I find myself waking up in Luhan’s bed once again, opening my eyes to see a sleeping Luhan lie across from me.  I smile to myself, and wonder if this is what it would be like to live with Luhan; waking up every morning to his beautiful face, making breakfast and surprising him with homemade pancakes made from scratch, my heart taking flight when he tells me they taste delicious even though I know I used too much flour.  I laugh at my own daydream, knowing that it can never be a reality no matter how much I would love it to be.  


My hand reaches out from under the covers, fingertips gliding over the silky smooth skin of his face, tracing the outline of the profile I adore so much.  I move upward and reach his honey colored hair, taking a few strands in my fingers, relishing in the pure softness of it.  My eyes trace every contour of him, smiling at the simple innocence of everything about him.  The sunlight from the window, separated by the lined blinds, falls on his face just enough to make his skin glow.  


I can’t help but bring myself close enough to lightly brush my lips against his, lingering in his sweet scent before pulling back, watching as his eyes flutter open.  Once his eyes reach mine, a sleepy smile graces his lips and I can’t help but smile back.  We look at each other- simply look- no words, no movement, just the simple meeting of our eyes that say everything that can’t be expressed by words.   I’m searching for some kind of doubt in his eyes; anything that would tell me he would take back everything in a heartbeat.  I find nothing, relief washing over me as I realize that everything that’s happened in the last few days weren’t just a hazy dream although it certainly felt like one.


“Good morning.”


“Good morning.”
 

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“Why are these so heavy.....”


Luhan limps in front of me, arms weighed down by the bags of groceries we’re carrying from the convenience store.  


“Your mom has been so nice to me.  It’s the least I can do for her.”


Compared to Luhan, my arms are practically lined from the wrist to the elbow with grocery bag handles.  I wasn’t about to let Luhan carry too much, although what he has right now is already more than he can handle- or enough to make him whine.  


I chuckle at the melodramatic way Luhan stumbles forward with every step, back arched as if he’s been carrying the world on his shoulders.  I look down at the ground, a light layer of snow left over from last night, and place my feet within the footprints Luhan created before me.  It’s enough to distract me from the pain in my arms because in no time, we end up in front of Luhan’s house once more.  He practically throws the bags on the white counter, clearly too tired to have any consideration for the items inside, and plops down on the hot pink couch in the living room.  I do the same but with a little more care, taking a seat beside Luhan on the couch.  Luhan sighs and falls toward me, head landing on my lap as he looks up at me.  His feet find their way on the armrest, leaving him practically fully stretched across the length of the couch.


“Anything special you want to do today?”


Luhan  cradles his chin with his fingers and his imaginary beard.  I can’t help but laugh at the thought of Luhan with any kind of facial hair at all, let alone a beard.


“Is it alright if we just stay like this for a while?”


I run my fingers through his hair before answering.



“Sure.”

A/N
kind of a filler chapter~
just wanted some fluff before anything else happens ^^
I'll try to updat everyday this week but I'm pretty busy...

PACKING FOR KOREA!!!!!!!!

I'm so excited no words can even describe my emotions

see you all tomorrow~