Title        Still together

Couple    Kris x Lay

Author    

Wkl.

WithKrisLay

***After all, it's Valentine's Day. And we haven't posted a fic in a long time, so I want to make a comeback recently.

It's a fic that really satisfies oneself. But when I'm sleepy and blurry There is no talk at the end of the story. Put it on first, haha***

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'I want to be a producer. Then I'll have my own stage, um.. something like a concert. I can draw too so I will design the stage myself. And it would be great if my friends who work with lighting would come and help. In the concert I will sing, dance and show off the piano...

Actually, I want to do a small concert. We invite a small number of people and we don't charge a ticket fee either.”

That's the answer Yixing once gave in one of the dozens of magazines in which we, EXO, were models. 'What do you think it will be like in the next ten years, what will you be doing? It's like a dream image for the future.' My thick eyebrows wrinkled together when the manager briefed me on questions from the team first so that We had some time to prepare. It was different from Yixing. That kid moaned..

With a nod, I stretched my neck to look at the next question on the paper in our manager's hand. Yixing probably already had a clear picture of his future.

At that time, I could only think about how I would know. Nothing is certain. I used to run on the basketball court and suddenly I was standing on the stage. But ten years passed faster than expected. Right now, Yixing isn't sitting on stage playing guitar or strumming the piano. He stood in front of me. He carried a small notebook with the numbers of several furniture stores written in it.

“Really not there?...Yes, it's fine, thank you very much.” Not including about ten other shops I went to myself. There really aren't any things that he wants.

“Don't you have one?”

“Um.” Yixing sat down on his chair in disappointment.

“You can use something else instead. If you can't, that's okay," Chris said. In fact, something similar that still has the same theme should be enough.

“Actually, there is one that has the type I want. But they don't lend it.”

“Then there's no need to borrow it. Never mind, there's a lot of other things we need to look for.”

“They don't sell it either. They said the transportation was too difficult.”

“Do you want to listen to what others have to say, Yixing?”

“Well, I can't think of anything. I want a table like that.” The older man just mumbled and didn't say anything else. Chris looked down at the large book in his hand. There are many types of fabric samples included. Many different colors, cut into pieces, neither small nor large, arranged neatly throughout the entire book. Halfway through watching, Chris glanced up at the person who still had a grimace on his face and held out a sample of heavy cloth in front of Yixing.

"You choose." In case you're the one making the decision, you'll be in a better mood.

"Is it grey? The basic color has no pattern...or do you prefer the plaid pattern?" I looked around and asked for an opinion.

"Um, it's the basic color."

“But our plates are all white. Will it be dull?”

“Then plaid is fine. Plaid napkins and white plates look nice. Then take a gray plaid cloth.”

“But you have to embroider the letters on the cloth as well...it won't fade, right?”

“...It depends.”

"I'm not helping you think at all!"

“Oh,” Chris could only gasp, unable to speak. And what about the person who couldn't express his opinion called helping think? After more than ten years of knowing each other, no matter how angry he was, Yixing never changed.

“If it's really difficult, you don't have to do it.”

“How many times have you said this, Yixing?” Chris said calmly, in contrast to the other person who was beginning to draw expressions. A large hand picked up the book and put it back on his lap. Since deciding that they would definitely do this and that the two of them would do everything themselves, Chris and Yixing had quarreled many times.

Chris still remembers well how Yixing answered that question. Questions about the future in the next ten years... At that time, Yixing was 22 years old. The young man who was very serious about everything he did answered that he wanted to have his own small concert. Even though Kris didn't have a clear picture in his head, he couldn't imagine being in a boy band for ten years. However,

Yixing realized that dream faster than he thought. EXO did not disband, but everyone has clearer responsibilities. The 12 youths stepped off the stage while the lights were still shining and the applause was still loud. Chris said that would be better than having to leave the stage because no one cared. Exo is still EXO.

“If the two of us don't do it, who will do it? Luhan or not? Zitao will do it for you? Needless to say, it's both of us's duties. Whoever thought of it must have already done it.”

“And the picture that will be embroidered on the cloth will use a picture that I drew or that you drew.”

“Do you want it to be beautiful or impressive and unforgettable?”

