Luhan stared at the outside of his house with Xiumin as they were sitting inside of the taxi. Xiumin had taken the ride with him to go and see his home so that Luhan could talk to his brother, “You really can’t stay with me?”    Xiumin rolled his eyes. They had been over this same topic since they agreed to go and see Sehun, “No I can not stay. This is my lunch and I have to be back for my noon classes.”   “But don’t you want to meet Sehun?” Luhan gave hopeful eyes to which Xiumin rolled his yet again.   “Look, I am sure I will meet Sehun soon, ok?” He reached across Luhan and opened his door, gently pushing the boy out of the taxi, “besides, I would like to meet him when you actually like him. That way we can all hang out together?”   Luhan was on the verge of protesting that idea but Xiumin had quickly shoved him out of the car and told the taxi to step on the gas. He stuck his head out of the moving car, waving and smiling happily as if he didn’t just cut off the copper haired man.   “Bye Lulu! Hwaiting!” he cheered throwing a fist up as the car increased speed down the street.   Luhan unconsciously pouted before turning to stomp to the front door. He didn’t know what he would say to Sehun, only the things that he and Xiumin rehearsed. He knew he came across as an easy to learn student, and he was. He just wasn’t a quick to apply student. Luhan knew quite well everything he could do and say to make this relationship between him and his brother work, but as far as actually doing them…well lets say he just managed to convince Xiumin that he would do them…   He pulled down his black patterned sweater, fixing his bow tie in place as he cleared his throat. Knocking on the door he talked to himself in his head about giving a pleasant smile to whoever came to the door.   “Who is it?” a feminine voice came through the door.   Luhan’s smile faltered slightly hearing her voice… “Lu-Luhan,” he stuttered.   She quickly opened the door, “what do you want?”   The sneer in her voice was nearly enough for him to bare his teeth in anger, but ‘pleasant smile’ kept playing through his brain.   “Hey you,” his smile was tight, but he forced himself to relax, “is Sehun here?”   “What do you want with him? He doesn’t want to see you, no one does.”   His noise flared at her statement, but his smile stayed ever present, “I didn’t ask you if he wanted to see me, I asked you if he was here? If he is, can you kindly run off and go retrieve him?”   She scoffed, “I don’t care what you asked me! No one wants to see you.”    Luhan scratched his head in irritation. He didn’t want to tell her anything that he and Xiumin didn’t practice last night. The deal was to stay sweet to anyone that opened the door, get to Sehun, and have a discussion with him.    “Don’t you think it would be nice if we all got along for the sake of the baby? You know I would hate for my child to see its mother treating its father like this, don’t you think?” he tried a reasonable approach.   She didn’t bother dignifying him with a response, just a hard stare, “Luhan, I didn’t ask to get pregnant by you, so you can save your speech.”   “And I didn’t ask you to sleep with me so you could have saved your ity, but sometimes we get things we don’t ask for, huh? Go get Sehun. And I’m not asking,” he gave her an equal stare not bothering to finish that last sentence figuring she got the point.   She turned from the door calling out Sehun’s name. He noticed that she didn’t even bother to invite him in, but he didn’t dwell on that matter. At least, after so much wasted time, she did what he asked without him losing his cool too much.   Sehun appeared at the door shortly after being called, shock evident on his face before it was covered with indifference.   “What do you want?” the younger boy asked.   Immediately Luhan’s brain went over the things Xiumin told him to do and say.   ‘First, show that you are not here to fight.’   He cleared his throat again, taking on a smaller tone, “Sehun, I wanted to talk to you about the night you came to Agit.”   “What about it?”   ‘Second, get on a comfortable level with him.’   “Can I come in? I need to speak with you in private.”   “Why can’t we just talk out here?”   “Is mom home?” he asked.   Sehun look like he thought for a second before remembering, “No she went out.”   “Well, I don’t want anyone to hear what I have to say but you. So I need to privately speak to you,” he whispered, drawing in Sehun’s curiosity.     The taller male gave him a suspicious look before motioning Luhan in and leading him up to his bedroom.   Everything still looked the same, nothing was out of place. Luhan looked around the room, sitting down on the bed as Sehun made his way to his desk chair on the opposite side of the bed.   “Well? What is that you have to say?” the younger boy was slightly antsy and impatient watching his older brother sittin