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Simp King

Summary:

So, Chay decided making a tiktok account and trying out pranks on Kim would be fun.
But since he couldn’t share with the world -they were a mafia family, it would be too dangerous - he convinced Porsche to convince the others to make private tiktok accounts.

or, Chay starts a tiktok account solely to entertain himself and the rest of the family.

Notes:

i hope yall like this
just a fun lil thing i wanna do on the side
the first one is a bit short, but they may get longer who knows

anyways, i hope yall enjoy this!
(inspired by austinandlexi on tiktok

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Chay was bored most days when he had no school work, and he lived at Kim’s place, with only the two of them and some guards that were stationed outside. He had been living there for a month now, and some days really got lonely when Kim was working, having started working for his family again to help Kinn out. 

So, Chay decided making a tiktok account and trying out pranks on Kim would be fun. 

But since he couldn’t share with the world -they were a mafia family, it would be too dangerous - he convinced Porsche to convince the others to make private tiktok accounts. He could have asked himself but he had only met everyone once or twice and they were quite intimidating. Kim also preferred to keep Chay with himself unless it was Porsche asking for a day out, so really, he didn’t socialize with the family much. Maybe this could change that. 

Porsche, who did agree with the idea, created a group chat for all of them, so that it would be easier.

 

Kinn: What is this for?

Vegas: Why am I here?

Macau: Me too

Khun: WHY ARE THEY HERE?!

Porsche: Because, my brother wants followers on tiktok

Kim: What?

Chay: I’m bored and I wanna make tiktoks but since I can’t make a public account, I still want people to watch it. So…please?

Porsche: Here’s his puppy dog eyes to encourage you all

Porsche: *attached an image*

Khun:...

Khun: Okay, that’s cute, I’ll make one immediately. I was thinking about it anyway. I’ll get Arm, Pol and Pete to make them too!

Vegas: I’ll make one too

Porsche: You’re only saying that cause Pete’s making one

Vegas: ….

Macau: Oh my, the puppy dog eyes -so cute

Chay: Thanks!

Kim: Keep your eyes to yourself, Macau

Macau: Or else what?

Chay: OKAY EVERYONE SEND ME YOUR USERNAMES WHEN YOU’RE DONE

Porsche: You already have mine

Porsche: Kinn. Make one.

Kinn: In meeting

Porsche: Get off your phone then! 

Porsche: I’ll make one for Kinn

Chay: Yay! This is so exciting!!!!!

Kim: What types of videos do you plan on making, Chay?

Chay: Where’s the fun in telling you

Kim:

Chay: Also, don’t you have a meeting as well?

Kim: The bitch is running late

Vegas: Same

Macau: Damn, all you men working hard

Vegas: Shut up and do your hw

Porsche: Right, Chay, do yours too

Chay: Dammit!

Macau: Fucking brothers

Chay: No shit

Porsche: …I try hard for this family and this is what I get

Vegas: Yeah, no kidding, ungrateful brats

Porsche: So ungrateful

Macau:

Chay: …They’re cancelled

Macau: Definitely.




Chay held the phone in his hand, excited for the tiktok prank he was going to try out. 

His first one, on the same day everyone made accounts. 

Chay was excited. 

Kim was thankfully home from the meeting, but he had to rush into his office to take a call. And that’s what Chay was waiting for -for Kim to be done with his important call. 

He wanted to start off with something simple; he had a list of video ideas he wanted to try out that he had seen other couple tiktokkers do, and he was excited to try them little by little. 

The first one, his first video -he wanted to get Kim to call himself a simp for Chay. 

Yep, that was it. 

 

Chay stood outside Kim’s home-office door. He couldn’t hear anything so he knocked, hoping the other wasn’t doing anything too important. 

“Come in.” He heard. 

Chay headed in, shuffling quietly. 

Kim was sitting at his desk, reading through papers in a file. He didn’t look up and Chay internally cheered as he turned on the camera, but held it in a way that seemed like he was just using it or holding it. 

“Hey, Kim, do you know what you are?” 

Kim looked up with a raised eyebrow. 

“You’re a simp!” Chay exclaimed. 

The raised eyebrow turned into a frown of confusion, “A what?” 

“A simp; someone who does way too much for a person they like, or a man who is attentive and overly desperate-” 

“I’m not overly desperate.” Kim cut him off. 

