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Title: Call me lucky
Pairing(s): Chanyeol/Kris
Rating: NC-17
Length: 2k
Summary: Kris is an up and coming software creator who meets Chanyeol, a model with a dazzling smile.
Author's note: inspired by enchanted by taylor swift and end up here by 5 seconds of summer.
"I like your anti virus program."
"What?" Kris looked up from his phone, startled by the sudden voice, tapping an irritated text to his assistant. This event was supposed to be an opportunity to branch out with his company, but so far the only people he'd talked to had been old men who were still convinced that faxing was the way of the future. His eyes met with a tall man, whose face seemed vaguely familiar.
"Your anti virus program. I like it. It works well. You are Kris Wu, right?" The man said with a hesitant grin. He was tall, almost as tall as Kris. He was also hot, really hot. Way out of my league, Kris thought.
"Oh! Yes, that's me, Kris Wu." Kris said, trying to hide how flustered he was.
"It's nice to meet you! I’m Chanyeol, Chanyeol Park." The man said and offered his hand to Kris. Kris hesitated for a moment, a champagne glass in one hand and his phone in the other. He quickly shoved his phone in his back pocket and shook Chanyeol's hand, hoping to god that it wasn't clammy.
"Chanyeol Park... I’m sorry, I’m not familiar with that name." Kris said and Chanyeol laughed. It was a nice laugh, Kris thought, a little loud, but genuine.
"That's alright, I wouldn't expect you to be." Chanyeol said with a wide smile. Kris was amazed by how stunning his smile was, and he could feel a brightness radiating from him, frazzling Kris' thoughts. His brain stumbled for words, and he felt like a fish out of water, gasping for breath.
"I, uh, um, what do you, uh... do?" Kris said and tried his best not to stare at Chanyeol's lips as he talked.
"I model," he said with a grin and tucked a strand of hair behind his ear "dental ads, mostly. Nothing too big. I did something last month for crest which was kind of big, I guess." Kris nodded in a hopefully thoughtful looking way, although the only thing he was really thinking about was how cute Chanyeol was, despite being almost as tall as him.
"So what's a dental model doing here? I mean, I guess there's a lot of discussion about bytes going on..." Kris said and mentally slapped himself for the dumb joke but was surprised when he looked up to see Chanyeol laughing. Chanyeol looked ready to say something when a stranger came up to Kris and introduced himself. After listening to the man drawl on about his network database for what felt like hours, Kris noticed that Chanyeol had left, not that he was surprised. He spotted Chanyeol across the room, it wasn't really that difficult to find a man over six feet tall with ears that dumbo would envy, talking to some woman. Kris felt something bubble in his gut, jealously? Why was he jealous, he barely knew Chanyeol, they'd talked at most for a few minutes.
Kris considered walking over to try and start up a conversation with him again, but thought against it because he didn't really know Chanyeol, at all. Besides, he looked completely entertained by the woman he was talking to already. he obviously didn't need Kris. that thought made Kris pout a little, and he made his way outside to take a breather. the muggy, summer night settled thick on him. He peered over the balcony outside, watching the night sky, crowded with city lights. He fumbled around in his pocket for a cigarette, only realizing after putting one in his mouth that he'd forgotten his lighter.
"God damnit." Kris mumbled and went to put his cigarette back in the cartridge when a hand holding a lighter appeared in his line of vision.
"Need this?" Chanyeol's voice rang out, and Kris couldn't help but smile as he accepted the lighter from Chanyeol's hand and nodded his thanks. He handed it back to him after lighting his cigarette and watched Chanyeol pull a cigarette from his own jacket.
"Shouldn't you not be smoking? Won't it stain your teeth?" Kris asked, raising his eyebrow as Chanyeol lit the cigarette and took a long drag on it. He turned to Kris and blew the smoke into his face and grinned. Kris struggled to keep his eyes from watering, blinking rapidly, coughing into his hand.
"Photoshop is a true miracle worker." Chanyeol said and winked, and Kris could feel himself more enchanted by the man by the minute. he drew in a breath on his own cigarette and stared out at the view, looking at both the horizon and the cars honking below, headlights bright.
The two stood there for a few minutes, leaning against the railing, peering over, the sound of the party inside slowly filtering outside. Chanyeol took a final drag from his cigarette, turning towards Kris as he unceremoniously flicked the butt off the side of the building.
