Chen's Apartment

@Chen Kris, looked at the other. He didn't seem to be so pleased about him being there. He walks to you and wrap his arms around his waist to calm him down." Something wrong master?" He kissed on his neck gently." You seem tense. Want a rub down?" Rest his Chen on how shoulder.

"There's no need to be afraid of me you know? I don't bite unless master wants me too." He smiles softly and oat your stomach hoping it would loosen him up.

@Kris
'Breathe,' was what Chen echoed in his mind, over and over again. He stood in the kitchen, separated from the living room only by a short wall. If he bent over just slightly, he could peek at the outline of Kris' legs.

With the panic of prey facing a predator, he paced along the column of tiles. What had he done? Why, in all of sanity, had he thought that it was a good idea to pop into the doll shop and just rent this stranger out for /three whole days/? Especially when he wasn't even in need of a romantic partner? He had a healthy _____ life, for crying out loud!

Cautiously, the Mandarin teacher stuck his head out from behind the wall for another look. That Adonis seemed so comfortable in a stranger's home, lounging gorgeously on Chen's couch when he obviously belonged on a Dior magazine ad.

'Oh yeah,' he thought silently, eyes still fixated on Kris, 'he looks exactly like Jiaheng-sunbae.'

@Chen (Here you go hun~ )