Everywhere I Look for EVERYONE
Title: Everywhere I Look
Recipient: EVERYONE
Pairing: Lu Han/Xiumin
Word Count: 2884
Summary: N/A
Luhan hurried down the streets, his hand gripped on the handle of the suitcase. He clenched his teeth as he shoved his way through the busy sidewalk. He held his breath as he had to make his way through the smelly crowd. It was gross how people only seemed to shower once every seven weeks. He felt the burn of stress on his muscles, his heart pumping in time with his footsteps as he ran. His eyes searched the numbers frantically for his apartment building, his shoulders slumping when he finally laid eyes on it. Perfect. He ran, ignoring the grumbles he received from people he had stepped in front of. He held his breath as he began running up the front steps, his heart Racing.
It had started a few days ago, the thirteenth to be exact, when he had first seen him. He had been confused, brushing it off. He figured the stress from all the work he had due had caught up to him, so he figured the boy was a figment of his imagination.
Diary Entry 1-
August 13
"Today was a particularly difficult, the stock reports were due. Did I ever mention how much I dislike doing them? Because I do. But it was......strange. After I fell asleep for my normal nap I have to take after work there was a....Man? I'm not sure who it is. I don't recall ever seeing him before, though, he was there. I mean, the brain only makes images in your dreams that you have seen before, correct? So, why would someone I have never seen before be in my head? Just thinking about it gives me a headache. "
Luhan sighed as he shut the beaten journal, pinching the bridge of his nose. He stayed still in that position for a moment, his mind racing. In his dreams, there had been that boy. He was....different. He just sat there and smiled at him, his hands in his lap. He never spoke, no. It was almost like they were separated by a one way mirror, since he never seemed capable of seeing him. Of course he had tried speaking to him, though he never replied. Instead, he'd smile and stare like he was some sort of show.
Luhan shook his head as he pushed the chair back from his desk, his head reeling. It was too much to think about, a dream should not be bothering him so much. He sighed weakly before he stood up, stretching. He gave a content groan as he allowed himself to loosen up, his muscles stretching with the rest of his form. He sighed and slumped slightly, his legs wobbly from his previous actions. He looked down at the sweatpants that covered his legs, his toes visible. He closed his eyes as he let his arms fall limp at his side. He opened his eyes again a moment after he took a deep breath, humming a bit. He shook his head, making his hair into even more of a mess.
Luhan walked out of his room, the carpet soft beneath his bare feet. He walked down the small hall, into the room that was a split between a living room and a kitchen. He sucked in a breath before he began his morning routine, beginning to make an Oh so healthy breakfast of cereal and juice. It wasn't his ideal meal, but it was all he had at that exact moment. He needed to go shopping again. With a sigh he grabbed the pen that hung on the refrigerator from a string, adding a few fruits and milk to the growing list of groceries.
The slim male chewed at a mouthful of the processed wheat and flavoring he had taken, using his free hand to grab his bag. He had left it on the counter the night before, having been too exhausted to even think about finishing paperwork. He sighed as he flipped through a report, scanning over the statistics. He grimaced when he saw their production level had dropped immensely. It was almost like no one wanted to buy their product anymore.
Luhan sighed as he took another bite of cereal, his eyes focused as he drank in information the best he could. He closed the binder he had kept the file in, slurping down the rest of his milk. He heaved a sigh as he set his bowl in the small sink, filling it with water to soak as he walked back to his room, pulling his pants off. He changed into the pressed slacks he had, grimacing as he quickly buttoned up the shirt, pulling the suit jacket on.
Luhan looked into the full body mirror on his wall, looking himself up and down. He sighed before he grabbed a pair of black socks, pulling them on shortly before his polished shoes followed. He heaved another groan before he grabbed his briefcase, walking quickly as he grabbed the binder from the counter. He made sure he had everything before he locked up his door, quickly making his way out of the apartment building.
Of course, as per usual there was a large amount of pedestrian traffic. Luhan gave a frustrated sigh as he weaves through the crowd, his arm out to hail a cab. It was much more convenient to take a cab everywhere, than to fight the traffic himself. He let out a sigh of relief as he slipped into the back seat of the worn down public service. He leaned back, closing his eyes. "Third bulevard. Three twenty. If you make it there in fifteen minutes I'll make it worth your while. "
The driver nodded, pressing into traffic as he began the hopefully short drive to his business complex. It was a large building, dwarfing the ones around him. He clenched his teeth as he pinched the bridge of his nose, a stress headache beginning to set in. He had a lot to do, having a board meeting in a few hours.
