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Title: no kissing in the hallway
Pairing: hunhan, Krislay
rating: pg-13
a/n: sequel of throughout the years
He is losing Luhan. Losing him for good.
Tired as Sehun is, he can’t sleep. He lays turning, twisting, holding his eyes closed and trying not to think about Luhan. But how can he not when Luhan is lying right by his side? Sehun grimaces as Luhan shuffles and wiggles around in his sleep, the younger’s arm pressed against his, the only point of contact between them.
He wonders if this will be the last time. How stupid of him? Of course, it will be. That is why Luhan kind of demanded to let him spend the night here.
“Come on, let me sleep over. Please. I will even call you Hyung.”
How can Sehun say no to his baby? Especially, since very soon his baby is going to leave him forever. Leave him to love, to marry Kim Jongin.
Sehun suddenly has the urge to go look for Kim Jongin and murder him and feed him to dogs.
He knows it’s his fault though.
He knows he should have tried. It took a whole lot for Luhan to forgive him and let him be the best friend again. Sehun didn’t want to ruin that. So like a stupid, he just watched when that stupid Jongin kid courted his Luhan, his baby in front of his eyes.
Six years has passed since then. And now they are here and Luhan is getting married tomorrow and Sehun will possibly have to spend rest of his life regretting it.
He is knocked out of his daze as he suddenly feels Luhan snuggling closer to him. He just sighs. This Luhan never listens. Why can this dumb baby understand doing things like these make Sehun wants to fuck him hard all day and night? That’s why he doesn’t even let Luhan sleep over in his place.
He looks down at Luhan, who is snoring lightly and drooling on his neck.
Fuck.
He doesn’t care anymore. His arms find their way around Luhan’s waist, hauling him into an embrace, sticking one knee between his legs and holding him firm and close. Close enough that his mind is no longer scared of losing Luhan. Luhan is his .
Even if its for only this one night.
He falls asleep fast and doesn’t dream of Luhan’s wedding.
-
Sehun is woken at the crack of the dawn by loud banging on the door. He groans and closes his eyes in pain and weariness. Luhan is still deep asleep. Sehun untangles himself from the younger, careful not to wake him up and makes his way to the main door.
Aunt Yixing has this sly smile in her face- Sehun has no idea why. Or may be does. Anyway, she pushes him away from the entrance to make her way inside.
“Where is my baby?”
Sehun scoffs. Luhan is twenty-four. He doesn’t understand why Uncle Kris and Aunt Yixing still baby Luhan so much. They didn’t even let Luhan move from that freaky old apartment.
Okay, he babies Luhan too! But it’s not as extreme.
“Where are you hiding my bride-to-be son?”
Aunt Yixing’s words bring him out of the daze.
Sehun rolls his eyes and mumbles, “If he hears you called him bride, I don’t think he will ever visit you after his wedding. And also your spoiled son is still sleeping,”
“Oh Please, Sehun! Like we are the only ones to spoil him!” She lets out a scandalized laugh.
Sehun sighs. Can he ever win against her?
He just listens as Luhan’s mother instructs him about meeting caterer and the florist and needing to collect the cake. She doesn’t forget to threaten him saying how Luhan will kill him if he messes up anything.
Just great. Sehun takes off for the bathroom and get himself ready. There is no way he can upset Luhan anyway today.
-
Sehun is pretty much screaming at everyone in the bakery. The cake isn’t ready! And Luhan is going to kill him if he can’t make it to the church before Luhan takes his vow.
“I think you need to breathe and calm down.” A voice behind him says. Turning around Sehun sees his mother standing.
“Mom? What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at the wedding already?” Sehun panics.
“Calm down, son! There are still two more hours! I was just on my way to the hairdresser and I saw you from outside.”
Sehun breathes a sigh of relief. He wants the wedding to be perfect so Luhan is happy. And as long as his baby is happy, Sehun is happy.
“Good. Now get going. I will be there soon. I just have get the cake…..”
“Sehun?”
