The Best Part

K-pop info and glossary
 
EXO
Debut: 2012, SM Entertainment
Name Real name Birth date Sub-unit Role
Xiumin Kim Minseok March 26, 1990 EXO-M mat-hyung
Luhan Lu Han April 20, 1990 EXO-M lead vocal
Suho Kim Joonmyun May 22, 1991 EXO-K leader
Lay Zhang Yixing October 7, 1991 EXO-M main dancer
Baekhyun Byun Baekhyun May 6, 1992 EXO-K main vocal
Chen Kim Jongdae September 21, 1992 EXO-M main vocal
Chanyeol Park Chanyeol November 27, 1992 EXO-K main rapper
D.O. Do Kyungsoo January 12, 1993 EXO-K lead vocal
Tao Huang Zitao May 2, 1993 EXO-M main rapper
Kai Kim Jongin January 14, 1994 EXO-K main dancer
Sehun Oh Sehun April 12, 1994 EXO-K maknae
Kris (former member) Wu Yifan November 6, 1990 EXO-M leader of EXO-M
 
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            Chen was on the sofa with Chanyeol, Kai sprawled on the floor, when Tao came back to the dorm and said, “VIXX thinks we’re having sex with Shinee sunbaenim.”

            While Kai sat up and Chanyeol practically slid off of the sofa with surprise, Chen burst into laughter.  “What?  Why?!”

            “They said they thought we were having sex with Shinee sunbaenim,” Tao repeated.  “Ken hyung and Hongbin said it.”

            “Are you sure that’s what they said?” Chanyeol asked.  “Maybe you heard them wrong.  Maybe they didn’t say ‘sex.’”

            “What else could it have been?” Tao asked.  “They said ‘sex,’ they were talking about sex.”

            “Your Korean’s not that great,” Kai pointed out.

            “My Korean’s fine!” Tao protested.  “What are we speaking right now?”

            “I don’t know,” Kai said, smiling.  “Your accent’s a bit…”

            “Ya!”  Pouncing on him, Tao knocked him down.  While they laughed, wrestling, Chen came off of the couch to pull Tao away, holding onto his arms and sliding him across the floor on his butt.

            “With Shinee sunbaenim?” Chanyeol asked as Chen went back to the sofa and Tao fixed his hair.

            “You told Ken hyung and Hongbin hyung no, didn’t you?” Kai asked.

            “Of course I did!” Tao exclaimed.  “The Shinee members are good hyungs, but we aren’t that close!”

            “But why would they say it?” Chen asked.  “What did Ken and Hongbin say?”

            “I don’t know,” Tao said.  “They were so wrong, there wasn’t much else to say about it.  It’s weird anyway, isn’t it?  Why would we have sex with Shinee sunbaenim?  Wouldn’t it make more sense to have sex with each other?”

            “With each other!” Kai repeated.  “You think that makes sense?”

            “You’re right here,” Tao said, gesturing.  “Why would I go all the way around to find Shinee sunbaenim when I can start from here?  Our schedules don’t even match up with theirs.”

            “I’m not showering with you anymore,” Kai said.

            “Why?” Tao asked, looking hurt.

            “It’s just sex,” Chanyeol told Kai.  “Aren’t you too old to be shy?”

            “He thinks it makes sense for us to fuck each other!” Kai protested.

            Chanyeol shrugged, grinning.  “Doesn’t it?”



            Baekhyun was sprawled across his bed with Kris, monitoring one of last week’s performances, when he heard Chen ask, “Where’s Suho hyung?”

            “I don’t know,” Baekhyun said, watching the screen.  He tried to memorize the movements of Kai’s footwork, comparing it to his own.

            “He’s around,” Kris said.

            “Did I hear my name?” Suho’s voice asked.  Baekhyun backed up the video to watch the second half again.  He couldn’t believe that he’d made that weird, snarling face right when the camera had been moving in on him.  Why would they air that on TV for the world to see?

            “Oh, hyung,” Chen said.  “Did you, ah.  Have you talked to Tao?”

