EXO Scenes

When he back hugs you… (Baekhyun)

 You were in the kitchen, baking up a storm. You volunteered to bake an array of desserts for Exo’s 100th day. The kitchen was a complete mess; flour, sugar, and pots and trays were scattered all over the counters. Sighing while leaning against the counter,”Why the heck did I agree to this?” you asked yourself out loud. 

 ”Because you love me, that’s why”. You turn around to see Baekhyun smirking at you from the door way. “You know… I could help you…” Baekhyun teases as he approaches you. 

 ”I could cook bacon! Everyone loves bacon-except for vegetarians- but no one’s a vegetarian here… So it’s all good!”

 ”Pabo”. You smack his shoulder. “Go do something useful will you?” you retorted.

 Turning  back to the counter, Baekhyun gently wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. 

 ”Yah! What did I say? I told you to do something useful, didn’t I?”

 ”I know… that’s why I’m holding you…” Baekhyun simply replied resting his chin on top of you head. 

Picture Perfect (Luhan)

It’s been a while since you and Luhan spent time together since Exo-M has been busy with promotions in China. Some days he barely comes home- sleeping over night in the practice room (probably with Sehun aha). So this morning when Luhan arrived home early and told you to get ready, you were over joyed. 

“Where are we going?” you asked?

“Just wanted to spend some time with my girl” giving you his cute eye smile. 

Like a date… you thought happily, as both of you walked hand in hand to the mall. 

To be honest you were a little nervous. Going out in public with Luhan was a risk. A complete NO-NO in his contract. Although you could care less about the consequences, it’s been too long since you and Luhan had a date. Now you finally had the chance to spend the WHOLE DAY with him.

Both you and Luhan shopped around, trying on couple tees and accessories. 

“Try this one!” you insisted.

“But that’s a headband… with a sparkly pink bow… No way.” Luhan dismissed the headband in front of him.

“Pweeeaasseee? pwease? pwease?” you whine childishly, holding the headband up to his face. 

Knowing that he could not resist your aegyo any longer, Luhan places the handband on his head with a blank expression. 

Dear God, he looks even cuter than me!

He reached over and placed the matching red one with polka dots on your head.
“There we match!” he chimmed, taking a selca with you.

After buying the headbands; yes, the pink one with sequins is his, both of you strolled around random stores.

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Early Mornings (Suho)

Request from rahrachelrah

God, you were bored. So damn bored. Hours had flew by and you’ve accomplished nothing- lying lifeless on the couch flipping through channels. The only highlight of your day was watching Exo-K’s Music Bank performance on that flat screen T.V. You were so proud on how much they’ve improved during the last few months. They all looked good- especially Suho. You couldn’t take your eyes off of him throughout the entire showcase. 

Damn your boyfriend was fine! His rugged outfit that consisted of ripped jeans,a white v-neck tee, a studded leather jacket, along with him sporting their signature EXO rings. The whole look was enough to make you fangirl inside. You made a mental note to thank their stylist if you get a chance to visit. 

Now here you were, lying face down on the couch replaying the image of Suho in your head over and over again. 

You looked at the time, 12:45AM. You willed yourself to stay awake and wait for Suho to come home. However, you only managed a few minutes before your heavy eyelids closed shut. You drifted off dreaming about Exo-K’s performance, and of Suho coming home wearing his stage outfit. 

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Love Coaster (Chanyeol)

Request from rahrachelrah

“Palli! Palli!” you squealed approaching a roller coster. You wanted to get a good spot in line, and it didn’t help that your boyfriend was slow as a sloth. 

“YAH! PARK. CHANYEOL. PALLI!” you threatened, stomping your foot on the floor childishly. 

“Omo! I’m in love with a little brat” Chanyeol teased. 

“Mianhe, I’m just so excited. I’ve wanted to ride this roller coaster since…FOREVER!” you exclaimed.

“Aigoo~~” Chanyeol sighed. 

“Let’s GO!” you chimmed, pulling him into an empty cart. 

“Um… yeah, sure” Chanyeol mumbled. 

You immediately strapped yourself securely, sitting comfortably in the seat with a huge grin on your face. 

“Is this even safe?!” Chanyeol questioned, staring at the seatbelt and metal rail which were the only safety precautions given for the ride. 

You were about to give him the “Are you seriously kidding me” look, until you noticed Chanyeol’s pale complexion. 

The cart started moving, making its way around.

“Oppa, gwenchaneyo?” 

“Oh… Neh~~” he replied weakly. 

“Don’t worry Oppa, it will be fun!” you tried to cheer him up.

