Year 2

Our teenage years

 

Luhan came to Sehun with a bright smile saying "I messed up"
Sehun responded with a shyer smile "Me too"
They cheer up each other.

One night, Luhan cried so much that the next morning his eyes were damn swollen. He purposely pointed and laughed at them to make disappear any doubt about a potential tough night he spent.
His eyes met Sehun's ones and Sehun didn't say anything.

One day, Sehun arrived with swollen eyes. He did his things like he normally does.
His eyes met Luhan's ones and Luhan didn't say anything.

They both know what happened last night, how much the other cried.
If they do not talk about it, it is because they do not want.

They can cry so easily. But actually, they have never seen each other crying. They know how it would break their heart and they do not want this for the other one.

 

 

My friend is Sehun and I am Luhan. Alix, my precious friend, thank you for supporting me. I love you.

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Xyakori
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Chapter 7: I wish you well and thank you for sharing this. Makes me wish my most precious friend(family but she obviously doesn`t feel the same) could at least try to understand and support me just by being there. She`s gone though. I see her every other day for a little and we laugh and stuff but she is gone. I`m leaving for uni in 2-3 months. I don`t know if I can "get over" it, her. I love her in all ways, including romantically/ually whatever, but most of all she is the most precious person for me and she left me, blaming me when all I did was withdraw because she didn`t really care. After 12,5 years. Thanks. And a bunch(ton) of other crazy and maddening stuff happened during the last three years and I`m left struggling not to break down or freak out. Gonna find some friend/s(just anyone I can have a mind connection with, really) and if it doesn`t work I hope I will still be up for going to a psychiatrist and not in the pit of depression. Tried the psychologist, can`t do more than this. Sorry for writing my summary, better and easier than diary to comment on stories like this. Good luck!