            “Not in the last hour or so.”  Baekhyun glanced up to see Suho sitting on Chanyeol’s bed.  “Is he okay?”

            “He.”  Chen sounded nervous.  “He was talking to Ken and Hongbin.”

            “Ah, VIXX.”

            “Right.”  Chen still sounded nervous.  Curious, Baekhyun ignored the rest of the video, turning his attention to the members in front of him.  “They were confused.  He had to tell them that we’re not, ah, not having sex with Shinee sunbaenim.”

            What?  Baekhyun coughed into his fist.  “Really?”

            “Was it a misunderstanding?” Suho asked.  “Tao’s Korean is a bit…”

            “It’s not that bad,” Chen said.  “He knows what ‘sex’ is.”

            “I hope he knows what sex is,” Kris mumbled, and Baekhyun laughed, nudging him.

            “Why would they think that?” Chen asked.  “About Shinee sunbaenim?”

            “I don’t know,” Suho said, laughing.  “Why are you asking me?”

            “They must really think it,” Chen said.  “Unless it was a joke?  It seems like they wouldn’t say it unless they felt confident about it.”

            “I don’t know what they think,” Suho said.

            “Why Shinee sunbaenim?  Because we’re from the same company?  Do other people think it, too?” Baekhyun wondered, curious about how a rumor like that would get started.

            “If they think we’re having sex with Shinee, don’t they think we’re having sex with each other, too?” Chen asked.

            “Are the VIXX members having sex with each other?” Baekhyun asked.  “Maybe they think we’re doing it because they’re doing it.”

            D.O. stopped in the doorway, giving them a wary look.  “Who’s doing what?”

            “Nobody’s doing anything,” Suho said.

            “I’d do it,” Baekhyun said.  He decided not to mention that this was not the first time he’d thought about it.

            “With me?” Kris asked, stretching an arm around his shoulders.

            Baekhyun grinned at him.  “Okay, but can I do it with Jonghyun sunbaenim first?”

            “Oh, well,” Kris said, and withdrew his arm.  “Yeah, okay.”



            Kris poked his head into the laundry room and saw Lay sorting clothes.  “Where’s Tao?”

            “He was just here,” Lay said.  He smiled a little, like he was confused but also amused.  “He asked me if I’ll have sex with him.”

            Kris coughed into his fist.  Tao worked fast.  He grinned at Lay.  “What’d you say?”

            “I said yes,” Lay said, and his gaze searched Kris’ face.  “Is that okay?”

            He wanted to ask, “Why are you asking me?” but he knew why.  He was their leader; Lay didn’t want to get in trouble or embarrass anyone.  “It’s fine with me,” Kris said.  He didn’t know if it was fine with anyone else, but it wasn’t anyone else’s business.

            He found Tao in one of the bedrooms.  On one of the beds.  On one of the members, making out, Tao’s shirt already on the floor.  Standing over the bed, Kris watched for a while.  They rolled over, Tao moaning, eyes closed, one hand fisting in Sehun’s hair, Sehun sliding down Tao’s body, sucking, licking.  Tao was grinding against Sehun’s thigh and looking blissfully happy, and Sehun was moving south, fast.

            Tao’s eyes opened and he gave Kris a puzzled look for a split second before he sat up, startled.  “Duizhang!”

            “Ah!  Hyung!”  Sehun sat up, licking his lips and covering his hard-on with one hand.

            Kris eyed Sehun.  “Kind of a horny little freak, aren’t you?”

            “Hyung!”  Looking embarrassed, Sehun shifted closer to Tao.  “It’s not like that.”

            “Is there anyone else besides Sehun and Lay you’ve convinced to join your sex party?” Kris asked Tao.

            “Sex party?” Sehun asked.

            “Um.”  Tao scratched his head.  “Xiumin hyung, Luhan hyung…  Chanyeol hyung said he’ll do it if he can do something to Baekhyun, but I don’t know what he meant.”

            “He meant.”  Sehun whispered something into Tao’s ear.