The cart slowly made its way up. You could hear Chanyeol breathing deeply and chanting continuously to himself, “I can do this! BE A MAN PARK CHANYEOL!”.

You giggled.

Geez, he’s even cuter when he’s all nervous. 

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He Ditched Me For Luhan? (Sehun)

Request from l4gerfeld

Your room was a mess. For the last hour or so, you’ve been rummaging through your closet looking for something cute to wear. Yesterday Sehun called, saying that he’ll be taking you out today since he hasn’t been home due to practice.

You were excited and slightly nervous. It’s not like it was your first date, you’ve just really missed him the last few days. Both of you have been busy—him with Exo-K, and you with school. Both of you barely had time for each other anymore.

You’ve also been silently waiting for him to be free, just too scare to say anything. You were also somewhat irritated of hearing some girls in your class fawn over Sehun.

Another disadvantage was that your relationship was hidden from the media. On one hand you didn’t want to handle hate messages from their fans, but on the other, you were hurt whenever Exo were asked questions about their love life. In every interview Sehun would reply with “No, I don’t have a girlfriend”. You knew it was the proper answer; however, you still wondered whether or not he cared about you.

Sehun was never the one to say, “I love you”. You were usually more verbal about your feelings, but you could never read Sehun’s. He was always the calm type, while you were always on edge with everything.

You finally decided to just go casual; wearing a lace pink blouse, white shorts, and an oversized grey cardigan. Hearing quick footsteps downstairs, you peered over the staircase to see Sehun marching up the stairs to your room. 

“Hey Hunnie, are you going to change?” you asked, following him.

“Um yeah. I’m gonna meet up with Luhan. He just arrived from China, so the boys and I are gonna catch up!” he said hastily, putting a random t-shirt on while walking down the stairs.

“But I thought—”

“I won’t be out too late, don’t worry. Okay?” Sehun said, grabbing his bag and shoes.

“Hold on, do you really have to go? You just came home…” you said while trying to remain calm.

“Oh C’mon Baby, it’s Luhan I have to go…” Sehun emphasized.

You stopped dead in your tracks…

Have to? Since it’s Luhan, you HAVE to go?

Sehun was already out the door. “Bye babe, I’ll be back home soon!” he waved.

You stood at the open door way.

What the hell just happened?

Did he totally forget about our date today? Why did he say “it’s Luhan I have to go”? … have to…

Why does he give Luhan so much attention?

ARGGGHHH!

You were jealous, envious of Luhan and Sehun’s relationship. Sehun looked so excited that it irritated you, since you weren’t the person who he was excited for.

You walked to the kitchen, dragging your feet to the floor.

“Guess another dinner for one, huh?” you mumbled to yourself, searching for any good leftovers.

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When Tempers Flare (Kris)

Request from clumsytkdninja 

It’s been two weeks since you’ve last visited home. You decided that you had enough fighting with Kris, and stormed out of the house with nothing but the clothes on your back. You’ve been staying over at a friend’s house, moping around.

Should I go back?
I’m so stupid; I left all my stuff there… you mentally slapped yourself, playing with your house keys.
You had to admit, you have a short temper. It didn’t help that Kris’ tolerance wasn’t that high either. Once both of you started arguing, there was no end to it.

You knew the argument was stupid. It was the usual disagreement about his schedule. It turned into a huge face off, when Kris retorted that this was the way things are now since he’s an idol.

Yes, you knew. You were being bratty and selfish; you hated the distance and seldom text messages. But you thought he could be a bit understanding about how you feel.

What irritated you was his complete acceptance towards everything. He made it seem like you were always the one complaining about your relationship. It made it seem like the whole situation didn’t even faze him, as though he wasn’t missing you the way you were missing him.

Something inside you snapped that night… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
                  “Fine! Then I guess I’ll just leave!” you exclaimed.
                  “WHAT?!” Kris stood there in shock.
                  “You heard me, I’m leaving” and with that you stormed out the front door, slamming it shut. The weather was dreadful since it was monsoon season. The rain pelted angrily on the ground, but you didn’t notice nor care. Your head was fuming mad, as you signaled a taxi.
                  “WAIT!” you heard Kris scream behind you. He was running after you, his clothes clinging to his body—especially his white shirt—that was now transparent.
This is not the time to get turned on you forced yourself to sit in the taxi, instructing the driver to head to your friends house.
                  The taxi drove off, and on the side mirror you saw Kris’ frame enveloped in the rain. Bye. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

For the past two weeks, you’ve done nothing but eat your sorrows away. Your friends tried to console you, but knew there was no budging you once you’ve made your decision.
You got up, showered and changed into some clothes your friends bought during your stay.
“Where are you going?” your friend asked worriedly. This was the most activity you’ve done, and they didn’t know what you were up to.
“I’m going by the house to get my stuff” you mumbled closing the front door behind you.

