When Luhan and Sehun finally came back from their Jeju trip, they did not expect Kris, with a bouquet of flower on his hand, greeting them enthusiastically in the airport. The presence of him dampened Sehun’s mood; even passerby would notice the dark atmosphere surrounding him.

He glanced at Luhan hopefully, but was disappointed when he gave his boyfriend one of the warmest smiles Sehun had ever seen. The Luhan right now was so different from back then. He couldn’t forget the image of Luhan: sun-kissed complexion, tousled hair and long eyelashes. All he ever had for the past six years was the memory of a fragile boy, black and blue.

“Hello baby,” said Kris, embracing his lover. They lingered for quite a while and it irked Sehun, “and hello director, how was the meeting in Jeju?”

“It was okay,” Sehun curtly responded, “I thought you are supposed to be in Taiwan?”

Kris chuckled, “Something came up and the negotiation was cancelled. I took the first plane to Korea this morning”

“Did you get enough sleep, Kris? You seem rather exhausted,” said Luhan

“I am. My schedule for this month is a total agony, not to mention Ms. Hong has already started planning for next month,” Kris sighed, “Not that I hate it, but the time I can spend with you become scarcer these days”

‘And he’s been spending more time with me instead, jackass’ Sehun smirked, which did not go unnoticed by Luhan

“I think we should go back, see you director,” said Luhan rather hastily, dragging Kris away from Sehun. He shivered at the situation just now: his husband just proposed to him (well, it was supposed to be a proposal right?) and just now he was embracing his boyfriend in front of his husband. Luhan mentally congratulated himself for being the biggest in this world.

“Where do you want to go, Kris?”

“I barely have any energy left, let’s go to your apartment”

Luhan let out a satisfied sigh as he settled down on his sofa, head lolling softly on Kris’ broad shoulder. He didn’t realize how much he missed Kris until the latter gave him a peck in front of his apartment door. The simple gesture meant a lot for the mentally exhausted Luhan. Whenever he was with Kris, he could feel peace in his heart. Kris was Luhan’s wall; Luhan has no worries when he was with Kris, his presence alone swore an unspoken oath of protecting him.

“Luhan,” Kris whispered softly, breath hovering above Luhan’s sensitive ear, “I really miss you”

“Me too,” replied Luhan, “I couldn’t remember when was the last time we have this”

“Have what?”

“Our moment”

Kris chuckled, deep voice singing sweet lullabies for Luhan’s worn out soul, “I really love you,” he then proceed to capture Luhan’s lips, soft kisses molded into series of sighs as Kris’ planted sneaky pecks on his lover’s neck.

In term of , Luhan and Kris were not that ually savage. In comparison with Kai and Kyungsoo, they were like a very innocent couple.

Kris then tucked Luhan’s shirt, sliding it slowly over his lover’s he