            “Oh.”  Tao looked more confused.  “Doesn’t he use condoms?”

            “You don’t - - I’ll explain it later,” Sehun said.

            Kris decided that he didn’t want to know.  Although Chanyeol would undoubtedly tell him all about it.  “Can you keep your hands and your tongues and your,” he gestured at Sehun’s lap, “to yourselves for a while?  I have to talk to Suho.”

            Tao nodded.

            Sehun smiled a little.  “Don’t take too long.”

            “Horny little freak,” Kris said, and went to find Suho.



            Seated on the floor beside Kai’s bed, Chen hugged his knees to his chest.  “It isn’t that weird, is it?”

            “I don’t know.”  Baekhyun glanced at Chen from under his lashes and then looked away again.  “It’s not like everyone has to know about it.”

            “It’s weird.”  Kai was leaning over the edge of his bed, his chin resting on the back of his stacked hands.  “What would it be like?”

            “It would be like.”  Chen was nervous about saying it, so he smiled, trying to pass it off as a joke.  “Like having eleven boyfriends?”

            Kai shuddered, but Baekhyun laughed.  “That’s how you could think of it!  Having eleven boyfriends.  Any time you want sex, there’s always someone in the mood.  Any time you want to go out or stay in or see a movie or play a game or go to noraebang, there’s always someone to do it with you.  If you forget your boyfriend’s birthday, one of the other ones will remember.”

            “That’s how it is now,” Kai argued.  Then he blushed.  “Except for the sex.”

            “Wouldn’t the sex be the best part?” Baekhyun asked, and Chen bit his lip, embarrassed, glad that Baekhyun had said it first.  “Whatever you like, out of everybody, someone else likes it, too.  If you want to get head and you only have one boyfriend and he doesn’t want to, you don’t get anything.  With so many of us, someone’s going to say yes.”

            “It’s easy for you to say,” Kai said.  “You’re not the maknae.  If you say no, they’ll make me or Sehun do it.”

            Chen frowned.  “No one’s going to make you do anything.”

            “You hyungs make me do things all of the time!  You make me do everything!” Kai protested.

            “We make you practice and run errands and wash!” Baekhyun said.  “That’s not the same!”

            Chen ran his hand through Kai’s hair.  “We know the difference between making you clean up the bathroom and making you do that.  If you don’t want to do it, tell us that you don’t like it.”

            “This is a time it’s okay to say no to your hyungs,” Baekhyun said.

            “The only time,” Chen added with a smile, pulling his hair.

            Kai winced, then trailed his fingers across Baekhyun’s shoulder.  “It wouldn’t be weird?  Doing that with the members?”

            “Doing what with the members?” D.O. asked from the doorway.

            “How do you - - why?” Chen asked, laughing.  “Why do you keep popping up like this?”

            “Tell Kai how much you want to fuck him,” Baekhyun said.

            “Hyung!” Kai protested, rolling away toward the head of the bed.

            “You don’t like it?” D.O. asked, walking straight to the bed.  “You don’t like it?” he repeated, climbing on top of Kai.

            Laughing and gasping, Kai rolled onto his stomach, burying his face against the sheets.

            D.O. leaned in until his face was against Kai’s thick hair.  “You know I want it.”

            Baekhyun was laughing and blushing.  Chen pushed D.O.’s head back and stroked Kai’s hair, petting the back of his neck.  “You can tell D.O. to stop.  Do you want him to stop?”

            Kai turned his face further away, trying to hide in the mattress.  His voice was muffled.  “I like it.”

            D.O. smiled, settling his pelvis right against Kai’s ass.  “I know you do.”

            “You!”  Chen laughed at D.O.’s hubris.  “Go easy on him.  He’s nervous.”

            “You look nervous, too,” Baekhyun said, running his hand over Chen’s knee.  “Scared?”

            “Scared of what?”  Chen tried to look confident and felt himself failing.

            “Look,” D.O. said, rubbing the back of Kai’s head.  “Baekhyun hyung’s going to kiss Chen hyung.”