You sat quietly on the bus planning out what to do and say once you’ve arrived at your house.
What a stupid excuse you thought. Of course you wanted your own belongings, but it was just a cover up. What you really wanted was to see Kris.

You got off the bus, and slowly walked toward your house. You concluded that it was too early for Kris to be home.
He probably has a schedule or something; I could just get my stuff then.

You opened the front door, and quietly stepped inside. The whole house was dark and gloomy.
Guess he’s not home.
You made your way up the stairs to your bedroom. 
Your room was still in place, nothing broken or anything. You headed straight to your closet opening one of your duffle bags and randomly shoving in clothes.

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Perfectionist (Chen)

Request from bluewafful 

God, they are SO COOL!

You thought to yourself as you watched Exo-M practice their MAMA choreography. They were practicing with such precision, all you could do was admire in awe. Everyone was amazing, but you had your eyes set out on one member in particular.

Chen.

Actually, he was your Korean tutor. You couldn’t believe it either; this gorgeous, talented, smart and charismatic Exo-M member was your tutor!

Everyone in school knew about Exo, and Chen was well known for his beautiful voice and quiet demeanor.

But you knew him as hard working Chen, who always laughed whole-heartedly at Luhan’s silliness. Through your eyes he was unstoppable; nothing could faze him. His voice, dance and charm wooed a lot of girls over.

And you were one of those girls. It wasn’t just his physical features and talent that caught you, but his caring and determined character as well. Some days you would be tutored while they practiced, just like now. Between breaks he would check up on you, of course you barely got any work done since everything about him was a distraction to you.

Although, there was another part that you wish you hadn’t found out about Chen.

He was a perfectionist.

When it came to tutoring you, he was tough and mean.
You could handle the comments of practicing more and paying attention when he talks to you, but some days he would just insult you. Say how bad your writing was in comparison to a 4 year old. Or how was it possible for someone to speak Korean well, but not know how to write “Hello”.

It was a daily situation with you and Chen. He would be over you, marking your work—handing it back with red ink scribbled all over, your own writing barely visible.

Your feelings for Chen were an on-going war inside you.

You snapped out of your daydream when you noticed a sweaty Chen walking your direction, chugging down a bottle of water.

Your hands couldn’t move fast enough as you stared at that one bead of sweat trickling down his neck…

“Are you done the work I assigned you?” Chen wiped his face with a towel.

“Ugh… ye-yeah…” you stuttered, handing him the paper.

You sat there awkwardly, refusing to look at his face as he corrected your paper. You heard the red pen scribble loudly on your paper, and already knew his lecture was not going to be pretty.

“Huh.” Chen tossed the paper to you.

As you stared at the piece of paper, you realized you got none right. His corrections focused on the spaces between the characters.

“Wait… Why did you mark it like this? You’ve just coloured in my spaces and marked it as zero…”

“Your spaces are too big” Chen plainly stated.

“What?” You couldn’t believe what you heard.

“How can I thoroughly correct your paper when there are these huge spaces between each character in a word?” Chen emphasized.

Are you kidding me?!

You abruptly stood up; from across the room, the other Exo-M members focused their attention on you and Chen’s mini quarrel.

“How do you expect to do well in Korean class, when even your format is lacking? I tell you constantly to practice your writing, but here you are daydreaming…”

You willed yourself to relax, and not blow up in front of everyone.

“Redo the paper.”

“What?”

“Redo the paper, then maybe I’ll actually consider reading it” Chen bluntly said, walking towards the other members.

Asshole.

“No.”

Chen slowly turned around, “No?”

“I won’t rewrite that damn paper”.

You’ve had enough of Chen’s commentary. He was plain rude, and in front of the others as well…

“Fine, then just be clueless for the rest of your life!” Chen retorted.

Bang! “AISSSHHHHH!” Chen screamed.

You threw your Korean textbook at his head.

“CLUELESS? No wonder I’m clueless, you’re never around to tutor me anyways. And if you do, you’re always practicing. YOU CAN’T EVEN TUTOR ME PROPERLY!

How dare you tell me that I don’t know any thing! If you actually spent some time TRULY helping me, then you wouldn’t have had a textbook thrown at your head—JERK!”

You grabbed your bag, and stormed out of the practice room.

Stupid Chen. Thinks he knows everything.

I don’t need him. I can learn this on my own; he was never there anyways…

You went home, resenting the feelings you still evidently had for Chen—even though he was a complete ass.

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Gucci Boy (Tao)

Request from seoul-less 

You peeked at the clock across the room.

