Summary:Kris and Tao are out playing at the basketball court, whos going to score the most?Authors note : Hi guys, its me again. Yes I know, all I seem to write about lately is EXO... but hey, EXO is so perfect they deserve as many fanfics as they can get right? But on a more serious note, this is a request made by KoiKoi. (Make sure you check out her stuff) Im sharing it with you but its truly meant for that very talented writer and were both ultimate fans of Taoris so.... yup. Im probably not going to go canon on this story but the characters are going to remain as they actually are in rl as much as possible.  Its really short too since I dont like dragging on agnst forever when its from someones point of view...Enjoy and dont forget to comment!Inspired by :Shes mine - U-KISSHello - NUESTOwn it - Drake  Genre:Love, reflection, illusionsRating:GAPairings:Taoris (Kris and Tao)Length:One-shotWarning:No specific warning, its angst.Word count:2 358  ForewordKris wipes the sweat off his forehead with the edge of his shirt and, dribbling a bit and taking his time, shoots and misses. He hears Zitao snort but he doesnt say anything and Kris doesnt excuse himself. Zitao busies himself by getting the ball before it gets him in an unfavorable position. 21, thats the game theyre playing. Theyve been at it for about an hour. Kris usually enjoys the feel of rubber inside the palm of his hands and on the tip of his fingers, the thrill of winning and loosing, but tonight, reality wont let him enjoy himself. He grunts as he squats and observes Zitao position himself a few feet away from the net and then swallows when he sees the younger man bite his lower lip in concentration and sees his brow creased with focus. He looks away, letting out a quiet sigh. Zitao shoots, he scores.