            “He is not,” Chen said, embarrassed.  “Mind your own business.”

            “Why not?” Baekhyun asked.

            “Yeah.  Why not?” D.O. asked.  Kai raised his head, watching, smiling and eyeing Chen’s mouth.

            “Ya!”  Chen covered his mouth with one hand, scooting away.  “It’s not like that!  You have D.O. sitting on top of you, why are you looking at me?”

            “Aren’t you going to kiss?” D.O. asked Baekhyun.

            “Here,” Baekhyun said, reaching for Chen.  “Where are you going?” he asked, laughing, as Chen scooted farther back.

            “You can say no, hyung!” Kai said.

            “I don’t want to say no,” Chen admitted, his cheeks burning as Baekhyun caught his wrists and dragged him forward.

            “Then are you saying yes?” Baekhyun asked, yanking him forward until he fell on his knees astride Baekhyun’s thigh, nearly crashing into Baekhyun’s chest.

            “Yes,” Chen admitted.  “Don’t watch,” he ordered nervously, covering Kai’s face with his hand.

            “Close your eyes,” D.O. said, pushing Kai’s face down against the bed again.

            While Kai made muffled laughing noises, Baekhyun grinned at Chen.  Feeling shy, Chen let Baekhyun’s hands rub over his thighs.  It felt good, and he lowered his lashes, leaning in as Baekhyun tilted toward him.  The pressure of Baekhyun’s lips was soft against his.  Parting his lips, he wasn’t sure how far to go, and his skin felt hot with the awareness of D.O.’s gaze.  Baekhyun’s tongue slipped into his mouth, and the simple eroticism of it sent shivers of pleasure along his spine.  It was embarrassing to touch Baekhyun like this, but when he slid his hands across the firmness of Baekhyun’s chest, he felt Baekhyun’s hands tighten on his thighs, sliding back to his ass.  His back arching, he moaned, heat settling in his groin as Baekhyun’s tongue stroked his mouth.

            “Oh,” Baekhyun said, turning away from his mouth.  He wasn’t ready to stop, and when Baekhyun’s forehead rested against his chest, he feathered his fingers through Baekhyun’s hair, enjoying the contact, wishing for more.

            “How was it?” D.O. asked.  Kai was grinning, watching; how long had Kai been watching?

            “It was nice,” Chen admitted, licking his lips.  He hoped that no one would mention the way he’d moaned.

            “So good,” Baekhyun said.  Raising his head, he laughed as he squeezed Chen’s ass.  “I knew I was going to like it, but I didn’t think that it was going to be that good.”

            Blushing, Chen squirmed at the grip of Baekhyun’s hands.  “How much can we - - is it okay if we…”

            “Should we talk to the hyungs first?” Kai asked.

            “Which hyungs?” D.O. asked.  “I don’t need Chanyeol hyung’s permission to kiss you.  I don’t need Lay hyung’s permission to fuck you.  I don’t need Xiumin hyung’s permission to go down on you whenever I feel like it.”  Running his fingers down Kai’s back, he plucked at Kai’s shirt.  “I don’t need Luhan hyung’s permission to put my cock in your mouth, do I?”

            “What are we going to do with this dongsaeng?” Chen asked as D.O. slid his hand underneath Kai’s shirt and Kai laughed, looking flushed and very happy, enjoying D.O.’s attention.

            “You need Kai’s permission,” Baekhyun said, “and you don’t have it.”

            “You have it, you have it,” Kai said, laughing.  “Let me roll over.”

            “You need Suho hyung’s permission,” Chen said.  “Don’t you?”

            Baekhyun squeezed his ass again, making electricity leap through his body.  “Does that mean I can’t kiss you again until Suho hyung says that I can?”

            Chen smiled, running his hands over Baekhyun’s chest again.  “Kissing is okay, isn’t it?” he asked, leaning forward to taste Baekhyun’s lips again.