“Mom, please! Can you not bother right now?” Sehun can’t hide the irritations in his tone. He tries to ignore how displeased she looks. He is sure his mother is now ready to give him a lecture. About how stupid he is being by taking everything smiley smiley. About how dumb he is because of not confessing to Luhan that he is crazily in love with the younger. About how much it sucks to be involved in the wedding when he is not the one getting to marry the beautiful boy.
Fuck. Sehun KNOWS.
He knows…
_
Sehun is very contented with how everything worked out. He is there in time. He won’t even miss the vows. He is even able to pick up the presents for the bridesmaids (he has no idea why is there any bridesmaids even when there is no bride. Luhan is the groom for god sake).
Sehun barely gets any time to go see Luhan in the dressing room as he runs here and there giving the waiters instructions. Or may be he does.
Even though the Jongin kid’s family is there already, he isn’t. Sehun wonders what surprises he is preparing to give Luhan on their wedding.
That Jongin kid is so good with surprises and stuffs, Sehun feels lame sometimes.
He smiles each time he hands the guests fruit punch. There are lots of people who came to wedding. Sehun knows Luhan is loved. There is no way anyone who knows Luhan will miss it for anything.
At times it makes him very proud that his precious baby is so loved.
_
Sehun thinks it’s a horrible joke as his eyes scan through the letter. Aunt Yixing pulled him in a corner earlier and handed him the letter, teary eyed.
Dear Luhan,
I am sorry. I am so sorry. I love you so much. More than my life. But I can’t do this. I am not ready. Please forgive me.
love,
Jongin.
“He must be pranking,” Sehun doesn’t know why his voice cracked.
“No! he is not. He left, Sehun. He left. He gave the letter to one of the waiter and told him to give it to me,” She sobs. “What do I do?”
“Does Luhan know yet?”
“No. Wufan is about to walk him out. Oh God. My baby is going to die.”
“Please Aunty, calm down!” Sehun panics. “Nothing is going to happen to Luhan. We will explain to him.”
“What are we going to explain? That Jongin ran away? That the wedding is off and his life is ruined?” Sehun thinks Aunt Yixing looks like she is going to pass out. He holds her tight so she doesn’t fall.
“Everything is going to be alright. Luhan’s life is not ruined,” Sehun mumbles, tears prickling his eyes. No matter how much Sehun hated the idea of Luhan being wedded to Kim Jongin, he didn’t want Luhan to get hurt like that.
Luhan.
Sehun dashes off to where Luhan is.
-
Luhan looks beautiful. The wedding suit fits him perfectly; it holds his figure gently but tightly. Sehun still remembers how much Luhan fussed when he gained a few pounds couple of month before his wedding. Luhan’s hair is sweeping to the side. His cheeks look pink and radiant. Even the happiness in his eyes are transparent. Sehun feels likes throwing up as he sees how Luhan blushes and squirms uncomfortably as Uncle Kris teases him.
“Sehun?”
Sehun realizes both father- son duo have noticed him already.
“You need anything?” Uncle Kris looks happy. Too happy.
Sehun wants to run away to somewhere really far.
“Sehun-ah, why do you look so pale?” Hearing Luhan’s soft voice, Sehun thinks he can do it. But when he opens his mouth, nothing comes out. He just clasps the letter tightly in his palm. He just wants to destroy it.
“What’s going on….Yixing why are you crying?”
Sehun turns around to find Luhan’s mother there too. Her eyeliner mashed up, nose red. She looks horrible.
Sehun silently hands the letter to Luhan’s father. Luhan just stares at the adults, confused. Sehun isn’t even shocked as he sees Uncle Kris suddenly losing his balance falling on to a chair, clutching on to the letter firmly.
“Papa! Papa, are you alright? What’s in the letter, Papa?” Luhan fusses over his father.
Sehun really wants to stop him from reading the letter. He doesn’t think he can see his baby breaking down- not on his supposedly wedding day.
But he does. He just watches as Luhan sobs, falling on the floor. Both Luhan’s parents just cry along silently as they watch their baby.
Sehun wants to murder Kim Jongin for doing this to his best friend, his baby. He is going to find that bastard and destroy him.
