Luhan swung his golf club in a perfect arc, the head of the club connecting perfectly with the ball to propel it far into the driving range. He saw the ball land just beyond the 200 yard mark.

“Ah… what a shame; you fell short of my ball by about 30 yards,” said Sehun as he vainly shook his head with a smile. He pressed his club to a small lever at the base of the golf ball dispenser. A small robotic arm swivelled out to place a golf ball on the tee.

“Let’s see if you can maintain your winning streak, Sehun,” teased Luhan playfully at his friend. Sehun grinned back as he swung at the ball.

The ball sailed through the air, landing only a few yards behind Luhan.

“Hah! That proves your last ball was a fluke!” shouted Luhan in triumph.

“Shut up,” snapped Sehun. He went back to sit in his chair, sipping from his iced fruit drink. Luhan came to join him.

“Aww… don’t be such a sore loser, Sehun. You know it doesn’t go well with the girls,” teased Luhan.

“Didn’t I tell you to shut up?” He turned away, disgruntled. “If it was the basketball courts, then it would be a different matter altogether.”

Luhan rolled his eyes at Sehun. “Yes, yes, we all know that you’re an ex-national team veteran. Speaking of which; how’s your father doing by the way?”

It was Sehun father who had forced Sehun to quit the national team, several years ago. He still never forgave his father for that but had since resigned to his fate in politics. “He’s never been better. The polls are leaning in his favour. Many are already referring to him as President Oh. It annoys me to no end that they’re doing that.”

Luhan nodded as he absorbed the information. “That’s good to hear.” He seemed to be lost in thought before Sehun snapped his fingers before him.

“What are you spacing out for, Luhan?” he asked with a grin. “Is something wrong with your company? Now that I think about it, I haven’t seen you until today. What have you been up to?”

Luhan smiled back at his friend. “Just some family business I had to take care of.”

“Family business? I thought you had no family left after your mother passed away two years ago.”

“It turns out I do,” said Luhan solemnly. “But it’s nothing important. The company’s doing fine as well, but I’ve had to run around a little lately.”

Sehun nodded. “I see.” He suddenly stood up, picking up his golf club and returning to his tee. “Hey, Luhan; whoever is the first to reach 300 yards will get to request anything of the loser. Deal?”

A big grin spread on Luhan face as he stood, moving to his spot. “Bring it on, bro’.”
 

Lay Zhang yixing was still resisting the pull of his dongseng as he was being dragged towards the driving range.

“Tao; I really don’t want to play golf. Just let me go home already!” he complained as Tao finally managed to drag him to the entrance.

“I’m not going to let my Hyung shrivel up at home as he pours over some boring case. You need to come and socialise once in a while, Hyung,” said his brother with a smile.

The smile on his younger brother’s face sent shivers down his spine. Lay stood up straighter, a stern, disapproving look now on his face. “As your Hyung I command you to let me return home.”

Tao rolled his eyes. “Please,  I’m not five years old anymore. That kind of threat won’t make me release you.”

“Then you leave me no choice.” Lay suddenly twisted his right arm out and around, stepping behind his bro to lock the arm around his neck, keeping a firm hold on the opposite shoulder.

Tao counter attack him with a knee kick with his foot, causing Lay to immediately release him. “Ow! What was that for?” exclaimed Lay as he hopped on one foot.

“For being stupid. You don’t need flashy moves to get someone off you.” Tao grabbed Lay wrist once more and began to drag him inside. “Now behave and enjoy your time here, hyung.”

Lay grudgingly abided and was soon led to his bro’s group of friends who were there to play with them. Tao then introduced his hyung to them.and although they tried to hide it, Lay still noticed the mocking glances they were giving him. Sure, he wasn’t a very fashionable not dress for golfing; in fact. Lay was dressed in a pair of faded sweatpants and a loose, plain t-shirt.

Tao then handed Lay the golf club. “Here,  since you’re our special guest, we’ll let you hit first.” he smiled optimistically at his hyung.

“I don’t think this is a good idea…” began Lay but he was then shoved up to the tee with the club awkwardly in his hands. Tao showed him how to hold the club, and where to tap to make the ball come out.

When he thought that her brother was ready to try, Tao stood back with an encouraging smile. Lay took in a deep breath as he placed the club before the ball, taking aim. he drew back the club, swinging at the ball with full force. The ball toppled off the tee, rolling only a few centimetres away.

The other guys had trouble trying to hold back their laughter. Lay could hear them snickering as he picked up the ball and put it back on the tee.

“Are you sure he can do this, Tao?” asked one of them.

“Shhh! You weren’t any better when you first started, matt,” retorted Tao in defence of his hyung.

Lay silently thanked him for the retort. He took aim again, and this time the club connected with the ball, sending it to land about 40 yards away. Lay smiled in triump, despite himself.