A quick nap wouldn't hurt, right?
Luhan shifted back in the seat a bit, tilting his head back to rest on the edge. He closed his eyes in an attempt to relax, humming quietly to himself. Of course he opened his eyes out of habit, wanting to watch the scene speed by. Though what he saw was the last thing he had expected.
The reflection from the light made him; the same boy from his dreams. He couldn't mistake the smile, the slight squint to his eyes as he did so. His hand shot to the window, pressing against it in a sudden desperation he couldn't explain. As soon as it had appeared, it had vanished. He stared at now his own reflection, frowning slightly as he stared at it. He held his breath as he stared, his eyes wide in shock.
Diary Entry 2-
August 14
"I must be going crazy! Before I even got to work I was seeing him again! My pulse started to race and I am not sure why. I can't explain how I feel when I think about the strange man, but I can't help but get almost....Desperate. It's a strange feeling. I saw him in my dreams again, standing there and smiling. I tried calling out to him but it's like He can't hear me!"
Luhan gave a tired sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose, pushing himself into a standing position. He felt frustrated, still unsure who this offender was. Who was he? Why was he appearing everywhere he looked? Before he could go into another mental fit, Luhan stepped to the small fridge, opening it with a sigh. He grabbed a carton of orange juice, a slight grimace on his features. He had to catch a flight to a new location, set up their new stock program and get them running. It was a last minute decision, and it was bothering him.
With a frown on his features, Luhan stepped into his room, pulling his suitcase off his bed. It weighed down his arm as he stepped towards the door. He grabbed his had, matching his clad brown suit. He locked his door behind him, ensuring lights were off to save money on the power bill. Easy enough. He turned on his heel, his shoes clicking softly on the tile floor as he stepped to the elevator.
Luhan tapped the down button, a normal action he was used too. Though when the door opened, he could feel the blood in his face rush to his legs, leaving him pale. In the mirror, staring back at him was /him/. His eyes widened as the other stared back in almost as much shock as him.
And just like that it was gone.
Luhan ran a hand through his hair, trembling slightly. Again? That was more vivid than the last. He took a deep breath as he shook his head, stepping into the elevator. He coughed weakly, tears pricking his eyes as he did so. Why was his throat so dry? He gasped when the elevator dinged. That was fast. He stepped out, re-adjusting his necktie as he stepped into the lobby, giving a small smile to a passerby.
Luhan stepped into the brisk air, his hand lifting up to hail a taxi. What seemed like endless cabs and an amount of time passing by, one finally had the audacity to stop. He slipped into the back seat, refusing to look at the window in fear of seeing the strange man again. "First annual please. " He said simply as he looked at the driver. With a nod they joined into traffic, allowing Luhan to lean back in his sleep.
What was happening to him? He can't imagine someone he's never seen before. The mind only recreates, not create. He sighed as he rubbed his face, the time seeming to flow by. The entire time he had his mind on the strange being. It just scared him, how easily he was tormenting himself.
Luhan waved to the cabby, paying him the fare. He sighed as he stepped into the terminal, proceeding through the tedious tasks of making his way through security.
Of course hours full of a dull plane ride dulled him into absolute boredom, causing the sleep of pure dread to overcome him. He sighed gently as he drifted to sleep, listening as the noises in the world slowly drifted away.
An hour later, it seemed as though he had somehow survived the deadly dreams of the boy. It was maddening, how he appeared around every corner and every window. Not to mention his dreams. He felt the burning ambition to find him, put all of this to an end. It was a horrid experience, being haunted by someone he didn't even know.
Luhan stood up with a few other passengers, humming gently. He sighed as he pushed himself through the small crowd, eager to get off the stuffy plane. He forced himself to step through the doors into the terminal, a sigh in his throat. He frowned as he pushed himself to pick up his luggage, his eyes scanning for his all too familiar suitcase. He was exhausted, and couldn't wait to get to the hotel and eat enough to supply a small country.
Exhausted steps filled his ears as he dragged his suitcase behind him. His journal had fallen out of the side pocket, so he'd have to remind himself to get something new to write down his day. He sighed as he hailed a taxi, a sigh in his throat. As he sat down, he just shoved his bag next to him, deciding it was easier than fighting with the trunk.
