the kitchen, supporting her and the baby. “Do you need any help with making food?” Kris offered his help, though he didn’t know how to cook much except for instant noodles. “Also, have you thought of a name for your baby yet? If you haven’t, I have a couple suggestions in mind, but the top choice would definitely be Wufan Jr. Or Ace.”

[gnxkris]

Light Up || Kris x Yoongi

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It was weird decision and a weird thing to do- to start texting a random number to just talk. 

The other person was probably surprised when he got Yoongi’s first message but after a while it became comfortable and the other didn’t seem to be bothered much. Yoongi didn’t know the person he was talking, and he didn’t even plan to meet them- he just wrote down on his phone a random number he spotted at the administration office and started randomly texting it. At first, the texting was casual- asking for small advices on equally small matters or talking about how annoying the weather’s bipolarity was; Yoongi hated how it was cold one day and warm on the other. But then it started getting personal, and speaking truthfully, Yoongi was scared. The person had started to ask questions about him, little ones, in the middle of casual conversations and the scarier thing was that Yoongi didn’t avoid them like he usually did; he found himself asking the question and feeding the other’s curiosity, at least he wasn’t asked for his name, which was a relief.

Until one day the other person had asked Yoongi to meet, and that caught him off guard. He was hesitant; would the other be disappointed for whatever reason? Yoongi probably wasn’t the way the other imagined him. He didn’t want to lose someone who wasn’t there at first place, but that friendship felt so real to him, Yoongi sometimes forgot that it wasn’t. [Text: him.] Sure, let’s meet.

"Him" was such a low nickname for someone like Yoongi who could come up with names for anything, really. But it looked right. And not very questionable as other names Yoongi came up before. They didn’t talk anymore that day except the date and place for their meeting, Yoongi wasn’t sure if he was more excited or nervous.

- - -

Yoongi regrets cutting his bangs shorter when he pulls down his beanie and it’s not enough to cover his eyes, so he buries his chin in his scarf, instead. Somehow it made him feel less shy and somehow secured. He’s standing far enough but not too much from the library, it was the right decision to go out early so he won’t get lost and will be late to their meeting- highly rude and as equally suspicious. A tall figure appears next to the building and stands there, the other person seemed just as nervous and it made Yoongi feel in peace. The buzz of his phone against his thigh alarms him and he jolts in his spot; looking around to make sure no one saw that, before he reads the text and laughs quietly to himself. [Text: him.] I promised, didn’t I?

He quickly types in and sends, taking a deep breath before he starts to walk towards the library and thinks of ways to start a conversation. “Question- do you consider talking to strangers via texting is weird? Option A- yes, option B- kinda, and last but not least, option C- yes.” It’s probably not the best of ways to start a conversation, but it hides the fact that Yoongi might be wrong about thinking that the other was “Him”.

[gnxkris]

Kris waited by the library as he received the text from the mystery man.

[Text: from Mystery] I promised, didn’t I?

Kris looked around hoping to get a glimpse of what he looked like. It was kinda weird, what was going on, and Kris wondered if he made the right decision by asking someone to meet. Maybe it would have been better if the two remained anonymous.

Kris checked his hair in the mirror, making sure that not a hair was out of place. Kris practiced his introduction in his head. He seemed like he was already close to this person, yet he was so nervous to meet him in person. Soon, Kris saw movement. Someone was coming toward him, so Kris stopped fidgeting. He didn’t want to seem like he was on the edge about meeting the other. As the other person approached, Kris stared at the ground.

“Uhh, Hi. I’m Kris. Do I know you?”