Just 30 more minutes and I’ll be DONE!

You cheered happily in your head as you walked around the store, checking that everything was neat and in order.

You worked part-time at a Gucci store downtown for almost a year now. At first you weren’t sure you had enough confidence to work at an A-list brand name store, like Gucci. You yourself could barely afford buying a wallet, let alone a bag from Gucci. You were frugal with your money, and didn’t have time to think of accessories. Your money was divided between school, bills, and food. Oh the sad life of a working student.

You were in a daze as you placed the latest collection of bags on the shelf.

An arm snaked around your waist. You didn’t have to turn around to know who the person was. It was a familiar hold that trailed goose bumps down your body. 

“Tao, stop it” you murmured, loud enough for him to hear.

Tao leaned in closer to your face, smiling widely…

“Hey there, missed me?”

“NO!” you quickly pushed him away before any of the customers and staff could see you. In all honesty, you didn’t want Tao to see your flushed red face because of your momentary closeness.

   Tao would always be too intimate with you. He’d flirt here and there, while you tried your hardest to concentrate on work. But everything about Tao was inviting; the tight muscles sculpting his arms and back, and the intense look in his eyes. His eyes appeared almost black, which made him more alluring and mysterious. The distant look on his face was stern but passive. When you first met Tao, you were scared. His appearance was intimidating, and you felt vulnerable and weak.

    Who knew that over a short period of time this intimidating figure had a completely different personality? He was childish, stubborn, and slightly annoying. He’d always happened to be at the store whenever it was your shift, and he wouldn’t leave you alone. While you would set the store in order by fixing the merchandise and whatnot, Tao would cling by your side asking personal questions. He would ask about your family, friends, interests and hobbies… He’d go on and on playing 20 questions, but to you it seemed like 5 billion questions all at once. At the beginning of each visit, you can tolerate his presence. However, after hours of nagging, and attention seeking you, would always end up trying to sell him something. Of course he would buy it, compliment your taste and say “See ya later”, finally leaving the store.

    In other words, he was a headache. With Tao around you, you could barely interact and assist other customers. Most customers lounged around the store just because Tao was inside. Sure he attracted potential customers, but for you Tao was practically your only customer.

    It’s true that Tao was irritating at times, but you had to admit to yourself it was more entertaining when he would be around. Both of you would bicker up a storm, and then fake a smile when people would start looking your way. You could say there were pros and cons to having Tao shadow your every move.

    The pro would be your minor crush on him. When neither of you bickered nor remained silent, a casual conversation would briefly slip in. You knew a bit more about Tao through those conversations, and it was during those times that you didn’t mind him sticking around you. Regardless how you saw your situation with Tao, he still attracted you.

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Best Friends (D.O)

Request from seoultreasure-tokyoheart 

You’ve been friends with D.O. since you were four years old.

You met when D.O. was being bullied in the park by a bunch of other children.

            You were playing in the sand box with your other friends, trying to build a giant sand castle. You were a happy and bubbly child, smiling as you piled the sand into the pail.

            “Owwww! Stop it!”

            You heard a kid scream from behind the slide.

            “What was that?” some of your friends questioned, putting down the pails and started to walk towards the slide.

            You saw 3 boys your age kicking another little boy on the ground. The young boy looked about your age as well. He was completely dirty, and had small bruises and cuts on his face and hands.

            “Leave him alone!” you screamed, throwing your pail full of sand at one of the bully’s head.

            That boy fell down, and exploded into tears. His other two friends helped him up, and all three of them ran away, fearing that you had another bucket.

            You leaned over the young boy, “Are you okay?” you asked helping the boy to sit up.

            He snuffled in reply.

            “Don’t worry, those guys are gone now. They won’t hurt you…

            I’ll protect you!” you beamed.

            The little boy looked up with his face smudged with sand, and brightly smiled.

            You helped him up, and brought him to your house so your mother could clean his wounds.

Ever since then both of you were inseparable. Growing up, you knew everything about one another. Just like any friends, both of you had your disagreements and fought over trivial matters. Then make up hours later, eating ice cream and watching a scary movie in your living room.

Your dad left your family on your twelfth birthday. For one week, you refused to go to school and see anyone. D.O was the one who took care of you when your mother went to work. He’d hold you as you cried. Though more than often, he slept over, comforting you with a lullaby when you had nightmares at night.

Your friendship with D.O. had gone through rough roads along the way, but you would never imagine anyone else taking D.O’s place by your side.

As you both got older and puberty kicked in, D.O attracted a lot of girls. You would never show how jealous you were, but at times you couldn’t help but fall for him too.