Luhan hadn't noticed he fell asleep until he had a cabby complaining about not running a motel. He grumbled as he threw the rude driver a few dollars, grabbing his bag. Now in a bad mood, he dragged his bag with him into the lobby, stopping at the front desk to get his room key. He grimaced as he stopped at the elevator, deciding that it was easier than fighting with the stairs.
A short, torturous ride of shitty elevator music ensued, earning a growl through Luhan's throat. He grumbled as he pushed out, ignoring some lady and her kids. Just as fast as he had been in the taxi, he found his room, shoving his way in.
Luhan's intentions were to go to sleep and hopefully wake up in time to scope out possible locations. Or at least until he saw the boy, standing in his room. He dropped his bag as soon as he could, staring in horror. Was he really there? Or was it a hallucination? Hell, he didn't even know anymore.
It was maddening, making him want to tear his hair out.
Everywhere he looked.
He was there.
Luhan slowly blinked awake in the morning, a scowl on his face. What had happened last night? He sighed as he pushed himself up, rubbing the side of his head. He overslept by a few minutes, but he could skip writing in his journal to save ti-
Oh yeah he lost that.
Luhan stood up, searching through his bag to find proper clothing. He made himself look casual, since he didn't have a meeting until later that day. He grabbed his phone, humming as he stepped through the door. He made sure it shut and lock behind him, walking down and out the lobby. Wonderful.
The sun stood high above him as he stepped out. He shielded his eyes, surveying his surroundings. It was a small town, a few people even riding bikes down the road. Odd. He hummed to himself as he started the short trudge down the road. No where seemed like it would be a proper location for the company. Hell, this whole town was a bust.
It seemed like it would all be easy and flowing until his meeting. Until he saw it again. Him.
Luhan froze as he saw a man in front of him turn the corner, allowing a glimpse of his face, one he had known all too well. Before he could stop himself, his shoes were slamming into the pavement, his breath burning in his lungs. He panted as he chased after him, desperate to know who or what it was.
It definitely wasn't a hallucination this time. It would have vanished by then, but he was still there! So it had, it just HAD to be the real thing.
Luhan whipped around the corner just in time to
slam right into the very man he was chasing.
"Why do you keep following me?" He heard. It was a smooth voice, making his heart flutter in his chest. What the hell?
"Following you? You've been following me!" Luhan snapped back without thinking. The other had no idea about all these hallucinations, and here he was-
"For almost a month, you've been everywhere I look!" He heard the voice yell back. Luhan looked up in time, looking into the beautiful eyes that had plagued him for so long. He had the strong urge to lean forward at that moment, though he resisted.
It seemed as though the other had been in a similar trance, the two men standing there. It was so strange, making him hold his breath. "I'm Luhan. " He found himself saying before the other had time to even do anything.
"Ah? My name is Minseok, though everyone calls me Xiumin. " The other said in his oh-so lovely voice.
Luhan stared for a moment before he blinked out of his trance, shaking his head. "How did you know what I look like?" He said hesitantly. It was so odd, it was like the world itself slowed around them, and his heart was racing. What was happening?
"You're everywhere I look...." Xiumin said, a slight frown on his face. "In my mirrors, windows, television. Everywhere. " He said again before he folded his arms a bit. He swallowed visibly, staring at Luhan.
"How were you everywhere I look too?" Luhan questioned before he shook his head. "Can we....talk this over? Please? I'm just as desperate for answers as you. " Luhan pleaded quietly.
The other male was hesitant, that much was clear. He nodded slowly before he stepped to lead Luhan along. "Thank you. " Luhan breathed.
Luhan wished he could remember how they got here. How they ended up in an alley, their hands tangled in each other's hair, staring into each other's eyes. They leaned their foreheads together. When did Minseok's legs wrap around his waist. "You always took my breath away..." Luhan breathed, shifting to press Minseok's back against the brick wall, his head tilting.
"From now on....I want to be everywhere you look. In person. " Minseok purred back, his fingers tugging the other's court hair. He smiled gently before Luhan hugged him tight, their noses touching together as he leaned closer. "Everywhere I look I want you there. " He cooed gently.
Hearts were pounding, their hands shaking, eyes locked together until they slowly pressed into one another, their lips finally touching for the first time.
"Everywhere I look.
He's there.
And I couldn't be happier."
-Luhan December 12
aka
Their wedding day.