He kneels down in front of Luhan. But before he can say anything, Luhan jumps between his arms and cries holding Sehun, like there is no tomorrow.
And Sehun lets him. He motions Luhan father to go announce the news. With heavy heart Uncle Kris leaves the room with his wife. And Sehun just sits there holding Luhan tight.
_
The next few days go horribly. Luhan doesn’t talk or eat; just stays in his room and cry. Luhan’s parents are dead worried thinking about that time in high school. But Sehun keeps telling them he is not going to let it happen. No way. Jongin still hasn’t come back to the city. His parents were thoroughly embarrassed and they apologized millionth times.
Sehun can’t stand the depressed Luhan anymore. In fact, like Luhan’s parents he is also worried about Luhan getting ill.
He pretty much decides everything hastily.
He barges into Luhan’s room and sees the younger staring at his engagement ring. He really wants to go slap some sense into Luhan’s head. But instead he goes near Luhan’s closet and pulls out a small luggage from the top of the cupboard. He starts throwing random clothes into it. He knows Luhan is watching him. But he doesn’t bother giving him any explanation.
“What are you doing?”
Instead of answering, Sehun just walks to his best friend’s bed and tries to pull him up. “Get up, little shit.”
“What are you doing?” Luhan whines, clutching onto his pillow.
“Get up this instance. We are leaving.”
“What are you talking about, butthole?” Luhan yells as Sehun succeeds to pull him down on the floor.
“Shut up! Now get in that fucking bathroom and get ready.”
Sehun doesn’t bother listening to the little twat as he turns on the cold shower pushing Luhan inside. Luhan just screams and curses at him.
Sehun doesn’t even feels bad. After making sure Luhan took the shower he shoves some clean clothes at the boy.
The grumpy boy just grumbles and wears them.
“Dry your hair properly.”
A terrified Luhan complies. Why won’t he? Barely Sehun has ever been angry with him.
“What are you kids doing?”
“I don’t know. Ask this crazy man,” Sehun just rolls his eyes at the mumbling Luhan and turns to look at the doorway where stands Aunt Yixing.
Sehun can swear he can see some sort of relief in her eyes.
“I am taking this stupid with me and we won’t be back in a while.” He says, smiling gingerly.
Even though Luhan has his eyes widened, Aunt Yixing doesn’t seem even surprised. She just smiles. “Okay, you two have fun. But yaa Oh Sehun, you better bring my son back home.”
“I will , Aunty.” Sehun shout, grabbing Luhan’s hand as Aunt Yixing walks away.
“What? No! I am not going anywhere!”
_
Luhan keeps shifting in his seat, his legs already starting to get uncomfortable but he stays quiet. Sehun knows Luhan is pissed. But he doesn’t mind him. He has been driving for hours. Sehun doesn’t even know where they are going. He doesn’t care. He just wants Luhan to forget about the wedding.
Sehun realizes they don’t even have food. He manages to find a convenient store in the way and buys plenty of snacks and drinks and cans food. But when Luhan doesn’t take any from them, he feels angry.
“Luhan! Eat something!” he screams as he deliberately steps down on the accelerator. He has had enough with Luhan’s stubbornness.
“I am not a kid! Don’t yell at me.” Luhan cries, his voice crack as tears gather in the corner of his eyes.
“Well you are acting like one!”
“Fine. I am a stupid kid. Just leave me alone.”
“Lu…”
“I don't understand why are you doing all these? Why can’t you just leave me alone?”
“Shut up! Just shut up, Lu. I am not leaving you alone. Enough with the grievances. Nobody died yet. It was just a fucking wedding.”
Sehun should have known to control his mouth. He helplessly watches as Luhan cries.
“Baby…”
“Don’t talk to me. I know its just a wedding to you all. But I….” Luhan breaks down again. Sehun sighs and leans closer to the younger.
“I am sorry. I didn’t mean that baby. I am sorry,” he whispers, gathering the shaky Luhan between his arms.
They have been driving for four days. Sehun has no idea where they are. Sometimes they spend the night in the nearest motel.