            There were only so many rooms in their dorm.  When Kris couldn’t find Suho in any of them, he called Suho’s phone.  When he didn’t get an answer, he asked their manager, who said that Suho had gone to the SM building.

            Alone?

            Without telling him or any of the other members?

            Suho had seemed strange earlier, and this sudden disappearing act didn’t make Kris any less suspicious.  He wanted to follow Suho, but then he turned around and found Lay and Sehun making out on the couch.  He went to ask Xiumin and Luhan to look after everybody while he was gone, to provide some sort of supervision, but the two of them were making out with Chanyeol on Tao’s bed.

            Once he dragged Chanyeol off of the bed and stepped on his hip to keep him down there, Xiumin and Luhan managed to pull their clothes together.  “Kids!” Kris shouted.  “Lay, Baekhyun, Chen, D.O., Tao, Kai, Sehun!”

            “Can I get up?” Chanyeol asked.

            “No,” Kris said, and rubbed the sole of his foot across Chanyeol’s hip.  “I like you down there.”

            Lay and Sehun came in first.  Chen and Baekhyun walked in next, looking embarrassed and flustered.  D.O. and Kai came in after that, Kai red-faced and repeatedly wiping at his mouth.  Tao walked in last, looking so calm that he only made everyone else look more disheveled by comparison.

            When they were all seated on the beds, Kris stared at them in silence until their hands stopped wandering.  Then he said, “Before you start a dorm-wide orgy, stop and think about what you’re doing.  What are you willing to do?  Are you willing to do it with everybody or just a few members?  Are you going to want to do it all of the time or just for a few days this week while it’s new?  How are you going to feel when it stops?  How are you going to feel if some of you stop but some of you keep doing it for the rest of our career?”

            Luhan nodded.  “That’s a lot of questions.”

            “Think about it,” Kris said.  “And keep your hands,” he smacked at Sehun’s wrist, “off of each other until every single one of you has it all figured out.  I don’t want you to touch each other at all until I’ve talked to Suho.  The first person who touches anybody does five-mile runs all week, and the second person has it worse.  Understand?”

            They didn’t like it, but he separated them, Xiumin and Sehun in one bedroom, Luhan and D.O. in another, Lay and Baekhyun in the third, and Chen and Kai in the fourth, Chanyeol and Tao in the front room with him.  Tao had a lot of questions like, “How do we decide who to do what with first?” and, “Won’t we need bigger beds?”  Chanyeol had a lot of questions like, “Which of the M members do you want to fuck first?” and, “Which of the K members do you want to fuck first?” and, “Can I call dibs on Baekhyun?”  Kris had thought a lot about what to do when - - not if, when, because for some of them it had been inevitable - - the members started fucking each other.  He just hadn’t realized that they’d all try to do it on the same day.  There was a lot of potential for hurt feelings and scarred relationships and things generally going irrevocably wrong, so he wanted to talk it over with Suho and make sure they at least tried to handle things well.  But he couldn’t talk to Suho until Suho came back to the dorm.

            As time passed and Suho was nowhere to be seen, the members got hungry.  Kris let them out of their rooms to eat together, which just led to them trying to feed each other, which just led to everyone watching very, very closely as Luhan sucked on Xiumin’s fingers.  Chanyeol tried to call dibs on Luhan’s mouth - - he’d also tried to call dibs on everything and everyone else - - but Luhan shook his head and said, “I think Kris has dibs.”

            Kris coughed and said, “You mean Xiumin.”

            “No,” Luhan said, and looked right at him with a calm, pleasant smile.  “I mean you.”



            The dorm was quiet.  Slipping off his shoes, Suho looked around.  The lights were on; Kris was slumped at one end of the couch, asleep.  No one else was in sight.  Relieved, he moved silently to his bedroom.  As he opened the door, light from the front room spilled in and he saw two empty beds.  Chen and Kai were asleep on his bed, back-to-back.

            Immediately, his pulse quickened with love and fondness and desire.  He lingered there a moment, watching them sleep, his gaze wandering over the loose sprawl of Kai’s limbs and the taut smoothness of Chen’s thighs.