Recipient: EVERYONE
Pairing: Lu Han/Xiumin
Word Count: 2884
Summary: N/A
Luhan hurried down the streets, his hand gripped on the handle of the suitcase. He clenched his teeth as he shoved his way through the busy sidewalk. He held his breath as he had to make his way through the smelly crowd. It was gross how people only seemed to shower once every seven weeks. He felt the burn of stress on his muscles, his heart pumping in time with his footsteps as he ran. His eyes searched the numbers frantically for his apartment building, his shoulders slumping when he finally laid eyes on it. Perfect. He ran, ignoring the grumbles he received from people he had stepped in front of. He held his breath as he began running up the front steps, his heart Racing.
It had started a few days ago, the thirteenth to be exact, when he had first seen him. He had been confused, brushing it off. He figured the stress from all the work he had due had caught up to him, so he figured the boy was a figment of his imagination.
Diary Entry 1-
August 13
"Today was a particularly difficult, the stock reports were due. Did I ever mention how much I dislike doing them? Because I do. But it was......strange. After I fell asleep for my normal nap I have to take after work there was a....Man? I'm not sure who it is. I don't recall ever seeing him before, though, he was there. I mean, the brain only makes images in your dreams that you have seen before, correct? So, why would someone I have never seen before be in my head? Just thinking about it gives me a headache. "
Luhan sighed as he shut the beaten journal, pinching the bridge of his nose. He stayed still in that position for a moment, his mind racing. In his dreams, there had been that boy. He was....different. He just sat there and smiled at him, his hands in his lap. He never spoke, no. It was almost like they were separated by a one way mirror, since he never seemed capable of seeing him. Of course he had tried speaking to him, though he never replied. Instead, he'd smile and stare like he was some sort of show.
Luhan shook his head as he pushed the chair back from his desk, his head reeling. It was too much to think about, a dream should not be bothering him so much. He sighed weakly before he stood up, stretching. He gave a content groan as he allowed himself to loosen up, his muscles stretching with the rest of his form. He sighed and slumped slightly, his legs wobbly from his previous actions. He looked down at the sweatpants that covered his legs, his toes visible. He closed his eyes as he let his arms fall limp at his side. He opened his eyes again a moment after he took a deep breath, humming a bit. He shook his head, making his hair into even more of a mess.
Luhan walked out of his room, the carpet soft beneath his bare feet. He walked down the small hall, into the room that was a split between a living room and a kitchen. He sucked in a breath before he began his morning routine, beginning to make an Oh so healthy breakfast of cereal and juice. It wasn't his ideal meal, but it was all he had at that exact moment. He needed to go shopping again. With a sigh he grabbed the pen that hung on the refrigerator from a string, adding a few fruits and milk to the growing list of groceries.
The slim male chewed at a mouthful of the processed wheat and flavoring he had taken, using his free hand to grab his bag. He had left it on the counter the night before, having been too exhausted to even think about finishing paperwork. He sighed as he flipped through a report, scanning over the statistics. He grimaced when he saw their production level had dropped immensely. It was almost like no one wanted to buy their product anymore.
Luhan sighed as he took another bite of cereal, his eyes focused as he drank in information the best he could. He closed the binder he had kept the file in, slurping down the rest of his milk. He heaved a sigh as he set his bowl in the small sink, filling it with water to soak as he walked back to his room, pulling his pants off. He changed into the pressed slacks he had, grimacing as he quickly buttoned up the shirt, pulling the suit jacket on.
Luhan looked into the full body mirror on his wall, looking himself up and down. He sighed before he grabbed a pair of black socks, pulling them on shortly before his polished shoes followed. He heaved another groan before he grabbed his briefcase, walking quickly as he grabbed the binder from the counter. He made sure he had everything before he locked up his door, quickly making his way out of the apartment building.
Of course, as per usual there was a large amount of pedestrian traffic. Luhan gave a frustrated sigh as he weaves through the crowd, his arm out to hail a cab. It was much more convenient to take a cab everywhere, than to fight the traffic himself. He let out a sigh of relief as he slipped into the back seat of the worn down public service. He leaned back, closing his eyes. "Third bulevard. Three twenty. If you make it there in fifteen minutes I'll make it worth your while. "
The driver nodded, pressing into traffic as he began the hopefully short drive to his business complex. It was a large building, dwarfing the ones around him. He clenched his teeth as he pinched the bridge of his nose, a stress headache beginning to set in. He had a lot to do, having a board meeting in a few hours.