He was part of a group called Exo-K. Some days you would see them practice for upcoming festivals or talent shows in your area.

Ever since you were younger, D.O would sing to you. You’ve witnessed how his voice dramatically changed and improved over the years. His voice was powerful and sweet, especially when he performed ballads. The emotion in his voice would hit you like a wave, and seep its way into your heart.

Yes, you loved D.O.

You loved how he always looked confused, and loved his flustered smile. You cherished the moments when he would practice, and you were his only audience. Or when you were hungry, and he’d always make your favourite dishes.

You never told him though.

You were scared.

Scared that he didn’t feel the same, and terrified that he might be weirded out by you. 

You didn’t think there was anything special about you. You weren’t pretty, smart, nor exceptionally talented. You were just … normal. The other prettier girls in school would approach D.O with confidence. You … not so much.

You were his friend.

His best friend.

A friend that cared more for him than anyone else on the planet.

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Jealous Maknae (Sehun)

Request from Anon 
and for Chingu Ann~

“Bye~!” you waved to Exo-M from the doorway.

“Buh Bye~!” everyone waved back, with Tao as an exception. While all the other members waved at you normally, Tao flailed his arms in the air pouting his lips.

What a cute loser! You giggled, and skipped down the hall a few rooms over.

You opened the door to see Exo-K sitting around their practice room.

“Annyeong~!” you smiled happily at all of them.

“Hey!” everyone smiled back at you; everyone except Sehun.

“Hey what’s up?” you asked, as you comfortably sat on the chair next to him.

“Where were you?” Sehun questioned, completely ignoring your greeting.

“I was with Exo-M in the other room. I just wanted to see them practice for a bit. I missed them since they’ve been traveling around so much…” you explained, completely oblivious to the quiet Sehun beside you as you continued talking.

“You know, Luhan taught me a couple of dance moves too! Haha, I totally suck though. I’ll never be good as him…” you laughed to yourself remembering how you stupid you looked trying to do the “shaking pockets” move in ‘History’.

“Next time if you want a lesson just ask me okay,” Sehun said sternly, bringing you back to the moment.

“Oh, neh~” you smiled back.

“Erm… I’m gonna practice more with the guys. Just wait here and I’ll walk you home, okay?”

“Okay!” you replied, watching him walk back with the group as you sat in the corner of the room.

Your cell phone beeped.  

Luhan:
Are you still here?

You:
 Yup, I’m with Exo-K now.
Why?

Luhan:
Oh the guys and I are going out to eat dinner.
We were going to invite Exo-K too.
Do you wanna come? My treat ^^

You:
Yay! FREE FOOD!

Luhan:
Aha! K, we’ll pass by there in a few ^^

You:
All right, I’ll tell the others then :)

“Hey, Sehun pay attention!” Chanyeol stood in front of Sehun, blocking his view of you.

“Oh… mianheyo…” Sehun mumbled in reply.

He caught glimpses of you from the practice mirror, sitting and smiling, as you were texting someone. It bothered him that you paid more attention to your phone than Exo-K … in other words, him.

“Hey guys~!” you shouted to get everyone’s attention.

“Luhan said that they’re inviting us to eat out with them, whatcha say?”

“YES!” everyone cheered.

Luhan?
Sehun turned around angrily as everyone grabbed their stuff to meet Exo-M outside.

You were walking beside Luhan, laughing and talking about how you fail miserably at dancing. Luhan would poke your arm, teasing how you kept screwing up because you didn’t know the difference between your left and right.
Sehun walked quietly behind you, hearing the entire conversation.

That should’ve been me… UGH, Sehun thought to himself as he watched how close you and Luhan were.

Once you all arrived at the restaurant, Sehun noticed that Luhan immediately sat right next to you.
What’s the deal? Sehun was annoyed. He wanted to sit next to you; instead he had to sit next to Kai, which was across the other end of the table from you. (SEKAI! <3)

“Oh! You got some sauce on your left cheek,” Luhan instructed.

You turned your face to Luhan, and wiped your right cheek instead.

Luhan chuckled in return. “What did I tell you? Your LEFT cheek, not your right…”
Luhan reached up to your cheek, and wiped away the sauce with his thumb.

“Gomawo~” you smiled back, while stuffing your face with another BBQ chicken.

Sehun tensed up at the corner of the table.
What’s the deal with all this skinship?!
The moment Luhan touched your cheek, Sehun almost came out of his skin. It made him sick, and frankly he didn’t want to eat anymore. The sight of you and Luhan being so close angered him.

“Hey, you okay man?” Kai whispered to Sehun.

“Yeah, just full” Sehun sat back, glaring at both you and Luhan.

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