“P'Wad would be funnier. The work is not serious either.”

“Who said you weren't serious?” A deep voice murmured in his throat. Chris got up and picked up a sketchbook and put it on the table. Move the chair so Yixing can drag his own chair to sit next to him. Everyone pretended to forget that just a few seconds ago they were annoyed with each other.

“Then I'll draw it.” Chris nodded at the small man's command, who rested his chin on his shoulder from behind. The plates and napkins (which are probably gray with a plaid pattern...or maybe gray without a pattern) have animals of the members' characters on each plate and each cloth. All 12 people, whenever the event is over, you can take it home as a souvenir.

“Baekhyun, what character did we draw?”

"bee"

"bee?"

“Puppies are fine.”

“Really?” Yixing just sat and laughed at the picture Chris drew. A simple cartoon image that was not ergonomic at all was completed faster than expected. Yixing couldn't guess when the time was right. Will each member know which plate is theirs? Some of them are almost impossible to tell what they are, but all animals have the same feet and are unique.

Chris puts paint on paper. Quickly answer the phone, the screen shows the group's Happy Virus picture. Chanyeol called Kris again. Yixing looked after the tall person who left the table in a hurry. After working separately, many members still meet face to face. Some people hardly meet each other. Some people have called Some people have never It's been a long time since we've been together.

But lately Chanyeol has been calling Kris often. Clear eyes still looked at Chris's wide back, standing with his back to him on the edge of the pages. Why do you have to act so hidden every time you talk to Chanyeol? It's worth hitting that shoulder hard.

“What is it, Chanyeol?” His low-frequency voice expressed excitement that he couldn't conceal. The person on the other end of the line who already had high energy was even more eager to answer.

“I got a shop that will do it for you, hyung.”

"really"

“Yes, but the color isn't according to the specs that hyung wants. It's very close but still not the same. Hyung, do you want to go ahead with it?” His joy plummeted, but after thinking for a while, Chris made up his mind. After all, he wanted the best.

“Then wait.”

“If you wait for the package, you probably won't make it in time for Hyung to fly there. Do you want this? Hyung and Lay Hyung will fly first. As for this one, I will take it for you.”

“Will it be in time, Chanyeol?”

"I think it's time. I'll hurry up."

“Um, thank you, please.”

“So good.”

Chris and Yixing want to do something important. I also took this opportunity for the members to meet face to face. Yixing had pictured that it would be a small, cute event. There were fewest attendees at a farmhouse in Vancouver. A city that is said to be among the most beautiful in the world. It should be good...that place is familiar to Kris and the members have never been here together even though they have traveled abroad many times.

The day was as busy as expected, but enjoyable. Pictures of the chaos that used to be there when we worked together came back to be clearly seen. The cool breeze gently swayed the small glass jar that hung as a mobile on the tree. The sun is warm and comfortable. Yixing looked at Luhan, who was standing in the middle of the grass in front of the barn with his arms around Xiumin's neck showing him something on his cell phone.

Maybe it was a cool penalty kick from last night's match? Jongin, Jongdae, Kyungsoo, Suho, and Baekhyun were all looking at the patterns on napkins that had to be taken out and placed on a table in the middle of the court. Laughter because he couldn't guess Chris' drawing could be heard from where Yixing was standing.

Aside from him and Kris, who arrived in the city first at the beginning of the week, Luhan also flew in to help prepare for the event faster than anyone else. The others gradually joined in until they were almost complete since yesterday. As for Zitao and Sehun Chris just picked him up from the airport last night. Two maknaes flew in on separate flights. One person is from China.

One person came from Korea but the landing time was exactly the same. You must have just woken up now. And Chanyeol, who was the last to arrive, narrowly missed out before the event started. Chris just grabbed the car keys and went to get them.

Soon Kris returned with Chanyeol who had left his bag in the car. Two tall people who looked like twin brothers stood together scanning the area. In just the two hours that Kris had been gone to pick up Chanyeol, glasses, plates, and napkins had already been arranged on a long table in the middle of the field. Each cloth has a character animal drawn by Chris.

It was funny and liked by everyone, even though some people couldn't even tell where their seats were. Which animal exactly? There were jars of beautiful colored candies and many cute decorations on the table.