"Don't blow your smoke into my face again, I can't cry in front of a guy I just met." Kris said, looking at Chanyeol from the side of his eye. Chanyeol rolled his eyes but listened to Kris, keeping the smoke away from him.
"Kris, I have to ask. Do you have any plans later?" Chanyeol raised an eyebrow at Kris and waited for a response.
"Later like later tonight or later like tomorrow, because I obviously have no plans tonight, but I have a business meeting tomorrow and-" Kris rambled on before being cut off by Chanyeol kissing him. He froze and the burning cigarette in his fingers fell from his hand, onto the balcony. The feeling of Chanyeol's hand in Kris' hair brought him back to life, and he pressed back into the kiss, resting a hand on Chanyeol's neck. Kris could feel Chanyeol smiling, the corners of his mouth tugging upwards as he drew back.
"So Kris, what time is that meeting tomorrow?" Chanyeol said with a devilish grin and Kris struggled to bring himself back to earth after experiencing what felt like a life changing kiss.
"Um, I think around three? Maybe two thirty?"
"Good. that's late enough in the day to not give you an excuse to not come home with me."
"Is that your upfront way of asking me to go home with you?" Kris asked with a quirked eyebrow, gaining sudden confidence. Chanyeol shrugged and grinned.
"Did it work? Are you coming home with me?"
"How could I say no to that face?" Kris said and gave Chanyeol a chaste kiss, which Chanyeol eagerly deepened.
"We should go now, though, before someone sees us." Kris said, jerking his head to the crowd of people inside, most likely discussing the benefits of having multiple routers within one workplace. He wasn't crazy about the idea of his business peers catching him hooking up with some dental model.
Chanyeol grinned and nodded, and grabbed Kris' hand as they walked inside. Kris sent a silent prayer to every god he could think of that Chanyeol couldn't tell how sweaty his hand was.
They did their best to navigate through the crowd, Kris saying brief hello's to people in passing.
Chanyeol tapped his foot impatiently as they waited for the elevator to come, and jabbed the button multiple times, thinking that would speed it up for some reason. Kris felt Chanyeol's breath against his collar as they waited, and it sent a shiver down his body.
"Are you cold? Do you want my jacket?" Chanyeol's low voice whispered in his ear, a grin audible in his tone. Kris' cheeks burned, and his gut churned slightly. when the elevator dinged it's arrival, Kris let out a sigh of relief, anxious to get out of the building.
"I hope you don't mind walking. My apartments only a few blocks from here." Chanyeol said, and Kris nodded. To be honest, he really didn't mind much about anything at this point, so long as Chanyeol was involved. Hell, Chanyeol could tell him that he was into watersports and Kris would still be 100% in. Kris shoved his hands in his pockets as they stepped outside, trailing a few steps behind Chanyeol. He felt like there was a swarm of butterflies in his stomach, ready to fly out of his mouth at any moment.
"Here we are." Chanyeol said with a grin as he and Kris stepped into a building. It wasn't the nicest apartment building Kris had stepped foot in, not by a mile, but the water stains in the ceiling did add a certain charm to it. They climbed a flight of stairs before reaching Chanyeol's apartment, and when they did, Chanyeol grabbed his keys and opened the door with an exaggerated bow. As soon as they stepped inside the apartment Chanyeol grabbed onto Kris' waist and kissed along his jaw.
"Shouldn't you close the door first?" Kris said with a nervous laugh, already feeling a hardening in his crotch. Chanyeol shrugged and slammed the door closed with a foot, hands never leaving Kris' waist. He moved his lips from Kris' jaw to his mouth, tonguing along his lower lip. Kris sighed into the kiss and gladly let Chanyeol take control. They stumbled down the hall together as best they could without breaking contact, toeing their shoes off before entering the bedroom. Chanyeol roughly shoved Kris onto the bed, kissing down his neck as he unbuttoned his shirt. Kris pushed Chanyeol aside to fumble with the clasp of his trousers, kicking them off of his legs. as he did this, Chanyeol removed his own shirt and pants. Kris lay back on is elbows, dick hard in his briefs, straining the fabric. Chanyeol raised an eyebrow as he looked at Kris' crotch and grinned.
"Nice." he said and reached a hand around Kris' dick, thumbing at the tip. Kris bit his lip and let his head roll back, eyes closed. Chanyeol took advantage of his exposed chest, and left marks across it as he continued to work his hand on Kris' cock.
