Luhan was extra excided today.

He woke up early and he took a hot bath and dressed well. The weather outside was getting so hot the past days as if it was waiting for the same thing as he. He stood in front of the calendar for a while, his eyes lingering over the date.

23rd of March, 2019.

It had been marked past December when Luhan firstly got his hands on the new calendar. He’d already gone through three and now this was the last he’d ever waste money on. After today, there was no need to know the date because it marked a new start, and the days from here on would be countless anyways.

He skipped breakfast—mostly because he couldn’t force any food down at this state, and exited the apartment complex. Outside, a black car was waiting for him and he jogged lightly and hopped inside.

“Good morning, Yifan!”

“Took you a while, didn’t it?” Yifan asked from behind the wheel as he started to take off.

“I just can’t believe he’s coming today!” Luhan chirped and smiled so wide. His eyes looked outside, almost as if he was searching for the plane that carried that special someone. However, Jongin was supposed to land in an hour so it was a useless search.

“It’s been already three years, huh? Seems much less to me.”

Luhan nodded in agreement as he fumbled with his phone, checking the time.

“Don’t worry, he’ll be here in an hour.”

Much like Jongin had asked him to do, Luhan did try to move past the Kris he used to do. At first, he despised the idea. However, after long international calls through Skype and over the phone, the younger managed to convince him to at least try. It was hard, but Luhan wanted to believe he’d succeeded since now, he could talk freely with Yifan and hang out with him w