Just Today
Hi~ I'm not leaving the Arashi fandom in any way, it's just HunHan was giving me too many feels~ TT.TT Set during the idol championship.
So...please enjoy!
~Inspired by THIS AMAZINGLY AMAZING HUNHAN MOMENT~
1.
“Ah~” sighed the youngest member of Exo as he plonked himself down beside Luhan, “I’m so tired.” Luhan smiled and raised his arms slightly to give him a gentle pat.
“Hyung,” Sehun whined, “Lend me your shoulder!”
“Such a brat,” the Beijing boy replied, but there was softness in his tone as he complied.
The sun beamed down on them. Their orange (B team) jumpsuits were drowning in their sweat. It was (to put it simply) hot.
And they were expected to do sport?
Fan-bloody-tastic.
Gently, Luhan picked up their fallen umbrellas and placed them over his and Sehun’s heads. The boy did not stir and Luhan smiled.
“Such a brat,” he repeated fondly.
2.
Luhan toppled over as a bottle smacked him in the face.
“What the hell was that- Luhan was met with playful twinkling eyes-…for…” he finished.
“Shove,” instructed Sehun firmly. Luhan grunted, but wisely decided not to respond to his rudeness and instead did as he was told.
“You’re going to do well,” Sehun stated suddenly. Luhan looked at him questioningly.
“You’re going to do well and it’ll all be because of me and these inspirational words,” he declared.
Luhan scoffed, “What makes you think I’ll do well in futsal because of you?”
“Because it’s the maknae’s job to know these things,” he replied simply, giving Luhan the biggest shit-eating grin. Luhan sighed as he picked at the grass on the oval.
“Fine, alright,” he gave in, “But I have a declaration now.” Sehun gave him that adoring smile that was only directed at him to tell him to go on. He did as he leaned into Sehun’s ear, his voice a little husky.
“You’re going to be mine during the whole of the idol championships.”
3.
“You’re horrible.”
Luhan raised a brow, “And why is that?”
Sehun pouted, “First you ignore me for, like, months. And then during the idol championships you’re like my best friend agai-”
“Bubble tea?” Luhan cut in.
“Eh?”
“Do you want to get bubble tea some time?”
The Korean boy huffed, “Well, as long as the shop sells the original flavour.”
Luhan laughed, “Every shop has original!”
Sehun smirked, “I know. That’s why the answer to your question is a definite yes.”
So...please enjoy!
~Inspired by THIS AMAZINGLY AMAZING HUNHAN MOMENT~
1.
“Ah~” sighed the youngest member of Exo as he plonked himself down beside Luhan, “I’m so tired.” Luhan smiled and raised his arms slightly to give him a gentle pat.
“Hyung,” Sehun whined, “Lend me your shoulder!”
“Such a brat,” the Beijing boy replied, but there was softness in his tone as he complied.
The sun beamed down on them. Their orange (B team) jumpsuits were drowning in their sweat. It was (to put it simply) hot.
And they were expected to do sport?
Fan-bloody-tastic.
Gently, Luhan picked up their fallen umbrellas and placed them over his and Sehun’s heads. The boy did not stir and Luhan smiled.
“Such a brat,” he repeated fondly.
2.
Luhan toppled over as a bottle smacked him in the face.
“What the hell was that- Luhan was met with playful twinkling eyes-…for…” he finished.
“Shove,” instructed Sehun firmly. Luhan grunted, but wisely decided not to respond to his rudeness and instead did as he was told.
“You’re going to do well,” Sehun stated suddenly. Luhan looked at him questioningly.
“You’re going to do well and it’ll all be because of me and these inspirational words,” he declared.
Luhan scoffed, “What makes you think I’ll do well in futsal because of you?”
“Because it’s the maknae’s job to know these things,” he replied simply, giving Luhan the biggest shit-eating grin. Luhan sighed as he picked at the grass on the oval.
“Fine, alright,” he gave in, “But I have a declaration now.” Sehun gave him that adoring smile that was only directed at him to tell him to go on. He did as he leaned into Sehun’s ear, his voice a little husky.
“You’re going to be mine during the whole of the idol championships.”
3.
“You’re horrible.”
Luhan raised a brow, “And why is that?”
Sehun pouted, “First you ignore me for, like, months. And then during the idol championships you’re like my best friend agai-”
“Bubble tea?” Luhan cut in.
“Eh?”
“Do you want to get bubble tea some time?”
The Korean boy huffed, “Well, as long as the shop sells the original flavour.”
Luhan laughed, “Every shop has original!”
Sehun smirked, “I know. That’s why the answer to your question is a definite yes.”