"Fuck, Chanyeol," Kris said, moaning as Chanyeol started to lick at the head of his cock "that feels amazing."
Kris woke up on his back in a tangle of sheets with a sore ass. he turned to his side with a wince and watched the rise and fall of Chanyeol's chest, following the steady rhythm of his breathing. he'd only known him for a day, but Kris was already enchanted by Chanyeol, captured by his bright smile. a small smile grew on Kris' face as he thought about Chanyeol's bright smile and bright laugh. everything about Chanyeol was glowing and Kris just wanted to bask in his light. but this train of thought was soon stopped as Kris glanced at the clock reading a quarter past twelve.
"Shit." he said, and crept from the bed quietly, gathering his clothes from the floor and putting them on as quick as possible. he figured he'd have just enough time to make it to his own apartment and change to make it to his meeting.
It was only after he'd left Chanyeol's apartment that Kris realized he'd failed to leave Chanyeol any way to contact him.
Kris didn't see Chanyeol again for another seven months, although Kris closely followed Chanyeol's modeling career, buying every magazine he appeared him. Chanyeol had managed to move on from a dental model, to a clothing model, and Kris had to admit that he much preferred to see all of Chanyeol than just his mouth.
The two met again at a function similar to the first, only with a more prestigious crowd. Kris saw Chanyeol from across the room, chatting with two women, his arm around the waist of one. Kris frowned and figured that Chanyeol had forgotten about him and moved on, they'd had a one night fling almost seven months ago, of course he'd moved on. Kris walked over to the table full of appetizers and wine, hoping to get pleasantly buzzed.
"Hey." Kris' back was turned to the voice, but he recognized it in an instant, turning around to see Chanyeol, with a grin just as bright as before.
"Hey." Kris said and gave him a weak smile.
"Was I that bad in bed that you just left? I didn't even get your number." Chanyeol's smile fell a little as he talked.
"No, no you were great. I just, I saw the time and realized I was going to miss a meeting and-"
Chanyeol cut Kris off with a kiss, gripping firmly onto his waist. His lips were just as nice as Kris remembered. Chanyeol broke the kiss and grinned.
"Could I get your number now?"
Title: Call me lucky
Pairing(s): Chanyeol/Kris
Rating: NC-17
Length: 2k
Summary: Kris is an up and coming software creator who meets Chanyeol, a model with a dazzling smile.
Author's note: inspired by enchanted by taylor swift and end up here by 5 seconds of summer.
"I like your anti virus program."
"What?" Kris looked up from his phone, startled by the sudden voice, tapping an irritated text to his assistant. This event was supposed to be an opportunity to branch out with his company, but so far the only people he'd talked to had been old men who were still convinced that faxing was the way of the future. His eyes met with a tall man, whose face seemed vaguely familiar.
"Your anti virus program. I like it. It works well. You are Kris Wu, right?" The man said with a hesitant grin. He was tall, almost as tall as Kris. He was also hot, really hot. Way out of my league, Kris thought.
"Oh! Yes, that's me, Kris Wu." Kris said, trying to hide how flustered he was.
"It's nice to meet you! I’m Chanyeol, Chanyeol Park." The man said and offered his hand to Kris. Kris hesitated for a moment, a champagne glass in one hand and his phone in the other. He quickly shoved his phone in his back pocket and shook Chanyeol's hand, hoping to god that it wasn't clammy.
"Chanyeol Park... I’m sorry, I’m not familiar with that name." Kris said and Chanyeol laughed. It was a nice laugh, Kris thought, a little loud, but genuine.
"That's alright, I wouldn't expect you to be." Chanyeol said with a wide smile. Kris was amazed by how stunning his smile was, and he could feel a brightness radiating from him, frazzling Kris' thoughts. His brain stumbled for words, and he felt like a fish out of water, gasping for breath.
"I, uh, um, what do you, uh... do?" Kris said and tried his best not to stare at Chanyeol's lips as he talked.
"I model," he said with a grin and tucked a strand of hair behind his ear "dental ads, mostly. Nothing too big. I did something last month for crest which was kind of big, I guess." Kris nodded in a hopefully thoughtful looking way, although the only thing he was really thinking about was how cute Chanyeol was, despite being almost as tall as him.
