This is my first fic and it's a vow fic.

short fiction

But you may continue to marry. It's a story based on the current band, some from the past. There may be some content that was repeated in the past. We apologize. We took it from old moments. Fan accounts that I can remember There may be some harm to the hero, some people may not like it. It's okay, we're just making a vow ^^

Middle-class housing community in Guangzhou

Title : KrisHo is real. 

Note :

Open with descriptive content. To connect with other episodes (if there are any), we are the ones telling the story, so the whole story will just describe him and her. He is Kris, but who is she who isn't Suho? Try reading it.

The limousine from Guangzhou Airport stopped in front of the entrance to a small community area not too close and not too far from downtown Guangzhou. The houses in this area are three-story townhomes next to each other with no fences made of bricks, but the colors vary according to how each homeowner decorates them. Windows and doors are commonly used in black, wood and glass.

Even though the walkway is paved with square bricks along the entire walkway, there is still space for large trees to grow, making the place shady and cool on a sunny day like this. He inhaled air into his lungs, this kind of smell, this kind of air. Where he was born and raised The place of his childhood memories

The place where he used to learn to walk and play, the place where there used to be that word, "family"

Wu Yifan or Kris and many other names that everyone used to call them were different depending on where he had lived. He left here when he was 10 years old. It was normal for people who saw him walking past to think of him as a stranger. He was carrying a bag that wasn't very big. After walking for a long time, he stopped in front of a black wooden door with red bricks, picked up a well-kept key, turned the lock and opened the door.

It was very different from what he had thought. Yes, every piece of furniture is still in the same place, but that's surprising. This place looks too clean. I thought that after more than ten years the dust would have settled in thickly, but it didn't. It's like being well taken care of by someone who wants to keep this place as a memory like I do. There were only 3 keys. 'Who are they?'

A ringing sound interrupted his thoughts. One of the two people he was thinking about connected.

“Yes, Ma.”

“Fan, in three days you will return to your home in Guangzhou, right? Let mom fly to Beijing and then we fly to Guangzhou together. Mama will change flights and then we can go back together.”

"No need to be difficult, Ma. We'll meet at home soon."

“Take that, son. See you at home."

"yes"

He hung up the phone before turning to look around here. Then he smiled to himself. This is the place they call "home".

“This place looks smaller.”

spoke alone in the silence He laughed at his own thoughts. How can this place be smaller? It was he who had grown to be nearly a hundred and ninety tall. He walked over and opened all the windows to let in some ventilation. Then he sat on an old chair facing the wooden table he used for writing when he was a child, which was placed next to the large window in his small bedroom.

The sun shines and a gentle breeze blows. He likes this feeling the most, 'free, warm, relaxed, being himself' in a place that belongs to him. Close your eyes and absorb the atmosphere.

Feelings like this make someone's image pop up for you to think about. Someone who feels like 'home', someone who owns a warm smile. A smile came out from both the crescent moon eyes and the small pink mouth. That person who always looks bright isn't just having bright, clean, white skin.

Even in his opinion, he thought that his skin was whiter than ordinary people, that would have a huge effect on stopping his eyesight. But the warmth that radiates from your touch, your voice, your eyes, when you talk, and your care for those around you as well. That kind of friendliness Don't take people younger than you seriously when it comes to talking casually, not in order of age, and making weak jokes.

I don't know where to find a lot of them. It's not hard to be your relaxed self when you're around that person. Just thinking about it. Even though I still closed my eyes The corners of his lips unconsciously lifted up, 'smiling' every time he thought of 'Kim Junmyeon'.

He reached for his bag. I intended to pick up my favorite book that I had left off reading, but I picked up another book. It's a book that I got from a fan on the plane. Can it be called a 'fan club'? She said, 'It used to be'. Even so, he smiled slightly when he saw what was inside the book."

Fan Fiction”

“Excuse me, are you Kris? No, it's Yifan, right?”

"yes"

She used a low voice to greet him. Her face looked nervous. He lowered his sunglasses and answered her softly as well. She met him while she was walking to the bathroom just as the plane was expected to be descending to land at its destination airport. She hadn't seen before who the person sitting by the window next to her Gege was.

