The place is crowded, people are talking loudly, girls are randomly screaming. Kris thinks his fans are here for him, time to pose. Has life imitates art and Kris Wu strikes his best poses, he realises after a while that there’s no phone pointed at him, no camera, no one to notice him. He mumbles to himself “Maybe next time, London…”.
But who stole his walk of fame? Those girls are screaming at something, or someone, those cameras are capturing the soul of some poor innocent! Curiosity killed the cat, Kris makes a grande entrance just to get a glimpse of the mysterious messiah. There he is!
Surprised by the sudden space given to him, the handsome guy looks around, rather than seize the opportunity to run away; “I might see someone important! I mean who could catch more attention than me?” he says to himself. That’s when he sees him : the tall handsome guy, dark hair tied in a ponytail, Burberry coat, round sunglasses… Kris! As tears start to blurry his sight, Chanyeol can feel his heart pounding like if it was about to come out of his rib cage.
With a trembling voice and a single tear running down his cheek, he yells :
- AYO WADDUP KREASE!!!!!!!!
Confused, Kris looks up, familiar with the voice who screamed his name. But that’s impossible, it can’t be, this voice… he hasn’t heard it in years.
The crowd spreads appart as Chanyeol walk towards Kris, the fans are crying along with him, mooved by this beautiful moment. Kris is speechless, he slowly takes off his sunglasses has he stumbles towards his long lost twin tower brother, his whole body shaking.
The whole crowd is silent, almost as if everyone stopped breathing; they are only a few centimeters away from each other. No one is moving, as the two young men stare at each other, when finally, Kris shows his gummy smile, and with tears running down his cheeks he says :
- Ayo… wassup
Chanyeol answers with the biggest smile as they give each other a warm hug, and the crowd cheers as the two boys reunite.