Luhan POV:

             “You’re awake. Good, I’ll make some food.” Before my eyes were even open all the way, Sehun was walking out of the room. All I saw was the blur of his outline, tall and lanky. Suddenly at once, I remembered everything that has transpired the night before. It wasn’t so bad though, crying in front of my uncle I mean. I guess most people would classify my ‘type’ as a cry baby, but I wasn’t always so sensitive, so I begged to differ. Although I was pissed off at myself for just turning into a mess instead of doing what I actually meant to do. Rolling over onto my stomach, I reached for my phone on Sehun’s night stand. Our apartment was small, two bedrooms, a single bathroom with the bathtub and shower combined, a small kitchen with an even smaller fridge, and a living room that was basically a foot larger than my own room. But it did the job. I had never wanted to live anywhere else, and never had for that matter. Money wasn’t really on my mind, and I never cared when I was made fun of. Sehun always told me that those who get bullied turn out well and those who do the bullying don’t. While I knew that wasn’t always the case, I trusted him, and his words became my own mindset. That usually was the case.

            Hearing the sound of rice being poured into the rice cooker, I figured I should go help make breakfast. It was only when I flipped open my phone to see it was almost 12:00 that I realized we’d be making lunch, not breakfast. I noticed that Baekhyun had texted me 12 times, and called twice, but I wasn’t worried. He usually spammed me when I made an ultimatum- which honestly happened often. I always said I was going to do something, and was never able to do it. Whether it was standing up to a bully, skipping class, or confronting a problem, I just couldn’t go through with it.    

            Baek-
            Hey, how did it go? x12

            You-
            Did you have to ask the same question 12 times? I didn’t go through with it, big surprise.

Ring Ring~

             “Hello?”

“ARE YOU SERIOUS? WHAT THE F*** IS WRONG WITH YOU?”

“Hey, it’s not my fault!” I sat up from bed and whisper yelled into the phone because Sehun was right down the hall.

“What do you mean it’s not your fault? You said you were going to-”

“I know what I said! I just- it’s complicated, okay?!”

“Complicated my . You’re just too scared. If it bothers you, why can’t you just ask him?!”

“You know what, shut up. I’m hanging up.” I smacked the phone shut and flopped back down. I knew Baekhyun was right, I was just being a scaredy cat, and was only defensive because it was all true.

“Everything alright in there?”

“Y-Yeah, sorry. I’m getting out of bed now.”

“Okay, lunch is ready.”
 

Sehun POV:

             The bullet I dodged was just one in a line of many gun fires. Eventually I would have to come clean about everything, and maybe today was really the day to do it. The morning was relaxed, and Luhan seemed to have let out a lot of steam. I guess I just hadn’t prepared myself enough to go through with it so suddenly, but then again, how could I ever be prepared for what I had to say? Maybe I would start small, and then go large… Or maybe the other way around would be better?

             “Are you okay? Your eyes keep bulging in and out, it’s creepy.” It was almost funny, the fact that I was sitting right across from Luhan watching him eat his rice, while I had so many secrets running through my mind, and he didn’t know a thing.

             “Luhan there are a few things that I need to tell you.” I wasn’t ready, why was I talking?

             “What do you mean?” I definitely wasn’t ready.

             “They’re very important, and you’ll probably be really upset with me, and probably never want to see me again...” Maybe if I made him promise not to hate me, he wouldn’t? No, I was being so stupid.

             “I doubt that. You’re a pain sometimes, but you’re my only family.”

             “That’s what this is about…”

             “Okay…. You’re scaring me. You’re not going to tell me you stole me or something, right?”

             “No, it’s, well it’s not like that exactly-”

             “What do you mean exactly?! Oh my g- did you actually steal me? Am I like a wanted child? Oh my gosh. Wait until I tell Bae-

             “Luhan, no. It’s not like that… I-” I ran my fingers through my hair, sighing heavily. The words I wanted to say felt like they weighed 2 tons, and I could no longer bear it.

             “Sehun, you’re kind of scaring me… Just tell me, would you? I don’t like surprises.”

             “Ha, well surprise… Look, I just don’t know how to tell you this. It’s been on my mind ever since you were a baby, and with you turning 18, you deserve to know, and actually you should have known a long time ago.” I glanced up at Luhan to see how he was taking my disclaimer. He seemed scared, but his eyes looked calm. “Why don’t we sit in the living room.” Luhan and I moved out to the living room, him taking the couch across from the chair I chose to sit in. It was almost a way for me to stall, although my heart didn’t pound any less.

             “Please just tell me. I mean, I could never hate you.”

             “You might regret saying that, but I will tell you. First of all,l I don’t know how to tell you any of this, Luhan, and I wasn’t planning on telling you until a few weeks after your birthday… So.” I breathed in, and began explaining. “I’m guessing you’ve wondered why you’re living with me, and why it seems to just be the two of us. Have you?”

             “Sometimes, I guess. I suppose if I think about it, it is weird that you’re my uncle, but I’ve never heard of any of your siblings..?” I nodded in response at first, not really knowing where to begin.

             “So, you’re right. It is weird, and I don’t have siblings. I don’t know what happened to my parents either, they dropped me off at my grandparents when I was 12 and never looked back. You might remember my grandparents them? They were alive until you were 6.”

“Wait, why did your parents leave you with them?” I could tell Luhan had begun feeling bad for me, and I couldn’t help but want to tell him to hold back, so he could feel bad for himself in a minute.