A quick nap wouldn't hurt, right?
Luhan shifted back in the seat a bit, tilting his head back to rest on the edge. He closed his eyes in an attempt to relax, humming quietly to himself. Of course he opened his eyes out of habit, wanting to watch the scene speed by. Though what he saw was the last thing he had expected.
The reflection from the light made him; the same boy from his dreams. He couldn't mistake the smile, the slight squint to his eyes as he did so. His hand shot to the window, pressing against it in a sudden desperation he couldn't explain. As soon as it had appeared, it had vanished. He stared at now his own reflection, frowning slightly as he stared at it. He held his breath as he stared, his eyes wide in shock.
Diary Entry 2-
August 14
"I must be going crazy! Before I even got to work I was seeing him again! My pulse started to race and I am not sure why. I can't explain how I feel when I think about the strange man, but I can't help but get almost....Desperate. It's a strange feeling. I saw him in my dreams again, standing there and smiling. I tried calling out to him but it's like He can't hear me!"
Luhan gave a tired sigh as he pinched the bridge of his nose, pushing himself into a standing position. He felt frustrated, still unsure who this offender was. Who was he? Why was he appearing everywhere he looked? Before he could go into another mental fit, Luhan stepped to the small fridge, opening it with a sigh. He grabbed a carton of orange juice, a slight grimace on his features. He had to catch a flight to a new location, set up their new stock program and get them running. It was a last minute decision, and it was bothering him.
With a frown on his features, Luhan stepped into his room, pulling his suitcase off his bed. It weighed down his arm as he stepped towards the door. He grabbed his had, matching his clad brown suit. He locked his door behind him, ensuring lights were off to save money on the power bill. Easy enough. He turned on his heel, his shoes clicking softly on the tile floor as he stepped to the elevator.
Luhan tapped the down button, a normal action he was used too. Though when the door opened, he could feel the blood in his face rush to his legs, leaving him pale. In the mirror, staring back at him was /him/. His eyes widened as the other stared back in almost as much shock as him.
And just like that it was gone.
Luhan ran a hand through his hair, trembling slightly. Again? That was more vivid than the last. He took a deep breath as he shook his head, stepping into the elevator. He coughed weakly, tears pricking his eyes as he did so. Why was his throat so dry? He gasped when the elevator dinged. That was fast. He stepped out, re-adjusting his necktie as he stepped into the lobby, giving a small smile to a passerby.
Luhan stepped into the brisk air, his hand lifting up to hail a taxi. What seemed like endless cabs and an amount of time passing by, one finally had the audacity to stop. He slipped into the back seat, refusing to look at the window in fear of seeing the strange man again. "First annual please. " He said simply as he looked at the driver. With a nod they joined into traffic, allowing Luhan to lean back in his sleep.
What was happening to him? He can't imagine someone he's never seen before. The mind only recreates, not create. He sighed as he rubbed his face, the time seeming to flow by. The entire time he had his mind on the strange being. It just scared him, how easily he was tormenting himself.
Luhan waved to the cabby, paying him the fare. He sighed as he stepped into the terminal, proceeding through the tedious tasks of making his way through security.
Of course hours full of a dull plane ride dulled him into absolute boredom, causing the sleep of pure dread to overcome him. He sighed gently as he drifted to sleep, listening as the noises in the world slowly drifted away.
An hour later, it seemed as though he had somehow survived the deadly dreams of the boy. It was maddening, how he appeared around every corner and every window. Not to mention his dreams. He felt the burning ambition to find him, put all of this to an end. It was a horrid experience, being haunted by someone he didn't even know.
Luhan stood up with a few other passengers, humming gently. He sighed as he pushed himself through the small crowd, eager to get off the stuffy plane. He forced himself to step through the doors into the terminal, a sigh in his throat. He frowned as he pushed himself to pick up his luggage, his eyes scanning for his all too familiar suitcase. He was exhausted, and couldn't wait to get to the hotel and eat enough to supply a small country.
Exhausted steps filled his ears as he dragged his suitcase behind him. His journal had fallen out of the side pocket, so he'd have to remind himself to get something new to write down his day. He sighed as he hailed a taxi, a sigh in his throat. As he sat down, he just shoved his bag next to him, deciding it was easier than fighting with the trunk.
