Luhan bit into his lower lip nervously as he sprayed some paint on the wall. Aya had suddenly showed up at his house just an hour ago, and decided that his room needed to be redecorated. Now, the boy didn't really want to do it simply because he loved his room the way it was. But well, his best friend was very hard to find against once she had decided on something and he just didn't want to argue with her..

So, there he was now, spraying random splatters of pain on the wall. Blue and yellow were slowly mixing into a soft shade of green and some purple, flower-resembling patches seemed to glare at him from the area Aya had been working on before. He understood that she wanted his room to be bright and flashy but flowers were girly.

And well, the last time he checked, Luhan was a boy.

Puffing out his cheeks, he walked to the door after putting down his brush, deciding on bringing some drinks to him and his friend who was busying herself with painting random parts of the wall into the same color.

However, just as he was about to step out, he walked into his fiance who was grinning down at him cheekily.

"Look, Lu!" The boy said before handing something to the elder.

Flowers.

Prequel: Not a Word.