Tao clapped loudly as he came to high five Lay. “Well done, Now that wasn’t too hard, was it? Come on guys, let’s get started.”

They all took up their clubs and went to stand in their sections. Lay watched as they hit their balls, landing at around the 180 yard mark. He was impressed by how far they were able to hit the balls, and it only fuelled his determination to match them. Lay found that whacking the balls helped to relieve his stress over the 'dawn' case, which had begun to get on his nerves. As he was nearing the end of his basket of golf balls, Lay was able to match the other guys, even reaching the 200 yard mark. They all stared at him in awe when that happened, and a new kind of respect for him began to form in their eyes.

Lay was the first to retire, collapsing in his chair at their table. The others soon followed, coming to sit with smiles on their faces.

“You sure did improve fast, Lay ” said matt, smiling brightly.

“Yeah, I’ve never seen anyone learn that fast,” said one of the other guys.

Lay laughed. “Ah, they used to call me the ‘lightning learner’ back in the Police Academy. I was always the first to pick up everything.”

Their eyes suddenly grew wide. “The Police Academy? Does that mean that you’re a cop?”

Lay eyed tao out of the corner of his eye before he continued. “Yeah, I am.”

An excited look then lit their faces. “Whoa! That is so cool! How come you never told us, Tao?”

Tao just shrugged as he avoided his hyung gaze. “I didn’t think it was that important.”

“But it is!” they all shouted in unison. Lay was still eyeing Tao. He knew why Tao never mentioned his hyung profession to his friends. It was because deep down he never approved of his choice, believing it was his fault in the first place that Lay chose such a dangerous career. When they were younger, they were both out playing in a park when a car suddenly pulled up and a man emerged. He grabbed a hold of Tao and began dragging him to his car. Lay fought against the man, but being only ten at the time, he was unable to do anything. Luckily, a policeman happened to be passing by at that moment, scaring the kidnapper off. That was when Lay vowed to become a policeman, to protect his dongseng.

Tao suddenly snapped out of his reverie. he glanced over at the others with a smile. “I need a drink. Any of you want one?”

They all laugh, pointing at the glasses on the table that Lay hadn’t noticed. “We all got ours a while ago.”

“I’ll go get you a drink,hyung” said Tao as he was about to stand but was stopped by Lay .

“That’s alright, Tao; I can get it myself.” he stood up and made his way over to the kiosk where the drinks were sold.

“One Iced chocolate Smoothie,” said Lay in unison with another male voice. he spun on the spot to see a handsome and somewhat familiar face.

The man looked down at him with a small amused smile. “It looks like we’re having the same drink,” he said.

“Yeah, I guess so,” replied Lay as he turned back around to face the counter. he had a nagging feeling that he’d seen his face somewhere. In one of his wanted criminal files?

He leaned on his back against the counter, staring back out over the range. “I don’t usually see any guy like you out here. I mean, dressed the way you are, that is.”

Lay glanced back down at his appearance before staring back into the depths of the kiosk. “I like to be comfortable.”

The man gave a small chuckle. “I guess you do.” The kiosk attendant finally returned with the two chocolate smoothies. Lay was about to reach into his pocket when the man suddenly put out a hand to stop him. he looked up at the man, frowning as he stepped away from him. He just smiled and turned to the kiosk attendant. “Put it on my tab,” he said, nodding at Lay drink.

“Very well, Master oh .”

“I can afford my own drinks, mister,” snapped Lay as he drew out the money, placing it on the counter and grabbing his drink as he walked off. The man watched him walk away with an amused grin.

“An interesting man indeed,” he said quietly as he took his drink, leaving the money on the counter.

Lay stormed back to his table, sitting silently in his seat with an annoyed expression. The others looked at him, confused, but left him alone as they continued their conversation. he continued to fume in his seat, peeved that the man had arrogantly tried to pay his tab. he wasn’t someone to buy off that easily.

“Hey, Sehun! What took you so long to get your drink?” shouted someone several meters away at another table. Lay glanced over to see the man he had met at the counter come to sit with his friend.

Sehun… Master Oh son! Lay suddenly remembered the smiling face of Sehun who always stood behind his father in his promotional speeches. That jerk is the son of a future president? he glanced away, now focusing on his drink. No wonder he seemed familiar. he felt like slapping his head in stupidity. How could he not remember something like that? The he gave herself a mental shrug. But it’s not like we’re ever going to meet again, right?
 

tbc.

So now we have a picture of what Sehun and Luhan are like. Plus a potiential pairing ;)
Okay, before more of you ask me when henry & amber are going to meet; I'll tell you... In chapter 7. Just wrote it last night. So, only one more chappie before they meet.