He would never forget his taste. In fact, it seemed quite impossible. Sehun sighed as he reminisced the thoughts of demure liquid dripping down his chin, the black pearls tight in his mouth. With one hand delicately wrapped around the base of his lover's body, he lifted him to his lips. on the straw, Sehun felt the pearls enter his mouth, one by one. It was his strange addiction; a burdensome dalliance he had with an inanimate object. He had never thought anything could be this delicious, had never once thought he'd claim this beauty as his. His grasp on the plastic cup tightened like a vice, the serendipity turning into desperation. Sehun's gulps quickened, his adam's apple bobbing up and down.

By the time that he had drained the cup from all of it's liquid, he felt a surge of pleasure rumble in his stomach. The cool evening night was comforting in strange ways, from the way that the moonlight shone through the cafe's windows, to the empty seats around him. He was in deep thought; should he order another one? It would be his fifth that day. Luhan had always told him to relax, to get over his weird habit. But it was impossible. While the whole world made him feel like he was carrying a boulder upon his frail shoulders, bubble tea had been his safe haven.

"I love you," he murmured, his thumb tracing the curve of broken plastic around the top.

Of course there was no reply. That was his lover's only flaw.

{i couldn't bring myself to write donald/luhan or even sehun/bubble tea so i wrote a fluffy drabble. otp right here guise. i love you sehun. ♡}