"So what's a dental model doing here? I mean, I guess there's a lot of discussion about bytes going on..." Kris said and mentally slapped himself for the dumb joke but was surprised when he looked up to see Chanyeol laughing. Chanyeol looked ready to say something when a stranger came up to Kris and introduced himself. After listening to the man drawl on about his network database for what felt like hours, Kris noticed that Chanyeol had left, not that he was surprised. He spotted Chanyeol across the room, it wasn't really that difficult to find a man over six feet tall with ears that dumbo would envy, talking to some woman. Kris felt something bubble in his gut, jealously? Why was he jealous, he barely knew Chanyeol, they'd talked at most for a few minutes.
Kris considered walking over to try and start up a conversation with him again, but thought against it because he didn't really know Chanyeol, at all. Besides, he looked completely entertained by the woman he was talking to already. he obviously didn't need Kris. that thought made Kris pout a little, and he made his way outside to take a breather. the muggy, summer night settled thick on him. He peered over the balcony outside, watching the night sky, crowded with city lights. He fumbled around in his pocket for a cigarette, only realizing after putting one in his mouth that he'd forgotten his lighter.
"God damnit." Kris mumbled and went to put his cigarette back in the cartridge when a hand holding a lighter appeared in his line of vision.
"Need this?" Chanyeol's voice rang out, and Kris couldn't help but smile as he accepted the lighter from Chanyeol's hand and nodded his thanks. He handed it back to him after lighting his cigarette and watched Chanyeol pull a cigarette from his own jacket.
"Shouldn't you not be smoking? Won't it stain your teeth?" Kris asked, raising his eyebrow as Chanyeol lit the cigarette and took a long drag on it. He turned to Kris and blew the smoke into his face and grinned. Kris struggled to keep his eyes from watering, blinking rapidly, coughing into his hand.
"Photoshop is a true miracle worker." Chanyeol said and winked, and Kris could feel himself more enchanted by the man by the minute. he drew in a breath on his own cigarette and stared out at the view, looking at both the horizon and the cars honking below, headlights bright.
The two stood there for a few minutes, leaning against the railing, peering over, the sound of the party inside slowly filtering outside. Chanyeol took a final drag from his cigarette, turning towards Kris as he unceremoniously flicked the butt off the side of the building.
"Don't blow your smoke into my face again, I can't cry in front of a guy I just met." Kris said, looking at Chanyeol from the side of his eye. Chanyeol rolled his eyes but listened to Kris, keeping the smoke away from him.
"Kris, I have to ask. Do you have any plans later?" Chanyeol raised an eyebrow at Kris and waited for a response.
"Later like later tonight or later like tomorrow, because I obviously have no plans tonight, but I have a business meeting tomorrow and-" Kris rambled on before being cut off by Chanyeol kissing him. He froze and the burning cigarette in his fingers fell from his hand, onto the balcony. The feeling of Chanyeol's hand in Kris' hair brought him back to life, and he pressed back into the kiss, resting a hand on Chanyeol's neck. Kris could feel Chanyeol smiling, the corners of his mouth tugging upwards as he drew back.
"So Kris, what time is that meeting tomorrow?" Chanyeol said with a devilish grin and Kris struggled to bring himself back to earth after experiencing what felt like a life changing kiss.
"Um, I think around three? Maybe two thirty?"
"Good. that's late enough in the day to not give you an excuse to not come home with me."
"Is that your upfront way of asking me to go home with you?" Kris asked with a quirked eyebrow, gaining sudden confidence. Chanyeol shrugged and grinned.
"Did it work? Are you coming home with me?"
"How could I say no to that face?" Kris said and gave Chanyeol a chaste kiss, which Chanyeol eagerly deepened.
"We should go now, though, before someone sees us." Kris said, jerking his head to the crowd of people inside, most likely discussing the benefits of having multiple routers within one workplace. He wasn't crazy about the idea of his business peers catching him hooking up with some dental model.
Chanyeol grinned and nodded, and grabbed Kris' hand as they walked inside. Kris sent a silent prayer to every god he could think of that Chanyeol couldn't tell how sweaty his hand was.
They did their best to navigate through the crowd, Kris saying brief hello's to people in passing.
Chanyeol tapped his foot impatiently as they waited for the elevator to come, and jabbed the button multiple times, thinking that would speed it up for some reason. Kris felt Chanyeol's breath against his collar as they waited, and it sent a shiver down his body.