“They just didn’t want me, I guess., but this isn’t about me. My mother had a friend that

was very sick, and when she died, she left her child to my mother. At that time, I had already been booted off to my grandparents, so she did the same with the child, and-”

“That child was me, huh?” I nodded, holding my breath for his reaction, but the room was just silent. Looking up to see his face, I realized that Luhan’s eyes had begun to water, and his nose began to turn red- although I expected he would cry.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.”

“No, it’s not that! I mean, you raised me on your own while raising yourself… And your

parents… I mean, at least I never knew mine so I have no feelings of attachement. I just… Is this real?” Luhan was holding his stomach as if he was getting sick, his eyes racing back and forth. “I think I’m going to throw up. I can’t comprehend this.”

“Um, I’ll get a trash-”

“No, I’m not really going to throw up, but I… So I mean, this means we’re not really related?” My heart was still thumping in my chest, as if it was going to jump out.

“Right.”

“... I don’t know if I like that.”

“You don’t have to feel any sort of way, please don’t feel burdened by me, I will handle whatever your feelings are.”

“Do you still want me?”

“Luhan!” I smacked my forehead, “Just because we aren’t related, doesn’t mean I love you any less. I’ve always known, and have always loved you.” Luhan nodded his head, seeming reassured by my words, despite the fact that my love had grown into something else.

“So my mother died, but what about my father?”

“I don’t know either, I never heard anything about him. Would you like to look for him?” Right after I finished my question, Luhan shook his head back and forth quickly,

“No.”

“Are you sure? At least think about it.”

“Okay, I guess I’ll think about it. Um… Can I go out for a little? I think I need to be alone for a little.”

“Of course… Just don’t wander too far, okay?” Luhan gently nodded his head, not looking up at me once. There were times when he was easy to read, because he’d often burst open with emotions, but other times, like when he didn’t make the soccer team, and now, his face was blank, as if he was void of emotion.

Luhan POV:

             After I got outside, I began walking. My walking soon turned to jogging, and before I knew it, I was running. I didn’t know where I was going, but I couldn’t help but feel a sense of need to get away from Sehun. Maybe I was angry at him, but I didn’t think I was. I understood why he would keep that information from me, and it really didn’t change anything. Yet I couldn’t help feel like I was just an unwanted kid from the start, but then again, I had no right to feel bad for myself, since Sehun’s childhood and life had been 100 times worse than mine. Before I knew it, I was at Baekhyun’s house. I guess all the times I went there in the past caused me to just know the way, but I was glad I had ended up there.

             “Baekhyun, are you home?” Sadly, his parents were divorced and his mom, whom he lived with, was usually out on the weekends. Needless to say, she was a young mom.

             “Luhan, what are you doing he- What’s wrong?”

“Do I look that awful?”

“Yes. It is, you look like hell.” Baekhyun sat me down in his room and I told him everything that happened. To my surprise, he wasn’t that surprised. I guess it was just me that had been in my own world for 18 years, not realizing how little sense my life actually made.

“So what now?”

“I don’t know. I guess life goes on, nothing I can really do, or really want to do. I just feel weird now, thinking about living in a house with someone that I have no relation to.”

“Yeah, but he raised you. You’re still family.” Family. I wondered what it was like to have a real family- no, actually… I suddenly sat up and smacked my hands down on the floor,

“Sehun is enough for me.”

“That was a sudden change… But hey, at least now you can tap that.”

“What the hell?!” I smacked Baekhyun in the face,

“OW!” He smacked me back. Before I knew it we were rolling around on the floor smacking each other, and wrestling. I never knew why guys wrestled for fun, it hurt and was quite strenuous, but-

“OW! you, that one hurt.” My scowl quickly turned to a smile, and soon enough we were laughing until we couldn’t catch our breath.

“But really though, Luhan,” Baekhyun bumped my arm with his while we were sitting on the floor, leaning against his bed, “I never wanted to say anything to you that might make you feel uncomfortable, but I’ve always thought you had some sort of complex with Sehun.”

“Are you crazy? That’s… Gross.”

“Is it? You’re not blood related… I don’t know. Luhan, he’s your entire world, you know? You act like a brat towards him sometimes, but if he was to ask something of you, or call you, you would drop everything.”

“He is my family…” The thought of seeing Sehun as anything other than my uncle… I guess I had just never thought about it- which was actually a good thing. If I had thought about it before, I would be worried for myself.

“I’m sorry, I’m not trying to make you confused, it’s just that I’ve honestly always thought you guys would end up together, as twisted as that might be.” For a bit, it was silent, our breathing being the only sound audible. Suddenly Baekhyun leaned towards me, “Wh-” He was kissing me? The feel of his lips on mine suddenly sent a sick feeling through me, causing me to push him away.

“What are you doing?!”

“So that was gross, right? I’m actually a little hurt… Okay, but now imagine kissing Sehun.” For a moment, I actually imagined it. “You’re blushing!”

“Shut up! I am not! It’s just because you’re doing weird things, so I-”

“Look, I’m not trying to make you like Sehun, I’m just saying~.” I rolled my eyes and scooted as far away from Baekhyun as I could. That ing ert. While he sat scrolling through his phone silently, I began thinking about what he had said. It was true that Sehun and I weren’t actually related, but didn’t the fact that he raised me basically override that? I mean, yes, I cared about him, but love? Something like that was impossible for me.

A/N: Hey guys! Hope you liked the first two chapters. Sorry the story moved so fast, but I didn’t want to bother with like three extra chapters, hope that’s okay!