            He’d go to sleep in Kai’s bed.  He didn’t want to wake them up.  They might ask about…  Suho’s smile faded and he took a step into the room.

            A hand gripped his elbow, drawing him back, tugging him away and closing the door.  Surprised, he turned into the wall of a white T-shirt and a hard chest.  Irritated, he looked up and saw Kris staring down at him, silent and still.

            “Weren’t you sleeping?” Suho asked.  Maybe Kris wanted to talk about something else.  Their schedules.  An upcoming performance.

            “You left without telling anyone.”

            “I told the manager.”

            “You weren’t answering your phone.”

            Suho tried to look mildly surprised, then checked his phone.  “So many calls.”  All of the members had called him, several more than once, Tao at least twice an hour.  He kept his voice low, hoping not to wake up any of the other members.  “Is Tao okay?”

            “He has a lot of questions,” Kris said quietly.  “I have some, too.  What’s going on with you?”

            Suho smiled like that was a peculiar thing to ask.  “What do you mean?”

            Kris pulled him over to the couch, pushing him down and sitting beside him.  He tried to look relaxed and curious, as if he didn’t understand what the fuss was about.  He didn’t want to talk about this.  He’d put the sex conversation off for as long as possible, and he’d be very happy to put it off for a while longer.  “Are you freaking out?” Kris asked.

            Well, there was an indication of how well he was hiding his anxiety.  “Freaking out about what?  You haven’t said anything yet.”

            “You were weird the whole time Chen was asking about the members having sex.  You looked really tense.  I don’t think that the kids noticed.  They were distracted, thinking about finally having an excuse to fuck each other.  You were weird then, and then you disappeared.  Do you want to ask me what happened while you were gone?”

            “What happened?”  Concerned, feeling guilty now, he wondered if there had been a problem.  He’d been irresponsible, not answering his phone-

            “They’ve been crawling down each other’s pants all night.  I can barely keep them off of each other.  They’re like giddy nymphomaniacs.  Chanyeol’s been scheming how to make this happen since we debuted, so he’s ready to start acting on all of his fantasies.  Baekhyun’s been hoping to find a way to have sex with just one or two of us, and now he might be able to do it with all of us, and he can hardly believe his luck.  None of this ever occurred to Tao, and now that it has, he wants to do everything at once.  So you and I,” Kris stared into him, “have to figure out how to make this work.”

            “Make this work?” Suho repeated.  What was Kris thinking?  “This can’t work.  There’s no making it work.  It can’t happen.”

            Kris nodded, and for an instant Suho was relieved - - they were on the same page, Kris understood - - and then Kris asked, “Why not?”

            Why not?!  “You don’t mean why not!  You mean why,” Suho said.  “Why could it ever happen, how could it ever work.  We’re twelve completely different people.  There’s no way that we’re all going to be compatible.  They’ll start pulling away into little sets.  They’re going to start comparing who they like, who does what better, who’s not as good.  What’s it going to be like when they’re angry and fighting?  Tao will get angry at Chen over something else entirely and insult his dick or his technique.  D.O. will get angry at Chanyeol for something and tell Kai not to have sex with him anymore.  Sehun will get jealous of how much time Luhan spends with Xiumin.  He already does, and now you want to add sex?”

            “They’re not a bunch of kids,” Kris said.

            “They are!  Oh my god, they are,” Suho said.  “Think of how difficult they’re going to be to corral.  We can set rules: only in the dorms, only when we’re alone.  But they’re going to get horny and stupid, and they’re going to be excited about taking risks, and they’re going to do it somewhere public and get caught.  The fans are going to know.  Some of the fans already think we’re doing it now.  They notice every little touch and every tiny look.  How are these fools not going to give themselves away?”

            “We were talking about that.”  Kris scratched his forehead and sighed.  “They want me to be the enforcer.”  He winced.  “D.O. calls it the ‘punisher’ and Chanyeol calls it the,” he licked his lips, “‘dungeon master.’  They want me to police them and enforce the rules.  Our members have really embarrassing ideas about me,” he added.  “But they said that if my role as enforcer is part of the plan, it’ll be easier and more fun for them to cooperate.”