Chay giggled, “Sure you’re not.” 

“I’m not!” Kim stated, staring Chay dead in the eyes. 

Chay held the phone to his chest, making sure the other didn’t suspect being recorded. “But you are; don’t you remember when I found out the truth about everything, about you using me,” Kim’s eyes were getting wider and he was shifting in his seat, looking like he wanted to be anywhere but here, “And you remember afterwards when I told you I still didn’t hate you but you still pushed me away for my ‘own good’ and then I got kidnapped for a second time and you came to save me but I wouldn’t give you the time of day anymore so you started showing up everyday with flowers and chocolates and-” 

“Okay okay, I’m a simp! Happy?!” 

Chay nodded with his shit eating grin, and held out his hand. “You’re my simp king, right?” 

Kim warily held out his hand, and sighed, going with wherever the younger wanted. “Yeah, I’m your simp king. Or whatever.” 

Chay laughed and stopped the recording, breaking their hold and waved the phone, “Thanks Kim!” 

And ran out the door, ignoring the “Chay, what the fuck!” 

 

He locked himself in their room and edited the video. 



Comments

WIK: You little shit

Tankhunwatches: oh my god. Are these gonna be pranks on Kim?? If yes, I am here for this!

---> ChayChay: Yup!

--->Tankhunwatches: Amazing!

MrLovermanKinn: I’m looking forward to this

Porschebestbro: Damn, this cute, where’s my simp king?

--->ChayChay: @MrLovermanKinn 

--->MrLovermanKinn: I’m not???

--->ChayChay: Yes you are

--->Tankhunwatches: Yes you are

--->Pete-rparker: Yes you are

--->Arm-husband1: Yes you are

--->Pol-husband2: Yes you are

--->Big-boi: Yes you are

--->Ken-you-not: Yes you are

--->Vegas: Yes you are

--->Macauwu: Yes you are

--->Porschebestbro: Yes you are

--->WIK: Yes you are

--->MrLovermanKinn:

Vegas: I’m here for Kim being dunked on

--->WIK: I hope you die

--->Pete-rparker: He’s not allowed to die without my permission



Chay was scrolling through tiktok saving more couple pranks he could try out, when the door burst open, startling him enough to drop his phone on his face. 

“Ow, Kim!” He exclaimed, sliding his phone to rest beside him, rubbing at his nose where the phone had fallen. 

Kim stood at the foot of the bed, arms crossed over his chest as he pointedly stared Chay down. 

Chay sat up, cross-legged. “What?” He asked innocently. 

“Don’t tell me you started a tiktok account just to mess with me.” 

“I don’t know what you mean.” 

“Khun’s comment. You know what I mean.” 

Chay just sent him a cheeky smile. 

“No.” Kim said. 

Chay pouted. “But they’re all harmless. Pleeeasseee?” 

He shuffled to the end of the bed and grabbed both of Kim’s hands with his own, intertwining them. 

“Pleaaaseee? I get bored and this is fun and I won’t bother you while to work -too much.” 

Kim tightened their hold and sighed, glancing away, “Fine. If it makes you happy, I’ll be your target.” Chay beamed at him, Kim instinctively smiling back. 

“You’ll be my simp king?” Chay teased with a cheeky smile. 

Kim tried to glare at him, but with the smile on his face it was hard. He rolled his eyes fondly instead and said, “Sure.” 

Chay scrunched up his face in excitement and leaned up, “Kiss?” He asked softly. With no hesitation, and an upward quirk of his lips, Kim closed the distance, leaning in, he pressed his lips against the younger’s. He guided Chay’s arms to wrap around his shoulders, letting go of their intertwined fingers as he bent down, slowly pushing Chay to lay on the bed, barely disconnecting from their kiss. Their kiss was soft, gentle -it wasn’t always like this, but this is what they liked for gentle moments. 

Kim pulled away first, but continued trailing soft kisses down the younger’s neck, causing Chay to giggle at the ticklish feeling. He only stopped when Chay couldn’t take the ticklish-ness anymore and tried to push Kim away. 

He didn’t move away, of course. “Let’s go get dinner?” Kim asked as he locked gazes with the younger, softly running his fingers through his boyfriend’s hair.

Chay nodded -even though they ended up laying there for a little while longer, in each other’s embrace.

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