Sehun sat grasping the knees, placed his chin on top. His mind was somewhere far away from his body as he just stared at nothing particular in front and let many thoughts flow inside his head. His phone was ringing for few times now but he didn’t bother to check who was calling.

The story about his birth mom did satisfy his desire to learn about where he came from but it also made him feel self-pity more than ever. Even though there were many times that he wished to have a normal life, a normal family when looking at his friends but never did he think he was unblessed, not once because having his moms were the most incredible thing that could happen to him.

However, up til now he realized he had restrained himself from releasing his anger out. Those times in the past when he got involve in countless fights with his classmates were just to shut their bad mouthing up. After twenty years he finally found out the answer for his question but why didn’t he feel happy at all. The more he thought about it, the more it hurt him. It tightened his heart to such an extent he thought it stopped beating.

Another tear made its way down to his cheek. This time he didn’t hold on, didn’t try to wash it away. He wanted to let all of pent-up resentment in his heart explode.

Luhan was standing at the corner of the room. In the dark, he could see the younger boy’s shoulders were trembling. Slowly approached him, the Chinese sat down and tenderly wrapped his arms around the other. He was glad that Sehun could pour out everything that had been weighing down inside him for a long time and it made him feel special to be the one who the other could rely on.

They stayed in that position for a while until Sehun completely regained his composure. The Korean male broke the embrace, mumbled.

“I’m okay now hyung.”

However Luhan slid closer and one again hugged him tightly. He was tired of playing around or running away. Many things had happened lately told him that there was chance the latter felt the same as he did and now it was the time to do the confession.

The breath of the older ghosted against Sehun’s neck, sending shiver down to his spine and sent his mind one thousand miles away.

“Sehun ah, what were you going to say back then?”

"Hu..huh?” Sehun sputtered an incohent word, couldn’t believe Luhan making such a sudden move like this.

Still kept his soft voice which the younger one found very seductive, the Chinese boy continued whispering

“The thing before your uncle came. What were you trying to tell me? Was that the same thing I’m thinking right now?”

“Wh...what are you thinking?”

“I don’t know you tell me.”

Waiting for a long minute but didn’t get what he wanted, Luhan loosened his embrace, looked at the other disappointedly and stood up to leave. But before he could take the second step, Sehun already reached out and gripped his wrist, pulling him back.

………………

“I like you, hyung.”

***********

They were sitting in front of each other, having their home made dinner. Well actually just Sehun eating, Luhan on the other hand was enjoyed watching the younger boy while smiling all the time.

After the confessing their feeling to each other, they spent few hours cuddling and kissing on the bed until their lips were swollen and Sehun’s stomach grumbled. Luhan had suggested warming up the food he had cook last night for both of them and the latter couldn’t agree more.

 Noticing his hyung, no his official boyfriend, didn’t touch his food and just staring at him, Sehun put down his spoon, arching his brow questioningly.

“Is there something on my face?”

Still kept his loving smile, Luhan shook his head slightly

“No, I’m just happy.”

“And it’s because….” Sehun tilted his head aside, smirking.

“Do you have to ask?” the Chinese boy pouted, gave the other a sideway look “Because I’m finally with you.”

Waiting for that, the younger one burst out laughing. Seeing from the start, it was still unbelievable that he could accept the other’s presence, even though it’s not easy. But after all he wondered whether God sent this angel in front of him to make up for the unfairness he had been through. Sometimes he wanted to protect him but on the other hand, somehow staying with Luhan made him feel safe and sound.

Luhan coddled himself but then realized this was the first time the Korean boy actually laughed freely with him like that. He decided to leave it aside and took a mental note to wheedle Sehun into cuddling later.

“Ah, before I forget” he clapped his hand, happened to remember the no less important thing he had been making plan from the beginning “I want to ask you for a favor.”

“What is it?”

“Could you be the model for my final design next semester?”

Even though they’re together now, which meant they’re more than just friends, Luhan was still afraid of being rejected. He well knew the other was a kind of enjoying staying in his own world and not used to expose his emotions. However, beyond his expectation, Sehun tapped his chin for a second and then nodded his head.

“Okay, no problem.”

The Chinese boy gasped, he even prepared himself a speech to talk the younger one into this. He narrowed his eyes, asked again, hoping he didn’t misheard it.

“Are you sure?”

Sehun stood up and put his finished dishes into the sink then turned around chuckling

“Of course. What kind of a person I am that refuses to do a little favor for his boyfriend huh?”

But then the view of the Chinese boy sighing out with relief caught his eyes. He crossed his arms, leaned back on the sink and lowered his voice.