            “This can’t happen!” Suho protested.  “None of this is going to happen!  Why are they making elaborate plans?”

            “Don’t you want to hear the role they made for you?”

            He hadn’t expected that.  Suho’s common sense was still saying “no” but his hormones were stirring.  He cleared his throat.  It wouldn’t hurt to hear about it, right?  “Do I want to know?”

            “You’re the prize.  Whoever’s on his best behavior and gives me the least trouble gets to be with you.  It’ll work best when we’re all together, but even when we promote separately, you can keep K in line by rewarding good behavior and I can keep M in line by punishing bad behavior.  You’ll have to do a little enforcing and I’ll have to do a little gifting, but that’s what leaders are for, right?”

            Suho was astonished.  “You have this all worked out.”

            “I wouldn’t let them fuck each other.  They spent all night talking about fucking each other, instead.  They want the two of us to room together, and the rest of them will switch roommates on the first of every month.  So they don’t get too comfortable with certain members.  They don’t want any members choosing favorites, and they don’t want anyone to feel left out.”

            Suho sagged against the back of the couch, closing his eyes.  “I know how great this sounds to them.  They think that they can make it work if they plan ahead.  But it can’t work.  It’s not going to work, it’s going to explode in their faces.”

            “What are you keeping to yourself?”

            “You haven’t been around as long as I have.”  Suho rubbed at his face.  “Sometimes it works.  For a short time.  The smaller the team, the better.  But it goes badly so fast in so many ways.”

            “You’ve seen other teams do this?  You knew about it?”

            “That’s the first problem.  Everyone always knows.  People always find out.  You’re never as discreet as you think you are.  There were teams who had a few fans who found out and, instead of protecting them, spread the rumor as far as they could.  Their careers were over.  There were teams who had antis who blackmailed the members and made their lives hell.  There are teams who lost members over it.  One member didn’t want to participate at all and was pushed out.  One member didn’t like the way it went among his members - - he was okay with sex, but they were using it to bully and punish each other - - and he was pushed out.  Sometimes members leave for other reasons entirely, but the members who are still in the group feel like they didn’t just lose a friend, they lost a boyfriend, a lover.  It’s devastating.  In the bigger groups, it splinters the team.  There are popular members, there are members everyone avoids, there are members who don’t get along sexually.  Members get jealous, feelings are hurt.  Members reject each other.  How’s Lay going to feel if Sehun says no?  How’s Tao going to feel if you say no?  This idea is a lot of fun when everyone’s happy and everyone’s getting laid.  As soon as someone’s not happy, it destroys the team.”  He looked at Kris.  “The day you start this is the day the clock starts.  It’s only a matter of time before EXO is over.”

            Kris looked thoughtful.  For a long moment, he didn’t say anything at all.  “Is there any team where it’s worked?”

            “Male teams?  The one that’s lasted the longest and not suffered for it is Shinee sunbaenim.  It’s worked for them this long, but that’s no guarantee.”

            Kris frowned.  “What about Big Bang sunbaenim?”

            Suho shook his head.  “Only two of them are having sex.”

            “Really?  Only two?”

            Suho nodded.  “Shinee and Big Bang are lucky that Shawols and VIPs protect them fiercely.  Not every team has that.”

            “I trust our fans.”

            “I love our fans,” Suho said.  “I love our members.  I love us enough to want to keep us together and happy and successful.  What kind of leader would I be if I knew they were doomed and let them do it anyway?  A good leader can’t make decisions with his cock.”

            “What if you make decisions with your heart?” Lay’s voice asked.

            Surprised, Suho turned to see Lay coming into the room.

            “Why are you up?” Kris asked.

            “Chanyeol got into my bed and woke me up.”  Lay squatted comfortably in front of the couch, looking up at them with wide, interested eyes.  “Are you looking at this the wrong way?”