Sehun cant even remember what he was thinking when he was planning this. Luhan is still the sad little fuck. He still cries(but hey a lot less than it was in the beginning). And all he eats are chips and cookies. He doesn’t bother touching canned fruits Sehun also bought.
Yelling doesn’t even work on him. So Sehun sometimes smacks him.
That works.
“Do you want to come out or stay inside?” Sehun asks the younger, as he steps outside the car for smoking.
“I am good,” Luhan mumbles as he hugs the plush toy Sehun got for him.
Sehun isn’t even that far when the loud scream reaches his ear. The cigarette falls of his fingers as he runs toward where he parked the car.
He is horrified as he sees this huge guy trying to force Luhan out of the car.
He can’t even remember what happened afterward; he just knows the guy lays bloodied on the street while Sehun holds his best friend tightly, very very close to him. He can even feel Luhan shaking.
“Sshh…baby. I am here,” he mumbles, patting Luhan’s back comfortingly.
-
“Why are you staring at me?” Luhan murmurs, feeling Sehun’s gaze on him.
“Do you still love me?”
Luhan’s eyes widens in surprise. Sehun feels pretty stupid asking the question. Of course he doesn’t or he wouldn’t be that close to marry Kim Jongin.
“Why are you asking?” Sehun notices how Luhan swallows. Is he nervous?
“I just wanted to know. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.” Sehun shrugs and concentrate on driving.
Next few hours pass in silence. Sehun is kind of starting to regret the whole trip suddenly. He doesn’t even know what he was expecting.
“I do!”
Sehun barely hears the two words. He wants to stop the car and make sure he heard right but he is scared its all going be just his imagination.
“I have always loved you more than Kim Jongin. Funny huh I was about to marry that guy?”
Sehun just listens.
“You never wanted me. If you did, you wouldn’t ever have let me date Jongin. In the beginning I was just pissed. But Later I did fall in love with him. With his kindness, his everything. He was just too sweet for me. He loved me more than anyone could. But I couldn’t love him as much. No wonder he ran away. He knew. He knew I couldn’t give him my whole heart.”
Sehun feels his heart clenching.
“I am stupid. So stupid. Good this wedding didn’t happen. Or it would be cheating him. In a way I feel relaxed and less guilty now.” Luhan chuckles. “I am just so dumb. I don’t even know why am I telling you all these when you only see me a best friend.”
Sehun loses it. He stops the car in the side way. Luhan looks at him questioningly.
“You!” He yells. “You are so stupid! But you know who is more stupid than you? I am.”
But before Luhan can ask why, Sehun unbuckles his seat belt, then Luhan’s and pulls the boy closer.
Sehun can feel Luhan freezing as he crashed his lips against the younger’s, his head still spinning wildly, mind crying out loud that this is a mistake, but not caring in the slightest the repercussions.
When Sehun pulls apart, Luhan is still sitting there frozen. Sehun really starts thinking it was a mistake.
But Luhan suddenly smiles, eyes sparkling with tears. “Do you like me too?” He whispers.
Sehun merely nods his head and whispers back, “I love you, stupid.”
This time Luhan is the one to jump on him and kiss him first.
They kiss all night. Sehun doesn’t want to drive anymore suddenly because it means fewer kisses. But Luhan kind of just smacks his head.
“Hey! I am your Hyung, remember?”
“Hyung my ass!” Luhan giggles and kisses him more. Their lips are swollen and red. They are hungry and smelly. But they could just careless.
_
“Papa is going to kill you.” Luhan mumbles between the kissing.
“I don’t care!”
They don’t even notice Wufan is staring at them wide eyes.
“Yaa! Stop eating my son’s face!” Luhan’s father screams as he pulls them apart. Luhan hides behind Sehun and Sehun just grins shamelessly. At his future father-in -law.
Wufan pushes Luhan inside the house and close the door behind him so Luhan won’t hear their conversation.
“That took way too long, you idiot.”
“Sorry, uncle.”
Sehun runs but he can still hear Uncle Kris screaming no kissing in the hallway.