Luhan hadn't noticed he fell asleep until he had a cabby complaining about not running a motel. He grumbled as he threw the rude driver a few dollars, grabbing his bag. Now in a bad mood, he dragged his bag with him into the lobby, stopping at the front desk to get his room key. He grimaced as he stopped at the elevator, deciding that it was easier than fighting with the stairs.
A short, torturous ride of shitty elevator music ensued, earning a growl through Luhan's throat. He grumbled as he pushed out, ignoring some lady and her kids. Just as fast as he had been in the taxi, he found his room, shoving his way in.
Luhan's intentions were to go to sleep and hopefully wake up in time to scope out possible locations. Or at least until he saw the boy, standing in his room. He dropped his bag as soon as he could, staring in horror. Was he really there? Or was it a hallucination? Hell, he didn't even know anymore.
It was maddening, making him want to tear his hair out.
Everywhere he looked.
He was there.
Luhan slowly blinked awake in the morning, a scowl on his face. What had happened last night? He sighed as he pushed himself up, rubbing the side of his head. He overslept by a few minutes, but he could skip writing in his journal to save ti-
Oh yeah he lost that.
Luhan stood up, searching through his bag to find proper clothing. He made himself look casual, since he didn't have a meeting until later that day. He grabbed his phone, humming as he stepped through the door. He made sure it shut and lock behind him, walking down and out the lobby. Wonderful.
The sun stood high above him as he stepped out. He shielded his eyes, surveying his surroundings. It was a small town, a few people even riding bikes down the road. Odd. He hummed to himself as he started the short trudge down the road. No where seemed like it would be a proper location for the company. Hell, this whole town was a bust.
It seemed like it would all be easy and flowing until his meeting. Until he saw it again. Him.
Luhan froze as he saw a man in front of him turn the corner, allowing a glimpse of his face, one he had known all too well. Before he could stop himself, his shoes were slamming into the pavement, his breath burning in his lungs. He panted as he chased after him, desperate to know who or what it was.
It definitely wasn't a hallucination this time. It would have vanished by then, but he was still there! So it had, it just HAD to be the real thing.
Luhan whipped around the corner just in time to
slam right into the very man he was chasing.
"Why do you keep following me?" He heard. It was a smooth voice, making his heart flutter in his chest. What the hell?
"Following you? You've been following me!" Luhan snapped back without thinking. The other had no idea about all these hallucinations, and here he was-
"For almost a month, you've been everywhere I look!" He heard the voice yell back. Luhan looked up in time, looking into the beautiful eyes that had plagued him for so long. He had the strong urge to lean forward at that moment, though he resisted.
It seemed as though the other had been in a similar trance, the two men standing there. It was so strange, making him hold his breath. "I'm Luhan. " He found himself saying before the other had time to even do anything.
"Ah? My name is Minseok, though everyone calls me Xiumin. " The other said in his oh-so lovely voice.
Luhan stared for a moment before he blinked out of his trance, shaking his head. "How did you know what I look like?" He said hesitantly. It was so odd, it was like the world itself slowed around them, and his heart was racing. What was happening?
"You're everywhere I look...." Xiumin said, a slight frown on his face. "In my mirrors, windows, television. Everywhere. " He said again before he folded his arms a bit. He swallowed visibly, staring at Luhan.
"How were you everywhere I look too?" Luhan questioned before he shook his head. "Can we....talk this over? Please? I'm just as desperate for answers as you. " Luhan pleaded quietly.
The other male was hesitant, that much was clear. He nodded slowly before he stepped to lead Luhan along. "Thank you. " Luhan breathed.
Luhan wished he could remember how they got here. How they ended up in an alley, their hands tangled in each other's hair, staring into each other's eyes. They leaned their foreheads together. When did Minseok's legs wrap around his waist. "You always took my breath away..." Luhan breathed, shifting to press Minseok's back against the brick wall, his head tilting.
"From now on....I want to be everywhere you look. In person. " Minseok purred back, his fingers tugging the other's court hair. He smiled gently before Luhan hugged him tight, their noses touching together as he leaned closer. "Everywhere I look I want you there. " He cooed gently.
Hearts were pounding, their hands shaking, eyes locked together until they slowly pressed into one another, their lips finally touching for the first time.
"Everywhere I look.
He's there.
And I couldn't be happier."
-Luhan December 12
aka
Their wedding day.