Outdoor party in the middle of a farm There is a barn in front. The cool breeze keeps your hair moving and keeps the sun from getting too hot. The tree is decorated with colorful ropes. Chanyeol gasped. Clap your hands hard and make loud noises all the time. Just like he thought.

“Aren't you jet-lagged, Chanyeol?”

“No, this place is really beautiful, hyung.”

“Oh, I just saw that too. Just now, when I went out to pick you up, there wasn't any.”

“I miss you guys like crazy!”

Kris told Chanyeol to take a shower and change clothes, but Happy Virus didn't follow through. Chanyeol ran into the middle of his group of friends. Hugging everyone's necks and greeting them without showing any signs of fatigue from the journey. The older man shook his head. Smiling faintly at Yixing, who was standing nearby hugging a basket of strawberries but didn't go play with the others.

Yixing smiled back at him. Ten years later, EXO is still the same chaotic EXO, really hasn't changed at all.

Awesome!

Chris had long wanted to try knocking on a glass to get attention like in the movies. It worked, and everyone talked until their voices were hoarse. The speed of eating and drinking began to slow down, turning to look at the band leader who stood tall and prominent at the head of the table. But maybe it was Chanyeol's applause that made everyone turn to look at him. But whatever it is, whatever. Let's just say that everyone is interested in him.

“I hope everyone likes it. It may seem funny, but the plate and napkin I gave as souvenirs. You can take it home.”

“Kris hyung's idea was definitely a plate as a souvenir.”

“I said souvenirs.” Jongdae teased and turned to gossip with Suho. Come on, Kris won't yell at anyone today.

“I still don't know if I'm sitting in the right place or not,” Baekhyun shouted teasingly. All members sit on plates printed with drawings of different animals according to each person's character. But how can you be sure? Yixing's rabbit still doesn't look like much of a rabbit at all.

“That one is yours, Baekhyun.”

“Why is mine in the shape of a dog like yours?”

“That's a panda. I drew a panda for you.”

“What kind of panda is it? Here, you guys, look.” Zitao flicked his napkin to show the others his strange bear embroidery and was grabbed by someone's arm and made him sit down.

“Everyone probably knows the reason for today's event. Yixing and I thought about it well. I'm glad you guys were able to come, thank you... As for those who had to leave first, I'm sorry too.” The person who said this raised an eyebrow at Jongdae and Suho, who were busy with work and had to leave first, knowing that their former bandmates were very disappointed. Get revenge for secretly gossiping about him in front of him just now.

In the end, Chris found help. The young man laughed at Suho and Jongdae, who were loudly complaining about not being able to stay in the city with the others, and returned to his seat. Make eye contact with Yixing sitting across from you and ask him to speak.

“Uh, Yixing...you must be here now...would you like to say something?”

“I'm glad everyone came.” Yixing stood up easily. There were many things he wanted to say as well.

"Me and Kris are very focused on this work because EXO is very important to me and Kris. It's like, really, believe it, right?" His small hand raised to scratch the back of his neck to correct his embarrassment. Yixing looked at Chris who kept nodding along and felt a little sorry that Chris had been belittled by him for so many years. How much did you have to fight before you could have work today?

Chris had been calling people for months even though he didn't really like calling people. Until everyone is free at the same time. Where will you need to find a venue for the event and accommodations for everyone? Why do you have to go pick up members who have gradually come many times?

What was Wu Yifan like in Canada? Yixing had never seen it. But it can be said that Wu Yifan's stage performance in China and Korea are a little different. Between his hometown and another city, it had a small effect on Chris' behavior. If you observe, you will probably know. In China, Chris talks more and is more funny.

But Kris's time with Yixing has never changed, no matter where he is in this world.

Chanyeol saw the ceremony in front of him and started to stutter so he rushed over to stand next to Kris's chair and nudged the older man to get up and stand next to Yixing. In the hand of the former EXO-K rapper, he held a simple silver bracelet, neither small nor large. Three or four small, round stones of the same size are arranged in a beautiful order on the white gold bracelet.