Pairing: hunhan, Krislay
rating: pg-13
a/n: sequel of throughout the years
He is losing Luhan. Losing him for good.
Tired as Sehun is, he can’t sleep. He lays turning, twisting, holding his eyes closed and trying not to think about Luhan. But how can he not when Luhan is lying right by his side? Sehun grimaces as Luhan shuffles and wiggles around in his sleep, the younger’s arm pressed against his, the only point of contact between them.
He wonders if this will be the last time. How stupid of him? Of course, it will be. That is why Luhan kind of demanded to let him spend the night here.
“Come on, let me sleep over. Please. I will even call you Hyung.”
How can Sehun say no to his baby? Especially, since very soon his baby is going to leave him forever. Leave him to love, to marry Kim Jongin.
Sehun suddenly has the urge to go look for Kim Jongin and murder him and feed him to dogs.
He knows it’s his fault though.
He knows he should have tried. It took a whole lot for Luhan to forgive him and let him be the best friend again. Sehun didn’t want to ruin that. So like a stupid, he just watched when that stupid Jongin kid courted his Luhan, his baby in front of his eyes.
Six years has passed since then. And now they are here and Luhan is getting married tomorrow and Sehun will possibly have to spend rest of his life regretting it.
He is knocked out of his daze as he suddenly feels Luhan snuggling closer to him. He just sighs. This Luhan never listens. Why can this dumb baby understand doing things like these make Sehun wants to fuck him hard all day and night? That’s why he doesn’t even let Luhan sleep over in his place.
He looks down at Luhan, who is snoring lightly and drooling on his neck.
Fuck.
He doesn’t care anymore. His arms find their way around Luhan’s waist, hauling him into an embrace, sticking one knee between his legs and holding him firm and close. Close enough that his mind is no longer scared of losing Luhan. Luhan is his .
Even if its for only this one night.
He falls asleep fast and doesn’t dream of Luhan’s wedding.
-
Sehun is woken at the crack of the dawn by loud banging on the door. He groans and closes his eyes in pain and weariness. Luhan is still deep asleep. Sehun untangles himself from the younger, careful not to wake him up and makes his way to the main door.
Aunt Yixing has this sly smile in her face- Sehun has no idea why. Or may be does. Anyway, she pushes him away from the entrance to make her way inside.
“Where is my baby?”
Sehun scoffs. Luhan is twenty-four. He doesn’t understand why Uncle Kris and Aunt Yixing still baby Luhan so much. They didn’t even let Luhan move from that freaky old apartment.
Okay, he babies Luhan too! But it’s not as extreme.
“Where are you hiding my bride-to-be son?”
Aunt Yixing’s words bring him out of the daze.
Sehun rolls his eyes and mumbles, “If he hears you called him bride, I don’t think he will ever visit you after his wedding. And also your spoiled son is still sleeping,”
“Oh Please, Sehun! Like we are the only ones to spoil him!” She lets out a scandalized laugh.
Sehun sighs. Can he ever win against her?
He just listens as Luhan’s mother instructs him about meeting caterer and the florist and needing to collect the cake. She doesn’t forget to threaten him saying how Luhan will kill him if he messes up anything.
Just great. Sehun takes off for the bathroom and get himself ready. There is no way he can upset Luhan anyway today.
-
Sehun is pretty much screaming at everyone in the bakery. The cake isn’t ready! And Luhan is going to kill him if he can’t make it to the church before Luhan takes his vow.
“I think you need to breathe and calm down.” A voice behind him says. Turning around Sehun sees his mother standing.
“Mom? What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be at the wedding already?” Sehun panics.
“Calm down, son! There are still two more hours! I was just on my way to the hairdresser and I saw you from outside.”
Sehun breathes a sigh of relief. He wants the wedding to be perfect so Luhan is happy. And as long as his baby is happy, Sehun is happy.
“Good. Now get going. I will be there soon. I just have get the cake…..”
“Sehun?”
