In which Sehun is a loser who likes Starbucks and a certain football player.

Maybe a white lie protects him, but does it do more harm than good?   “Hey.” Kyungsoo greets softly, smiling blissfully up at the tan boy and his thumb against his cheekbone. The tan boy says nothing, but watches him carefully, unspoken emotions hidden behind brown irises. They stay like this for the rest of the night, settling down in each other’s presence, letting the comfortable silence speak for their love.

"What are dreams made of?" “Memories, dreams are made of memories." “Why is that so?” “Maybe because we have so many thoughts a day, we tend to forget the important ones; those that we want to keep, but we forget to. Maybe our brains are piecing them all together, and reminding us that we left something important behind.” 

 In which Sehun has an obsession with sushi and California temaki (hand rolls), and Luhan thinks he has competition in Sehun’s heart.

The first time, I didn’t know your name. The many times I saw you, you were this nameless person; a mystery. So… You’re finally not that nameless mystery - Luhan. Now, I truly know your name - 鹿晗.   A relatively short oneshot about the progress of Sehun getting to know Luhan's name and their relationship. Lousy description, I know OTL

Luhan was the only one who kept Sehun sane, in control. Another thing that laid in his hands, was Sehun's heart. As Sehun struggled with who he was, he tried to find an antidote before he really injured, or killed, someone. Along the way, he meets Luhan who Sehun enjoys being with, maybe a little too much. Their relationship develops into something more, but Sehun is afraid, afraid for Luhan.