            “How should we look at it?” Kris asked.

            “It isn’t about sex.  It’s about love.  Don’t we love each other?  Do you want to have sex with Chen because he’s cute and has a nice body, or because he’s sweet and hardworking and earnest and you love him?  We all love each other.  We’re all committed to each other.  We all made the decision to put aside everything else in our lives and do this one important thing together.  It’s like starting a business together.  It’s like starting a family together.  Marrying each other.  We can’t be in EXO if we don’t trust each other.  We can’t make this work if we don’t love each other.  We can’t last if we aren’t all willing to sacrifice everything to commit to this first.”

            Suho met Kris’ eyes.  Kris was looking at him as if he’d never been so interesting.

            “I think you’re right,” Lay said.  “If it’s just sex, it’s not worth the risk.  We shouldn’t do it.  But it’s not about sex for me.  For me, it’s about love.  And I think that when you talked about Shinee sunbaenim and Big Bang sunbaenim, you forgot some other teams.”

            “Who?” Kris asked.

            “What about Super Junior sunbaenim?” Lay asked.  “What about DBSK sunbaenim?”

            Suho frowned.  Wasn’t that obvious?  “They-”

            “I don’t mean the members who left,” Lay said.  “I mean the members who stayed.”

            Suho licked his lips, thinking about that.

            “What about Shinhwa sunbaenim?” Lay asked.  “Why are they still together?”

            Kris raised his eyebrows.  “They’ve been together for a long time.”

            “That takes commitment and sacrifice and determination, doesn’t it?” Lay asked.  “Isn’t that what we need to make EXO last?  Isn’t that also what you think we should have if we’re going to make love with each other and keep the team going?”

            No one had ever called it making love before.  Suho rubbed his nose.  “It’s such a big decision.”

            Lay smiled.  “It wasn’t for me.  Tao asked me if I wanted to have sex with him, and I gave him the only answer that felt right.”

            It wasn’t that simple.  Suho had seen so many other teams splinter and crumble.  Now he was a leader, and it was his responsibility to keep EXO together.  If he did the wrong thing and hurt his members, he’d destroy the best thing in his life.  The most important and special thing he’d ever been trusted with.

            “I wonder,” Lay said.  “What happens to groups where the members don’t make love with each other.”

            Suho blinked.  Why had he never thought about that?

            Lay nudged Kris’ knee.  “Ask him.”

            “Ask him what?” Kris asked.

            Lay gave Kris a stern look.

            Looking down, Kris cleared his throat.  “Uh.”

            Lay placed Kris’ hand over Suho’s.

            Embarrassed, Suho curled his fingers around Kris’.  What was Kris going to ask?  Then he thought of the real point, and his heart hammered: How was he going to answer?

            “Suho.”  Kris cleared his throat again and met Suho’s eyes.  Suho blushed.  When people whispered about members having sex, no one had ever said that it might be like this.  So intimate.  So personal and real, his hyung gazing right into his eyes, warmth pooling in his stomach and lower.  People talked about how convenient it must be always having someone on hand to get off with.  No one had ever talked about how flustered he might feel, having someone he loved so much ask to share romance and pleasure and passion with him.  “Do you, uh.”  Kris grinned a little, looking embarrassed.  “Want to make love?”

            Suho felt so good, he laughed.  “Yes,” he said immediately.  As soon as the word left his mouth, Kris was moving forward, pushing him back along the couch and crawling on top of him.  Laughing, exhilarated, he put his hand across Kris’ mouth.  “Wait, wait.  I’m the prize, aren’t I?  Do you think that you deserve me?  Have you been good?”

            Pulling Suho’s hand away, Kris kissed it, then kissed him, kissed him until his senses spun and his body ached.  “I’ve been great,” Kris said, and kissed him again as Lay laughed and Suho curved his leg over Kris’ thigh, needing to be closer.  “I’ve been fantastic,” Kris said, and Suho agreed with him completely.



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by Matthew Haldeman-Time