“Mom, please! Can you not bother right now?” Sehun can’t hide the irritations in his tone. He tries to ignore how displeased she looks. He is sure his mother is now ready to give him a lecture. About how stupid he is being by taking everything smiley smiley. About how dumb he is because of not confessing to Luhan that he is crazily in love with the younger. About how much it sucks to be involved in the wedding when he is not the one getting to marry the beautiful boy.
Fuck. Sehun KNOWS.
He knows…
_
Sehun is very contented with how everything worked out. He is there in time. He won’t even miss the vows. He is even able to pick up the presents for the bridesmaids (he has no idea why is there any bridesmaids even when there is no bride. Luhan is the groom for god sake).
Sehun barely gets any time to go see Luhan in the dressing room as he runs here and there giving the waiters instructions. Or may be he does.
Even though the Jongin kid’s family is there already, he isn’t. Sehun wonders what surprises he is preparing to give Luhan on their wedding.
That Jongin kid is so good with surprises and stuffs, Sehun feels lame sometimes.
He smiles each time he hands the guests fruit punch. There are lots of people who came to wedding. Sehun knows Luhan is loved. There is no way anyone who knows Luhan will miss it for anything.
At times it makes him very proud that his precious baby is so loved.
_
Sehun thinks it’s a horrible joke as his eyes scan through the letter. Aunt Yixing pulled him in a corner earlier and handed him the letter, teary eyed.
Dear Luhan,
I am sorry. I am so sorry. I love you so much. More than my life. But I can’t do this. I am not ready. Please forgive me.
love,
Jongin.
“He must be pranking,” Sehun doesn’t know why his voice cracked.
“No! he is not. He left, Sehun. He left. He gave the letter to one of the waiter and told him to give it to me,” She sobs. “What do I do?”
“Does Luhan know yet?”
“No. Wufan is about to walk him out. Oh God. My baby is going to die.”
“Please Aunty, calm down!” Sehun panics. “Nothing is going to happen to Luhan. We will explain to him.”
“What are we going to explain? That Jongin ran away? That the wedding is off and his life is ruined?” Sehun thinks Aunt Yixing looks like she is going to pass out. He holds her tight so she doesn’t fall.
“Everything is going to be alright. Luhan’s life is not ruined,” Sehun mumbles, tears prickling his eyes. No matter how much Sehun hated the idea of Luhan being wedded to Kim Jongin, he didn’t want Luhan to get hurt like that.
Luhan.
Sehun dashes off to where Luhan is.
-
Luhan looks beautiful. The wedding suit fits him perfectly; it holds his figure gently but tightly. Sehun still remembers how much Luhan fussed when he gained a few pounds couple of month before his wedding. Luhan’s hair is sweeping to the side. His cheeks look pink and radiant. Even the happiness in his eyes are transparent. Sehun feels likes throwing up as he sees how Luhan blushes and squirms uncomfortably as Uncle Kris teases him.
“Sehun?”
Sehun realizes both father- son duo have noticed him already.
“You need anything?” Uncle Kris looks happy. Too happy.
Sehun wants to run away to somewhere really far.
“Sehun-ah, why do you look so pale?” Hearing Luhan’s soft voice, Sehun thinks he can do it. But when he opens his mouth, nothing comes out. He just clasps the letter tightly in his palm. He just wants to destroy it.
“What’s going on….Yixing why are you crying?”
Sehun turns around to find Luhan’s mother there too. Her eyeliner mashed up, nose red. She looks horrible.
Sehun silently hands the letter to Luhan’s father. Luhan just stares at the adults, confused. Sehun isn’t even shocked as he sees Uncle Kris suddenly losing his balance falling on to a chair, clutching on to the letter firmly.
“Papa! Papa, are you alright? What’s in the letter, Papa?” Luhan fusses over his father.
Sehun really wants to stop him from reading the letter. He doesn’t think he can see his baby breaking down- not on his supposedly wedding day.
But he does. He just watches as Luhan sobs, falling on the floor. Both Luhan’s parents just cry along silently as they watch their baby.
Sehun wants to murder Kim Jongin for doing this to his best friend, his baby. He is going to find that bastard and destroy him.