But it was strange that she didn't see him because he was the last business class passenger on the plane. At that time she had already entered into activities in her private world. She considered for a long time while going to the bathroom whether she should greet him or not. But she finally gathered up the courage to greet him. Then she returned to her seat and searched for something before asking to change places with her brother.

“Are you comfortable? If I ask for your autograph?”

He turned and nodded in permission. and took the paper and pen she had prepared beforehand. Not only the paper, she also handed over the book she had been reading throughout the trip for him to use as a writing pad.

"What is your name?"

“Juhi”

“Korean people? You speak Chinese well.”

“I am half Chinese-Korean.”

"oh..."

He handed her back the autograph paper and pen. By making her promise to keep the matter of meeting him today a secret.

“Uh...I want a book...uh. Please return mine."

She protested that he return the book he used to write on. He apologized and was about to pick up the book and send it to her. The book she wanted had a blue cover with a cartoon pattern and two young men on it. Even though the name of the cover looked, you could tell it was a love novel. But what stood out beneath the title was the name of someone he knew well, Kai.

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Suho picked up the book and turned to look at her, whose eyes widened in shock when she realized that he was interested in the novel she was reading. He chatted with her for a bit without returning the novel to her. She is a fan of EXO's main members Suho and Kai, and even apologized to them for not being Kris' main.

“Can I have my fan fiction book back?”

“Is it called fan fiction?”

"Oh..that's right. A novel written by a fan."

“And this couple's name...”

“Uh...well, I...like when they're together. It's very real. Until imagining that they were a couple.”

“Jongin and Junmyeon...this is it.”

“Uh...yes. Oh...actually, I used to like you and Junmyeon oppa, but..."

"It's okay, I understand."

“Here.”

She took her novel. Just end the conversation. then moved back to her place There were many thoughts all clashing together in her head. She felt guilty and surprised about the lives of fans who came to study far from Korea. One day I will be able to have a conversation with someone who is said to have once been my favorite artist.

Yes, she was a little nervous at first but she controlled herself well. Besides, she hadn't felt infatuated with his impeccably handsome face for a while. Maybe because of the word 'prejudice' towards him. She is like a part of EXO's fans who are disappointed in him and try to cut him off from their hearts. But after talking with him, her feelings towards him changed.'

You look like you're still the Chrisoppa I know.'

until the plane lands He quickly picked up his baggage and was the first to step off the plane, fearing that someone would recognize him again. But he couldn't walk far from the door of the machine. He heard footsteps and the woman's voice again calling out. She ran towards him, her head bowed, panting as she held out something to him.

“Miss...here. Well...it's an old fiction that I really liked. You and Junmyeon I used to be a Chris Ho Chipper. But, well...because...you're not here. So I gave Junmyeon to Kai. Er...sorry. I was angry at you for doing that, but…”

“It's okay, I understand. Is this for me? But I have to go. Don't forget your promise."

"Yes. I won't tell anyone I met you here."

I don't know what inspired her to do this. She stopped standing there. But he walked away with long legs. He looked up at the novel he had just received.

First Love’ Kris x Suho 

His smile suddenly appeared as soon as he saw the name on the cover. Before stopping his feet and turning back to her, who had stopped waiting for the family in the same place. Fortunately, there aren't many people here yet. She seemed to be looking at him before and was a little shocked when he turned back to her with that smile. And the more he heard the words he said, the more her heart fluttered.

“What I said was that I used to be a Chris Ho Chipper. Don't stop being it, Krisho. It's really the real deal."

She stood stunned, frozen as if she were frozen. 'That Chris said. Is Chris the realest? 1…2…3…Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr But the person who had said that sentence turned around and continued walking in a better mood, with a smile spread across his face that couldn't be concealed.

'Because she's a nice fan. Then she said she was a Chris ho chipper. Is Chris Ho Chipper still available? Is there someone who likes me being with them? Ah...I miss him so much. He is my first love, Junmyeon Na'

Wake up from a dream It's a very sweet dream. Dreaming of the sweet face that always lingers in my memories, "Kim Junmyeon" shakes his head back and forth to dispel the drowsiness. I suspect it was influenced by that fiction book. He read it on the bed that had been large in the past but now needed to bend his torso so that it could support his entire body.