[frommemetoyou]

Leave "Wanderlust" in my askbox

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frommemetoyou:

I’ll randomly generate a number from 1-17 to see what our muses will get for a travelling prompt

Our muses go hiking up the mountains

Our muses plan to jet-set around the world

Our muses are going to sail the seven seas

Our muses go on a fancy cruise

Our muses hitch hike through cities and villages

Our muses go on a pilgrimage together

Our muses go on a road trip to visit as many beaches as they can in a month

Our muses are dead set on visiting a volcano

Our muses want to visit some waterfalls

Our muses want to go fishing in some great rivers

Our muses want to go on an adventure in a jungle

Our muses want to go camping in a faraway forest

Our muses want to visit miracle water springs

Our muses want to soak in the culture and visit some galleries

Our muses want to have a laugh and visit different pubs of the world

Our muses want to take in the sights and sounds of a huge firework show

Our muses want to throw themselves into a festival and soak in the atmosphere of the processions and stalls

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Graze [Kris & Jonghyun]

"Good morning."

He hisses through ground teeth. It was a small class. That was fine. Their teacher was an old hag that was a stickler for rules. That was also fine. Assigned seating, was not. Seriously, their in university. You’d think they’d be allowed to sit where ever they wanted, but apparently not in this class. 

And of all the people he has to sit beside, it had to be Kris Wu. 

His spine crawls just looking at the guy. It’s sickening, and Jonghyun has to hold back his scowl as he dumps his bag and takes out his notebook. He’d be civil, but nothing else. The less he had to look at Kris’ face, the better. 

[gnxkris]

As Kris looked around the room, he thought that the class could be pretty good. Despite the super strict teacher, most people in the class seemed nice and he vaguely knew all of them. He was settling into his desk when another man plopped into the seat next to him. Kris turned to greet his classmate, but stopped midway when he saw who it was- Kim Jonghyun.

Kris’s eyes narrowed as he turned back to his desk. This kid again? Kris thought to himself. Kris was going to make a verbal jab at him as a greeting, but their teacher was finally ready to teach the class. “Alright class sit down in your seats please. If you don’t know where you are seated, look at the corresponding seating chart on the board. Now, look at the person sitting next to you,” Kris stayed with his head facing forward, already knowing all too well who he was seated next to.

The teacher continued, “This is your partner. For all projects, you will work with your partner. During class, you will discuss with your partner and if you ever need help with your homework, you will talk to your partner. If you have any issues with who your partner is, you can talk to me after class.” Kris mentally made a note to stay after class as the teacher continued to give the rules and regulations of the class.

[gnxvic]

[text to: jiejie] Hey I finished all of my homework for the weekend. did you still need help with your baby's room? I'm free now~

{text to CanadaDidi} : Yeah I need a lot of help! I need help with the crib and some lights need changing! I will pay you in Hot Pot!

[gnxvic]

"That’s what they came with, aren't men supposed to be able to build stuff without instructions," She sat down on the rocking chair that was already built her hands clasping her slightly painful stomach.

"I will look for some online," she pulled out her phone and started googling for answers. The results were in English, "Here I can’t read these," she threw the phone at Kris.

Kicking her slippers off she stretched out her feet, she was tired from Umma yoga classes. “I can’t wait till this kid is out of me but at the same time I am terrified , how will I be able to live while I’m a mama, I do earn a good wage but babies cost so much and I’m going to have to work less…” She sighed wishing her husband was still here.

[gnxkris]

Kris grabbed the phone and scanned the instructions, then went back to wrestling the crib. He pulled out some tools and started to connect the legs to what he thought was the base. 

"Don't worry Jiejie you'll be a great mom! And your child will look up to you and you'll be his hero for being the best single mom out there!" Kris tried to comfort Victoria.

Kris and Victoria had been childhood friends ever since they were young. Their families had known each other for a long time, and since Kris and Victoria were fairly close in age, they hung out together at family functions. Kris had met Victoria's husband, who was a kind and caring man, and seeing Victoria mourn over him was hard for Kris. He wished he could comfort her, but he was never really good at consoling people. 

Kris tried to change the subject to keep the atmosphere more upbeat. "So what color are you planning on painting these walls? I am an artist after all, so I could see if you've made a good color choice." Just as Kris was speaking, he tried to set the crib down on the legs. They stayed for a moment, but then collapsed onto the ground as if the legs were made of feathers. Kris sighed and complained, "This is gonna be a long night, huh?"

