Mr. and Mrs. Wu (Prologue)
Title: Mr. and Mrs. Wu
Pairing: Kris/Nana
Genre: Crack, Angst, Fluff... OTL
Word Count: 1, 079
Streaks of light purged through the scarlet curtains, smearing a reddish glow all over the well-furnished room. However, when 8 AM came on the dot, the faint traces of the sun faded away and the rain started to fall heavily. The entangled bodies under the covers couldn’t care less though. The climate was cool enough to lull them back to sleep.
No beeps. No phones ringing. No noisy cars and drivers cursing their throats off. It was perfect.
Soon enough though, the smaller figure stirred under the other’s grasp, her biological clock was bothering her and it seemed she cannot go back to sleep anymore. This elicited a groan from her captor. The man had pulled her closer into his chest and it felt right to just bundle up under the blankets all warm and comfortable like what she’s doing right now.
She shifted her position, turning to face the man who was still in deep slumber, breathing softly and contently. The girl brought a finger upon the man’s lips, tracing the small, pink bow with such delicate and loving touches.
“Kris, I know you’re already awake.” Said the girl with a smile as she poked his lips incessantly and the man cracked a smile and pecked his lover’s finger.
“Jinah-ah” Kris called with a husky voice, obviously the effect of having just woken up. “Let’s sleep in today...”
Jinah found herself pinned down by Kris’ long limbs and he pressed down on her even more, making sure she couldn’t move a single inch. He smirked inwardly -and sleepily- at this for he knew that he had won and Jinah couldn’t do anything about it. Jinah knew that Kris was, in fact, ready for breakfast.
Before being able to bask any more at his victory and Jinah’s defeated state, the doorbell rang.
The damned doorbell had to ring while Kris was ready to pounce on his beloved.
Kris stomped through the set of stairs, not bothering to put anything on except his black wifebeater and a face that read ‘SCREW YOU’.
And people wonder why he constantly pulled up that pissed expression on his face. It came as no surprise to him when he opened the door and saw who the culprit of said cockblocking was.
Out came a squeal and Kris had to lean back a little at the intense reaction. Maybe he should have let Jinah answer the door instead, though it was too late and he had to deal with this... sickeningly pink covered monstrosity.
“OMG. I thought you were still sleeping. Or something.” Kris blinked at what seems to be the most annoying thing for him today. “You know, since it’s my day off, I was wondering if... you could come with me on ... like... a trip out of town of some sort. It’s like a date but it really isn’t a date. Well, if you like to think of it like that, it’s not really a problem for me. I pretty much like the idea.”
Poor girl doesn’t know (refuses to accept) the fact that Kris Wu, Hottest man alive (copyrighted), is already taken.
It took a lot of self-restraint for Kris not to rub his face off in annoyance, although he came near. She leaned in closer and it shocked Kris as to how the woman came from the porch and into a few mere inches near his face.
“Or we could just stay here and maybe do something else you might like.” She batted her eyelashes quite excessively, earning a grossed out look from the man.
A subtle ominous presence hovered over beside Kris.
Jinah leaned by the doorframe beside him, throwing her light brown locks over her left shoulder.
“Good morning. Are you and Kris gonna have an early morning discussion here?”she smiled coyly and the woman eyed her from head to toe and back. She stepped back a little and smiled back quite wary of the other’s sudden appearance. Kris could only watch in amusement.
“Well, kind of.” She turned to Kris and batted her eyelashes again much to Kris’ annoyance. “Right, Sweetie?”
Jinah punched Kris’ arm lightly and grinned at him. “Hey, why didn’t you tell me you were having visitors this early? I could’ve prepared something.”
That mischievous glint in her eye, it excited Kris everytime when he sees it.
“Sorry. I wasn’t expecting her anyway. By the way, this is Sooyeon, she’s friends with one of my co-workers. We met in a party. Sooyeon, this is Jinah.”
They both bowed at each other, Jinah bowing down to a full ninety degrees which surprised the other woman a little. “Ahh~ Don’t be so formal now, Jinah-ssi.” She smiled again. “Are you his sister?”
Kris and Jinah shared a look and stuck their tongues out at each other.
“Told you I could pass as your sister.”
“Shut up Princess.”
“Ohohoho~ You wanna pick a fight with me huh?”
“Just don’t lash out on me with the dragon references. It’s offensive.”
And for five whole seconds, Sooyeon listened to their playful banter and stood there like a scarecrow, waiting for nothing in particular, that was until Jinah looked over to her direction and finally answered. “I’m his wife.”
“HOLY MOTHER OF ALL THINGS KOREAN.”
Kris hears something breaking from nearby and mumbles something about having to fix the broken tiles on the floor where Sooyeon was standing on. Sooyeon swears on her incomplete waste of seduction and more seduction that her life now has no meaning and that her private psychic fortune-teller was right. Never visit a man in his house for you might know his biggest secret.
“I’m sorry I can’t come with you... or COME with you, as you can see, Mrs. Wu here is quite a handful and I need to get her breakfast before she bites my head off... if you know what I mean.”
“GROSS!” Jinah laughed and struggled to free herself from her husband.
“Best be going now. Thank you and goodbye!~”
“Mr. and Mrs. Wu..” Sooyeon said with wide-eyed realization. “WHY THE HELL DID HE NOT PUT THE RING ON ME.”
Unbenkwonst to her (and Kris), Jinah threw a firecracker from the window...
“Flirts be damned.” She mumbled to herself just before Kris had thrown her on the bed for their...breakfast.
And a loud noise synched with a hair-raising scream was heard all throughout the neighborhood. Headlines read: “Mysterious woman covered in soot caught running in her underwear, New fashion trend set.”
A/N: BEEN WANTING TO WRITE THIS FOR SO LONG. UNFFFFF.
THIS PAIRING. OTL.
INSPIRED.
NO WORDS.
CRAP, MY EYES HURT. XDDD