“Why I have the feeling that I’m being lured into something evil, hyung.”

Luhan was snapped back, waved off his hands vigorously.

“No, not like that.” he bit his lower lip “It’s just…I was surprised that you accept it immediately. It’s so unlike you.”

Right, it was so unlike him and he blamed the other one for that. Since the day the photographer came into his life, he couldn’t be himself any more. The stable wall he built around his heart little by little was shattered down and until now, he was glad that the boy who was drawing pointless circles on the table didn’t give up on him.

“You’re right” Sehun nodded repeatedly out of satisfaction “It’s too easy for you. I should attach some conditions.”

“What? No, Sehunnie….” Luhan whined “I didn’t mean that…”

His voice was trailed off as he saw the latter was shaking his index finger, sending a sign of him being too late to deny.

“Fine!” he pouted, mumbled something in Chinese so the younger one couldn’t understand.

Sehun slowly approached his place, bended down and whispered against his ears. When his boyfriend broke the space between them, Luhan could feel blood rushing up to his face made it redder than ever and he had to use both his hands to cover it. Seeing what he wanted to see, Sehun smirking, planted a sudden kiss on the other’s hand before walking to the center of the room, plopping on the sofa and called after the older one teasingly.

“When you finish flushing, please come and join me here, okay.”

***********

The bed used for one now had to fit two bodies with both of them lying on their side, Sehun’s arm was Luhan’s pillow. The Chinese boy snuggled up to the other, dug his head deep into the space between Sehun’s neck and shoulder, inhaled the smell of his shower cream.

“I think I’m gonna be addicted to you soon Sehun ah.” the older male giggled

Sehun chuckled, pulled the blanket up over their shoulders, wrapped his arm around the latter’s waist. Even though didn’t say it out loud, he couldn’t deny that he was really enjoying having his boyfriend sleeping beside like this.

“That means I have to do something to cut you off me because you will be back to your dorm in few days and I don’t want you to cry every night while missing me.”

“Yah.” Luhan jerked his head backward, exclaimed “I’m not a baby.”

This earned another laugh from the younger one.  Sehun pulled the Chinese boy back to his previous position, playfully planted a kiss on top of his head.

“You’re not just any baby. You’re my baby.”

“But I’m older.”

“Does it matter?”

Silent for a second, Luhan slightly shook his head, slid his hand up putting against the other’s chest, played with the button on Sehun’s pajamas, whispering.

“Sehun ah…”

“Hmm?”

“I have something to confess.”

The Korean boy loosened his grip, raised his voice doubtfully

“You have an evil plan with the whole photo shooting, don’t you?”

Pouting at the lost of the comfortable embrace and also the fact of being under suspicion for his pure concept, the older male looked up, biting his lower lip.

“No, it’s about last night.”

That was enough for Sehun to go panicked. , I did do something bad to him.

He sputtered, silently hoped it was nothing related to violence.

“O…okay.”

“Actually, I’m the one who helped you change your clothes.” the smaller boy tried to say with his best angelic voice “I tried to wake you up several times but no success. I have no choice…”

“So you have seen me ?”

Luhan was startled a bit at the muffled tone of his boyfriend, unconsciously sneaked closer.

“Not…entirely. I did keep your underpants and half closed my eyes. Plus, it’s dark so…”

He couldn’t finish the sentence because it’s too embarrassing to come to a conclusion that he didn’t see anything, because that was so not true. Of course he saw more than he wished for and to be honest, it had turned him on a little bit.

Finding it amused teasing the Chinese boy, Sehun cleared his throat with a cough to hide his urge to laugh hard.

“But still, it’s not fair.”

“Huh?” Luhan jerked his head again, didn’t understand what the other was talking about.

“Don’t you see it.” the younger male pretended to be hurt “Why I’m the one who was seen ?”

It took Luhan no time to get the hint in the other one’s sentence. He hit his fist against Sehun’s chest, flushing deep. Even though knowing that his boyfriend was just playing around with him, out of nowhere the image of both of them cuddling… well ly popped up in his mind and his body reacted to it naturally.

He quickly shifted his crotch a bit to his side to avoid the touch. To his dismay, Sehun already realized his weird move, slid arm around his waist to pull him back, smirking.

“Just kidding hyung. I won’t do anything .”

Luhan didn’t reply to that, his mind was too focusing on how to get away the semi- down there. He didn’t want the Korean boy thought he was a kind of ert, which he was not, just after a day they got together.

Ahhh, it’s gonna be a long night.