Italics underlined is words spoken in Chinese

After dance class 

Luhan rushed out of the room before he was able to be followed by anyone, especially Sehun. Quickly changing his clothes, the chinese boy was able to be out of the locker room before anyone else could even enter. Sehun, however, was able to get his hands on the smaller boy.

"Yah! What's your problem?! Think you can just run away..." His anger quickly faded once more seeing Luhan's face streaked with tears. Without saying another word, he pulled the younger into a hug allowing his shirt to become damp with the younger's tears. For five minuets, the two stood like that, uncaring of the stares they were getting, no words were exchange between the two until Luhan detattched himself. 

"You should go and change." Sehun didn't push the topic anymore, but rather gave a look signaling that the conversation is not over yet. Leaving the chinese boy alone, Luhan pulled out his cell phone quickly dialing the familiar digits.

5 years already huh orange?"

With Sehun

The boy was completely and utterly confused. He didn't understand anything at the moment. But it wasn't why Luhan was crying that Sehun was stressing over about. He was stressing about the worried feeling that had came up in him seeing the younger's tears. This wasn't supposed to be occuring seeing at Sehun had caused the younger's tears for several years now. Shaking off the feeling he conviently shook off the feeling as just confusion. There was no way he cared about the boy truly. After all he was just a bet. Just a bet.

"I miss you a lot too. I have a lot to tell you. Yes I've been working on my Korean. I love you. See? Bye orange." Sehun allowed his head to peek around the corner hearing these words spoken. His head wrapped aroung that name. Orange. He knew it from somewhere, but couldn't pinpoint it. Too worried on who this orange might be Sehun ignored the small tug hearing Luhan state he loved someone else. 

With Tao

He grasped the steering wheel a bit tighter as his passenger would not stop questioning him. 

"Why can I not meet your family? Let me meet your family. I have to get a blessing. We've been talking for two months now. Isn't that enough time? My friend and his boyfriend have already started dating. I can't be upstage. I need to meet your family. Let's go meet you family." Most of the words fell upon death ears as the younger has learned how to tune him out. Especially when it come to meeting his family. Unfortunately, today was different, because not only was Kris able to go on 30 minuets non stop about the topic but the night before he managed to spam Tao's twitter, texts and facebook in regards to the topic. The poor martial arts expert woke up to over 100 text, tweets and notifications. And now the King was stabbing the younger in his arm with an extremely bony finger, repreating "Can I meet you family? Can I? Huh? Huh? Can I?" as strong as Tao was everybody has their limits and Tao's patience was pushed far beyond that line. So far that look back the line was now just a dot. 

"FINE. FINE. YOU CAN MEET MY GOD DAMN FAMILY TOMORROW. JUST STOP POKING ME GOD DAMN IT!" Satisfied Kris sat back in his seat with a smirk. Taking a sip from his water nothing prepares him for what escaped from Tao's mouth next. "I'm in a family a six guys." a spew of water hit the windshield as Kris looked at the drive flabbergasted. 

"WHAT?!" 

"My appa is 22 and my umma is 21." 

"YOU ARE 17! THAT DOES NOT WORK." 

" and I'm not the most violent in my family." knowing of Tao's martial arts background, Kris couldn't help but doubt his efforts. "Oh. And you're cleaning my windshield." 

With Sehun

The king felt no need to stay for the study session that day, so as he returned home he was greeted with a suited Xiumin. 

"Hey fatty where are you going dressed so nice?" Xiumin didn't comment on the insult however he informed the younger that he was going out. Fixing his tie the Chinese boy continued to ignoring the eyes burning holes into his back. "What do you mean out fatty? As long as you're here I'm responsible for your fat ." Although no verbal response was given, Xiumin flinched each time the word fat came out of his mouth. Turning away from the mirror Xiumin had to contain himself from cussing out the younger. 

"I'm going somewhere important with an important friend. " Sehun scoffed hearing that Xiumin believed he had friends in Korea. 

"Well you better tell that friend of yours that you cannot go." Xiumin's glare darkened. 

"I don't think your boyfriend will appreciate that." 

"Where the do you think you're going with my boyfriend." Sehun's eyes were now red his arm raging about. Xiumin couldn't help but smirk at the younger's reaction. Taking a bold step closer the two were now nose to nose. 

"Why do you worry so much? Seeing as you are just dating him for a bet. Why get so angry when someone who actually cares for him takes his time?" Xiumin watched as Sehun's resolve crumbled for a second, that was until he was slugged to the floor. Sehun did understand his actions, but the two's scrabble was brought to an early end as a knock came from the door. Sehun opened the door to reveal a nicely dressed Luhan. 

"Hey babe." Luhan placed a loving kiss on Sehun's cheek before checking to see if Xiumin was ready to go. Stepping up from the floor, Xiumin escorted the younger out of the door to th awaiting car. Looking back his shoulder Xiumin smirked seeing the red ooze out of Sehun's eye, however he didn't notice the hint of green.