He kneels down in front of Luhan. But before he can say anything, Luhan jumps between his arms and cries holding Sehun, like there is no tomorrow.
And Sehun lets him. He motions Luhan father to go announce the news. With heavy heart Uncle Kris leaves the room with his wife. And Sehun just sits there holding Luhan tight.
_
The next few days go horribly. Luhan doesn’t talk or eat; just stays in his room and cry. Luhan’s parents are dead worried thinking about that time in high school. But Sehun keeps telling them he is not going to let it happen. No way. Jongin still hasn’t come back to the city. His parents were thoroughly embarrassed and they apologized millionth times.
Sehun can’t stand the depressed Luhan anymore. In fact, like Luhan’s parents he is also worried about Luhan getting ill.
He pretty much decides everything hastily.
He barges into Luhan’s room and sees the younger staring at his engagement ring. He really wants to go slap some sense into Luhan’s head. But instead he goes near Luhan’s closet and pulls out a small luggage from the top of the cupboard. He starts throwing random clothes into it. He knows Luhan is watching him. But he doesn’t bother giving him any explanation.
“What are you doing?”
Instead of answering, Sehun just walks to his best friend’s bed and tries to pull him up. “Get up, little shit.”
“What are you doing?” Luhan whines, clutching onto his pillow.
“Get up this instance. We are leaving.”
“What are you talking about, butthole?” Luhan yells as Sehun succeeds to pull him down on the floor.
“Shut up! Now get in that fucking bathroom and get ready.”
Sehun doesn’t bother listening to the little twat as he turns on the cold shower pushing Luhan inside. Luhan just screams and curses at him.
Sehun doesn’t even feels bad. After making sure Luhan took the shower he shoves some clean clothes at the boy.
The grumpy boy just grumbles and wears them.
“Dry your hair properly.”
A terrified Luhan complies. Why won’t he? Barely Sehun has ever been angry with him.
“What are you kids doing?”
“I don’t know. Ask this crazy man,” Sehun just rolls his eyes at the mumbling Luhan and turns to look at the doorway where stands Aunt Yixing.
Sehun can swear he can see some sort of relief in her eyes.
“I am taking this stupid with me and we won’t be back in a while.” He says, smiling gingerly.
Even though Luhan has his eyes widened, Aunt Yixing doesn’t seem even surprised. She just smiles. “Okay, you two have fun. But yaa Oh Sehun, you better bring my son back home.”
“I will , Aunty.” Sehun shout, grabbing Luhan’s hand as Aunt Yixing walks away.
“What? No! I am not going anywhere!”
_
Luhan keeps shifting in his seat, his legs already starting to get uncomfortable but he stays quiet. Sehun knows Luhan is pissed. But he doesn’t mind him. He has been driving for hours. Sehun doesn’t even know where they are going. He doesn’t care. He just wants Luhan to forget about the wedding.
Sehun realizes they don’t even have food. He manages to find a convenient store in the way and buys plenty of snacks and drinks and cans food. But when Luhan doesn’t take any from them, he feels angry.
“Luhan! Eat something!” he screams as he deliberately steps down on the accelerator. He has had enough with Luhan’s stubbornness.
“I am not a kid! Don’t yell at me.” Luhan cries, his voice crack as tears gather in the corner of his eyes.
“Well you are acting like one!”
“Fine. I am a stupid kid. Just leave me alone.”
“Lu…”
“I don't understand why are you doing all these? Why can’t you just leave me alone?”
“Shut up! Just shut up, Lu. I am not leaving you alone. Enough with the grievances. Nobody died yet. It was just a fucking wedding.”
Sehun should have known to control his mouth. He helplessly watches as Luhan cries.
“Baby…”
“Don’t talk to me. I know its just a wedding to you all. But I….” Luhan breaks down again. Sehun sighs and leans closer to the younger.
“I am sorry. I didn’t mean that baby. I am sorry,” he whispers, gathering the shaky Luhan between his arms.
They have been driving for four days. Sehun has no idea where they are. Sometimes they spend the night in the nearest motel.