"Are you cold? Do you want my jacket?" Chanyeol's low voice whispered in his ear, a grin audible in his tone. Kris' cheeks burned, and his gut churned slightly. when the elevator dinged it's arrival, Kris let out a sigh of relief, anxious to get out of the building.
"I hope you don't mind walking. My apartments only a few blocks from here." Chanyeol said, and Kris nodded. To be honest, he really didn't mind much about anything at this point, so long as Chanyeol was involved. Hell, Chanyeol could tell him that he was into watersports and Kris would still be 100% in. Kris shoved his hands in his pockets as they stepped outside, trailing a few steps behind Chanyeol. He felt like there was a swarm of butterflies in his stomach, ready to fly out of his mouth at any moment.
"Here we are." Chanyeol said with a grin as he and Kris stepped into a building. It wasn't the nicest apartment building Kris had stepped foot in, not by a mile, but the water stains in the ceiling did add a certain charm to it. They climbed a flight of stairs before reaching Chanyeol's apartment, and when they did, Chanyeol grabbed his keys and opened the door with an exaggerated bow. As soon as they stepped inside the apartment Chanyeol grabbed onto Kris' waist and kissed along his jaw.
"Shouldn't you close the door first?" Kris said with a nervous laugh, already feeling a hardening in his crotch. Chanyeol shrugged and slammed the door closed with a foot, hands never leaving Kris' waist. He moved his lips from Kris' jaw to his mouth, tonguing along his lower lip. Kris sighed into the kiss and gladly let Chanyeol take control. They stumbled down the hall together as best they could without breaking contact, toeing their shoes off before entering the bedroom. Chanyeol roughly shoved Kris onto the bed, kissing down his neck as he unbuttoned his shirt. Kris pushed Chanyeol aside to fumble with the clasp of his trousers, kicking them off of his legs. as he did this, Chanyeol removed his own shirt and pants. Kris lay back on is elbows, dick hard in his briefs, straining the fabric. Chanyeol raised an eyebrow as he looked at Kris' crotch and grinned.
"Nice." he said and reached a hand around Kris' dick, thumbing at the tip. Kris bit his lip and let his head roll back, eyes closed. Chanyeol took advantage of his exposed chest, and left marks across it as he continued to work his hand on Kris' cock.
"Fuck, Chanyeol," Kris said, moaning as Chanyeol started to lick at the head of his cock "that feels amazing."
Kris woke up on his back in a tangle of sheets with a sore ass. he turned to his side with a wince and watched the rise and fall of Chanyeol's chest, following the steady rhythm of his breathing. he'd only known him for a day, but Kris was already enchanted by Chanyeol, captured by his bright smile. a small smile grew on Kris' face as he thought about Chanyeol's bright smile and bright laugh. everything about Chanyeol was glowing and Kris just wanted to bask in his light. but this train of thought was soon stopped as Kris glanced at the clock reading a quarter past twelve.
"Shit." he said, and crept from the bed quietly, gathering his clothes from the floor and putting them on as quick as possible. he figured he'd have just enough time to make it to his own apartment and change to make it to his meeting.
It was only after he'd left Chanyeol's apartment that Kris realized he'd failed to leave Chanyeol any way to contact him.
Kris didn't see Chanyeol again for another seven months, although Kris closely followed Chanyeol's modeling career, buying every magazine he appeared him. Chanyeol had managed to move on from a dental model, to a clothing model, and Kris had to admit that he much preferred to see all of Chanyeol than just his mouth.
The two met again at a function similar to the first, only with a more prestigious crowd. Kris saw Chanyeol from across the room, chatting with two women, his arm around the waist of one. Kris frowned and figured that Chanyeol had forgotten about him and moved on, they'd had a one night fling almost seven months ago, of course he'd moved on. Kris walked over to the table full of appetizers and wine, hoping to get pleasantly buzzed.
"Hey." Kris' back was turned to the voice, but he recognized it in an instant, turning around to see Chanyeol, with a grin just as bright as before.
"Hey." Kris said and gave him a weak smile.
"Was I that bad in bed that you just left? I didn't even get your number." Chanyeol's smile fell a little as he talked.
"No, no you were great. I just, I saw the time and realized I was going to miss a meeting and-"
Chanyeol cut Kris off with a kiss, gripping firmly onto his waist. His lips were just as nice as Kris remembered. Chanyeol broke the kiss and grinned.
"Could I get your number now?"