[gnxkris]

{text to wufanclanduizhang} : Dage~~~~~ My leg hurts come make me feel less crappy, I also have some questions~~~~

{text to: panda~} I’m on my way Taozi~Kris walked out of his room carrying some movies, pillows, and blankets and trudged over to Tao’s room. He nudged the door open and hollered “Tao I’m here! What is it you need? I figured we could have a movie night in to rest your leg. Do you want to watch something like Mulan or something more like Paranormal Activity?”

[wxxbs]

-- three-point play ;

[wxxbs]

Woobin nodded to answer his question, bouncing the ball once for familiarity before nodding towards the other. “You’re a hell of a shooter, nobody knocks down three’s like that.” He set his own water bottle down on the side and headed for the paint under the basket.

He dribbled comfortably, first bouncing left to right then down between his legs and behind his back. His voice boomed in the empty gym, seemingly bigger without its inhabitants raging back and forth. Though despite that, Woobin had no doubt that he was a very different player than the other. And admittedly, he was a bit jealous for the other’s shooting ability — especially with his height.

"You on the team?" Woobin asked, somewhat in casual sarcasm as the basketball team only had two members as it is. And they had to be passive considering Woobin hadn’t known that there really was a team until last week. Yet he’s been attending the school for a whole semester already, it was disappointing for a beautiful sport to be taken advantage of like that.

Woobin momentarily forgot the other’s presence and put the ball up for a simple layup, a bit of a warmup before he ran to the foul line and dashed to the left and coming up for a dunk from under the basket. It was all he had, his height and width and bull-like stubbornness that got him through bigger players.

He got his ball back and listened for the other’s answer, looking up to make eye contact for the first time since he entered the gym.

[gnxkris]

Kris admired the other’s skills while cooling off. “To be honest I didn’t even know there was a team,” Kris responded. “Last I heard the coach quit and the team broke up when people stopped coming to the basketball games. It’s not fun to watch a team lose every game, ya know?”

Kris watched the other dunk the ball. He was tall, taller than Kris, and had a strong build. “I’m Wufan, but you can call me Kris. If you ever wanna shoot some time, let me know.”

Kris was leaving when he stopped in his tracks and turned around back into the gym. He could hear the almost rhythmic beat of the ball bouncing on the gym floor. Obviously this guy loved basketball, like Kris. There must be other people looking out there for a team, Kris thought. “Hey. Have you ever considered starting up the basketball team for real again? Like, how it was before?”

Kris looked into the other man’s eyes and waited for an answer.

[gnxkris]

Whispers

Prompt

Against the Administration

Kris was as shocked as the others about the announcement over the speakers. Of course, he had heard it from a friend of a friend since he was off campus watching Frozen at the local movie theater. But was the administration really going to start enforcing these frivolous rules? A curfew? Kris’s high school didn’t even have one of those. The administration was treating them like children. As Kris continued to think, he realized that the rules didn’t even matter. After all, rules were made to be broken.

Kris left the dorms to go to the school’s cafeteria. He was going to get some seriously needed coffee when he saw another man near the entrance. He checked his phone which read “8:30.” Why is anyone else awake at this hour on a weekend? Kris wondered. He couldn’t tell who it was, since the man was wearing sunglasses. This should’ve tipped Kris off and made him realize that something weird was going on, but he was so drowsy that he continued toward the entrance.

Kris entered the cafeteria, grabbed his coffee, and walked back out, decided he would walk around to help himself wake up. Suddenly, a voice whispered in his ear, “Be on the edge. The rebellion is near.” The words startled Kris so much, he spilled the burning coffee all down his shirt. “What the hell was that fo-“ Kris turned around and realized there was no one around- not even the man from before. There was not a soul to be seen.

Kris may not have been at this school for long, but he knew when something was going on. A storm was brewing at Gangnam University, and Kris was ready to fight.

[gnxkris]

What do you consider your greatest achievement?

Kris pondered the question for a moment, thinking about all of his great achievements before simply answering, "I can fly."