Sehun cant even remember what he was thinking when he was planning this. Luhan is still the sad little fuck. He still cries(but hey a lot less than it was in the beginning). And all he eats are chips and cookies. He doesn’t bother touching canned fruits Sehun also bought.
Yelling doesn’t even work on him. So Sehun sometimes smacks him.
That works.
“Do you want to come out or stay inside?” Sehun asks the younger, as he steps outside the car for smoking.
“I am good,” Luhan mumbles as he hugs the plush toy Sehun got for him.
Sehun isn’t even that far when the loud scream reaches his ear. The cigarette falls of his fingers as he runs toward where he parked the car.
He is horrified as he sees this huge guy trying to force Luhan out of the car.
He can’t even remember what happened afterward; he just knows the guy lays bloodied on the street while Sehun holds his best friend tightly, very very close to him. He can even feel Luhan shaking.
“Sshh…baby. I am here,” he mumbles, patting Luhan’s back comfortingly.
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“Why are you staring at me?” Luhan murmurs, feeling Sehun’s gaze on him.
“Do you still love me?”
Luhan’s eyes widens in surprise. Sehun feels pretty stupid asking the question. Of course he doesn’t or he wouldn’t be that close to marry Kim Jongin.
“Why are you asking?” Sehun notices how Luhan swallows. Is he nervous?
“I just wanted to know. You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.” Sehun shrugs and concentrate on driving.
Next few hours pass in silence. Sehun is kind of starting to regret the whole trip suddenly. He doesn’t even know what he was expecting.
“I do!”
Sehun barely hears the two words. He wants to stop the car and make sure he heard right but he is scared its all going be just his imagination.
“I have always loved you more than Kim Jongin. Funny huh I was about to marry that guy?”
Sehun just listens.
“You never wanted me. If you did, you wouldn’t ever have let me date Jongin. In the beginning I was just pissed. But Later I did fall in love with him. With his kindness, his everything. He was just too sweet for me. He loved me more than anyone could. But I couldn’t love him as much. No wonder he ran away. He knew. He knew I couldn’t give him my whole heart.”
Sehun feels his heart clenching.
“I am stupid. So stupid. Good this wedding didn’t happen. Or it would be cheating him. In a way I feel relaxed and less guilty now.” Luhan chuckles. “I am just so dumb. I don’t even know why am I telling you all these when you only see me a best friend.”
Sehun loses it. He stops the car in the side way. Luhan looks at him questioningly.
“You!” He yells. “You are so stupid! But you know who is more stupid than you? I am.”
But before Luhan can ask why, Sehun unbuckles his seat belt, then Luhan’s and pulls the boy closer.
Sehun can feel Luhan freezing as he crashed his lips against the younger’s, his head still spinning wildly, mind crying out loud that this is a mistake, but not caring in the slightest the repercussions.
When Sehun pulls apart, Luhan is still sitting there frozen. Sehun really starts thinking it was a mistake.
But Luhan suddenly smiles, eyes sparkling with tears. “Do you like me too?” He whispers.
Sehun merely nods his head and whispers back, “I love you, stupid.”
This time Luhan is the one to jump on him and kiss him first.
They kiss all night. Sehun doesn’t want to drive anymore suddenly because it means fewer kisses. But Luhan kind of just smacks his head.
“Hey! I am your Hyung, remember?”
“Hyung my ass!” Luhan giggles and kisses him more. Their lips are swollen and red. They are hungry and smelly. But they could just careless.
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“Papa is going to kill you.” Luhan mumbles between the kissing.
“I don’t care!”
They don’t even notice Wufan is staring at them wide eyes.
“Yaa! Stop eating my son’s face!” Luhan’s father screams as he pulls them apart. Luhan hides behind Sehun and Sehun just grins shamelessly. At his future father-in -law.
Wufan pushes Luhan inside the house and close the door behind him so Luhan won’t hear their conversation.
“That took way too long, you idiot.”
“Sorry, uncle.”
Sehun runs but he can still hear Uncle Kris screaming no kissing in the hallway.