The gleaming deep purple of the clear stone reflects the soft sunlight. Chanyeol handed it to Kris. Whispering something into his closest brother's ear, he quickly ran back to his original place.

'Amethyst' is a purple gem that is believed to help make love life smooth. Another belief says that it is outstanding in curing health, especially blood diseases. He didn't know whether to believe these things or not. If they were true, then their love would go smoothly. Yixing's congenital disease would not hurt the little person any more than it already did.

But if these beliefs are not true At least Yixing likes purple.

This bracelet is a gift that Yixing will probably like.

Kris asked Chanyeol, who likes to write, to design this bracelet according to his rough needs. Chanyeol did a satisfactory job. The problem was that the dark purple amethyst that Chris wanted couldn't be found. He almost gave up and thought that this gift wouldn't be finished in time today. Chris wasn't dissatisfied.

He would give it to Yixing once everything was complete anyway. Finally found it in time.

Chris just now saw it, along with everyone. It was as perfect as I wanted.

“What is it?”

“Instead of a ring, you said you don't want to wear it. You don't like wearing rings, right?” Yixing realized that he probably had a puzzled look on his face, causing the others to laugh in delight. Lately, has Kris been secretly talking to Chanyeol because of this? Because I was secretly looking for something for him.

Groomsman number one smiled widely. A large hand reached for another box hidden in his shirt and ran towards Chris again after Chris had already put the bracelet on Yixing. My older brother picked it up and opened it to look at. Inside the blue velvet box, another identical bracelet lay peacefully.

Its size was slightly larger than Yixing's circle. The difference was that there was an orange-yellow gem instead of purple.

It looks like a topaz. The birthstone of his zodiac sign

“What a gift to all of us, like we'll be together like wedding rings, hyung.”

“It's beautiful.”

“Hyung, I want some, hehe.”

“Why am I so shy?”

“I paid a lot for that bracelet.”

There were many loud voices interspersing with each other until I couldn't tell who was saying what. But Chris could tell that the last sentence belonged to Tao. The tall man turned to look at everyone with different symptoms. Xiumin smiled faintly and did not speak. Jongdae leaned over and hit Suho, who looked at Luhan who was laughing widely and laughed along with him. Zitao and Sehun laughed amongst themselves and cheered.

Jongin just rested his forehead on Kyungsoo's small shoulder, who only smiled at the corner of his mouth as his eyes widened and looked up. As for Baekhyun, he kept saying 'Is this true? Is this true?’ Never stopped.

After hearing from Chris that there would be “A small party to let everyone know at the same time.” The members couldn't wait. The nighttime party moved inside the barn. Tonight, Baekhyun and Jongdae will probably sing competing songs all night. Chris invites Yixing to take a walk outside. Long-legged stood under a tree lit by candles shining brightly from several clear glass jars.

He snatched a clear jar that was almost full of bright yellow candies from Yi Qing's hand. There was a name tag embroidered on it. It's similar to acting in place of a big sign on the stage at a ceremony or something like that.

The names of the two people who own today's work.

Yixing kept his head down and looked at the jar of sweet and sour honey drops in Chris' hand. He picked it up when Chris invited him out. If you come out empty-handed, you probably won't know where to put your hands. The smaller person turned to look at the wooden poles decorated with lights around the area.

A small event with no religious or legal ceremony. There were only members of the group that the host wanted to witness the decision. From now on, Wu Yifan and Zhang Yixing would be completely considered the same person.

"Don't hug. Others will come out and see."

“Who said hugs?” Chris laughed, picked up one of the honey drops from the jar, put it in his mouth and turned to continue walking. He and Yixing could almost count the times he and Yixing hugged each other in front of others. When there is something in my heart that is different from what I feel about other people. Their expressions towards each other were so unnatural.

Big feet stepped onto the grass, step by step. Chris was still walking ahead, but a large hand reached behind him for the people following him to hold him.

One day, the two of them might return to their hometowns. Hopefully there will be an opportunity to bring together a Chinese boy who sends monthly support money in the names of the two of them, as Chris had told Yixing.

There was a father...and another father and a young son.

The family will become a complete family.

Looks like we made it

Looks like we can do it.

Look how far we've come my baby

Look how far we've come...Yi Qing