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"..Excuse me?" Is the elder's immediate response, irately murmured under exhausted breath.
"You know, man. The /goods/," The teen, who Kris silently notices has fucking huge ears and a creepy twitch in his right eye, smiles lazily at him. "You gonna hook a brother up or not, dude? We got the money. Show 'em, Yixing."
"Right here, man!!" Drunk idiotic teenager number two shouts, pulling a thick wad of cash out of his back pocket. He suddenly starts laughing, and Kris is about two seconds away from shutting the door in both of their faces when, "This is the address, right? 1106, Gangnam District?"
Kris clears his throat before speaking. "This is 1108," He frowns, generously ignoring the looks of pure horror that etch across the two boys' faces. "Whoever you're looking for lives next door." He points to his left.
It's silent for a few moments.
"Oh," One of them dramatically starts. "Well, uh--"
"Fuck, Yixing!" The other interrupts. "I told you to double check the house number, didn't I?" His big ears are practically red with embarrassment as he gives a messy attempt at bowing. "Sorry we disturbed you, ahjussi. Just forget everything we just said." He laughs nervously before grabbing his friend's hand and sprinting down the front lawn; they stop over at his neighbor's house, still squabbling.
Kris continues to stand at the door.
"Ahjussi?" The blonde finally echoes, five minutes later. "Stupid drunkards," Kris clicks his tongue. "I'm only twenty five!"
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The next day, Kris hears his baby girl whine from the living room as he gets ready to start cooking.
"Why are you making dinner?" She asks, pouting. "I told you Luhannie invited us over, remember?"
"Oh," Kris fumbles, turns off the stove. "Right." He takes wide strides towards his adorable five year old, picks her up and rests her at his hip. She smiles at him. "So uh, where exactly does this Luhan classmate of yours live, baby? Close by?"
"Next door!" Sophia shouts happily, eyes sparkling. "Luhannie is soo cute, Daddy! You'll take me, right? We can go?"
"..Next door, huh?" The blonde repeats slowly. Last nights antics begin to resurface in his bleary, single father mind. However, one look at his daughters cute, beaming expression has his will crumbling. "I guess we can go," Kris relents, a grin pulling at his lips when Sophia jumps in the air and squeals.
"Come on, then, Daddy!" She laughs, pulls him out the door and down their short walk way like the ball of sunshine she is. "Or else we'll be late for dinner!"
The person who opens the door seven seconds after they ring the intercom bell doesn't look like a "Luhannie" at all, in Kris' opinion.
But rather, he looks like another drug addicted teen looking to ruin his peaceful, upper middle class life.
Nevertheless, Sophia greets the boy cheerfully. "Hello, Sehunnie gege! Is Luhannie home?"
The scary, poker faced teen before them gives his daughter a small smile. "Upstairs, princess." He steps aside, lets Sophia through.
His baby immediately goes flying up the stairs, squeaking out a quick, "Daddy, you can talk with Sehunnie gege while me and Luhannie play upstairs!"
As Kris cluelessly watches his five year old disappear up spiraled steps, he can't help but absentmindedly mumble a soft, "I thought we were having dinner," to himself; intense, dark eyed gaze immediately falling on the platinum blonde haired teen before him thereafter. "So," He frowns, raspy voice pliant in his throat. "You're Luhan's.."
"Hyung." The boy finishes for him, Kris nodding silently in relief. He thought he was talking to a teenage father.
Said boy suddenly smirks at him. "And you're Sophia's /Daddy/, right?"
Kris decides the heavy emphasis put on the word Daddy, for some reason, makes him highly uncomfortable. "Yes, I am her /father/," He clarifies, slightly irritated. "You may call me Kris."
"Sehun." He introduces himself, finally fully backing away from the door to let Kris in. Kris is cautious as he steps into the house he was pretty sure two drunk teenagers were asking him the directions to last night.
Sehun's poker face is prominent as he seats himself atop the kitchen counter. Kris stands awkwardly at the side. "I take it you don't know why the little princess invited you over, Kris?"
It takes the blonde a few moments to register that "little princess" was referring to his baby Sophia, but eventually Kris shakes his head, speaks quietly. "She told me we were having dinner."
The way Sehun scoffs at his response makes Kris scowl. Were all teenagers these days this bratty and obnoxious? "Dinner, huh?" The boy chuckles.
"Yeah," Kris pauses, a bit irritated. "Also, I'm pretty sure I'm older than you, kid. Wouldn't hurt to tack a 'hyung' onto my name, would it?"
"Not at all, Kris /hyung/," Sehun smiles so sweetly at him the elder is almost positive it's fake. "Though, I hate to break your fantasy of a pleasant sit down dinner, Daddy." The boy pushes himself off the kitchen counter, eliminates the faint distance between them. He pauses, emotionless poker face emerging once more.
"But you're here on a date with me." He says.
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