Turn over onto your back, allowing your arms and legs to spread out until they come off the edge of the bed. His eyes seemed to be focused on the ceiling, but in reality they were drifting. Let your thoughts go further away.

"Our story isn't like this at all...."

“I have never been mean to you. Like that...yeah Even now it's even more heartless. But I've never looked at anyone except you. That little bastard is the one who is mean. Why is he writing like this? Or try searching for another topic, is that good?"

I mumbled to myself. Then he grabbed his trusty phone. Click to search for the website that is popular with novel writers and fans who like to read novels based on their characters in the group. Before, Chris never cared. He had seen the younger members in the group teasing each other about some of the famous fan fiction that had them take on various roles.

Especially his best friend is even more addicted to "Luhan". That person really likes fan fiction. He secretly saw Luhan and Luhan.

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Minseok is there often. Oh, once he saw Luhan secretly sitting and getting married too. Or should he ask his best friend? Where do I go if I want to read about Joonmyeon? It's so embarrassing. But his slender fingertips had already dialed Xiao Lu.

"What's up?"

"Oh, are you free?"

"If you don't count on me eating right now, then I'm free. What do you have?"

"Uh...there's something I want to ask. Uh...that's uh...uh."

"What is this? Are you wasting time eating rice? It's a waste of time for me to chat with Minseok. Hurry!!!"

"Oh, I want to read the fan fiction that fans wrote about me and Junmyeon. I went to the website.

Asianfanfic

I came here and I couldn't find it."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"What the fuck? What are you laughing so hard about?"

“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Laugh at you. Why are you telling me it's nonsense? I'm a little girl reading novels. You're a giant idiot. Hahahahahahahahaha"

"Oh...I'm sorry. You're so funny, aren't you? I really was wrong to call you."

"Oh, I'm sorry for being so funny, keke, oh, haha, I laughed until I cried. Ahh, if you want to read about you and Junmyeon as a couple. You guys search.'

KRISHO'

Oh, fans call your couple that way. I once clicked to read a story that had you guys as the secondary couple. You're such a bad bastard. I really hated you during that time. Fuck you so much."

"Oh...that's it. Why did my boyfriend write that I had bad timing?"

"Almost every matter, I'm confused. I wonder if your face is bad. Hahahahahahahahaha"

"Yes!!! Sehun's gentle, sweet-faced Lulu."

"Fuck you, stop it. I'm really stressed out. The fans who made this fanfic for me don't even look at my leg hair or shins. I've written 10 fanfics before people were interested in keeping an eye on my couple. Even though I've always held moments with my Minseok since time immemorial. We just came to see each other."

"Did you write ten fiction novels?"

"Oh, I'm writing about true stories and my feelings. Even if someone is paying attention And I really did a lot of skinship with Minseok.”

"Oh, are you doing this because you want people to like your partner?"

"It's purely my wish. Hahahaha."

"Or should I dress up?"

"Huh? What is this?"

"I miss you. I just want to record our story so that people who like our couple can know the true story."

"I'm serious here. Well...go ahead, I'll call you when it gets late. It's not difficult. If you have free time today, just sit down and write your portfolio first. No, this is the real story. Well...try dividing it into episodes to watch in a satisfying way. If there is a story that peaks, it is separated into sections. Well...I'm going. You have to enter the scene. I'll call you right away."

"Okay...uh.."

Before he could say goodbye, the call was cut off like that. Since they separated This is the first time that we've talked for such a long time. Chris himself was surprised that he called his hot friend who was even more difficult to contact at the right time. If you want to know about Mr. Han's life, you might have to call across the country and ask people there who probably know better than Chris, who lives in the same land.

Alright everyone, please look forward to the new fan fiction writer who doesn't have a mother but a pen name but has a lot of things to write. Everything recorded in his memory will be arranged and forwarded to "Chris Ho Chipper" to read. He promised that as long as he had time, he would do it, as he had told the fan.

"Christo, this is so real."

"Have you stopped being a Chris Ho Chipper yet..."

It may continue as a long story that I write to tell the story instead of Chris. But...just like Chris said. "He promised that as long as he had time, he would do it."

That's it. Thank you for accidentally clicking in and reading ^^ Chris Ho Chipper who believes ""Chris Ho, it's the most real"" ^^ 30/5/58