Sunday, April 21st, 2002

Dear Diary,


I think I should find another way to greet you. Like, yo wassup? Been a week, long time no see. Keke~ No, I know I'll be embarrassed to read you again someday. I got that "yo yo" thing from Luhan hyung's texts, by the way. I think he's really cool.


This afternoon he came to my house with his mom. What a surprise! I was playing games when he knocked my door. I told him to come in, since I thought it was Dad. I literally fell of my chair when he walked in! Gosh, I was only wearing a wifebeater and my basketball shorts. And my messy hair too. So embarrassing.


But he said I looked handsome just like that. Ehehe.


Anyways, I found out yesterday was his birthday! So, actually when I first met him, he was still seventeen, but he didn't want me to think he was younger than Minseok hyung. They both look as young though, they look more like fifteen instead of eighteen! Luhan hyung's birthday and mine are really close, maybe if we get along better, next year we will be able to celebrate our birthdays together. Just thinking about that makes me happy, I can't wait for next year~


Having Luhan hyung in my room felt really... awesome. He gave me a slice of his birthday cake, which was the best cake I've ever had, and he also brought me chocolate bubble tea! My favorite! How could he know? Well, that day at the funeral we exchanged phone numbers, and since then we've been texting quite a lot about many things~ He's so cute even in his texts, he doesn't send short ones and he uses many emoticons, but I love it <3 Oh, and he played games with me too today. He's so good in playing all kinds of games that we played together!


And I do notice that he really likes skinship. He's also very touchy and clingy to Minseok hyung, I noticed it even on the first day I knew both of them. I had never been touched that much by other boys before, and that amount of skinship made me kind of uncomfortable at first, but now I'm used to it!


Only if it's Luhan hyung who touches me.

"Mom, can we stop to buy some bubble tea first?"


I was again in my mom's car, this time sitting next to the driver seat. We were heading to Sehun's house and, according to Mom, I had been a bit more hyper than usual that day. I thought she was exaggerating it too much though, I was only a little bit excited. Excited to see Sehun again, after a week that we had spent by sending countless texts everyday. We had become really close through our texts, but it wasn't guaranteed that things wouldn't get awkward when we met again face to face. That was why I wanted to get some bubble tea, his favorite drink, hoping that it would be enough to break the ice.


"Oh? You want bubble tea? I thought you had changed your favorite drink to coffee," Mom said, smiling to herself.


"Actually, it's for Sehunnie," I tried to explain, "but I won't mind getting some for myself too. I still like bubble tea."


"Okay then," my mom giggled. "I'm so glad you get along well with Sehun."


"Yeah, me too." Really, I was glad.


Moments later, Mom stopped her car in front of a medium-sized two-storey house with a tall white gate. Mom rang the bell and a maid came to let us in short after. The house was not too big and not too small, painted in white, looking very lovely with the neat small garden in front of it. I assumed Sehun's mother had been a kind lady who had loved gardening; I could still clearly see the love poured on all those plants.


"Xiao Lu, come," my mom called. I tore my gaze off the small garden and walked over to her. The maid locked the gate and led us into the house and towards the living room, where Mr. Oh had been waiting for us. After greeting him and having a casual talk for a bit, I asked him about his son's whereabouts, and he called the maid to take me upstairs right away. I bowed at him, just to be polite, and left him alone with my mom, maybe to talk about stuff.


The young maid left me in front of a door that had a piece of paper sticking on it. On that paper was written a colorful "OH SEHUN'S ROOM", surrounded by many boyish drawings. There was even a small drawing of a male's private part on the bottom corner, I wasn't sure if his dad had seen it. I assumed the owner of the room had made that sign long ago, since it looked pretty old.


I knocked the door three times and he answered from the inside, "Come in!" So I opened the door and walked in quietly.


The room was a little bit messy, as expected of a young teenage boy's room. There was a television displayed right in front of the bed and some gaming consoles connected to it, scattered and abandoned on the floor. The walls were painted in baby blue, with some papers and pictures sticking on them here and there. But what really caught my attention was the fluffy big brown teddy bear sitting on the bed, it was so adorable! I found it cute that Sehun still kept something like that in his room.The owner of the room was sitting in front of his computer with his back facing me, wearing only a white wifebeater and red basketball shorts.


"What is it, Dad?" he asked without turning to see me. Dad? I chuckled quietly and shook my head. Such a little brat; at least he should have turned around to talk to his dad.


"Yo, Sehun-ah."


He spun around swiftly and fell off the chair in process. I couldn't help but laugh at his clumsiness. Kneeling on the floor, he gawked at me as I approached him and helped him up.


"Lu...Luhan hyung!" he exclaimed, his hands tightly gripping my arms. For the past week I had forgotten how adorable this boy could be.


I gave him a short hug and ruffled his hair. "Hello, Sehun-ah. You look handsome today."


Still dazed, he managed to say, "B-But I'm so messy right now."


"Yeah, but still good like that," I grinned. It was true, he had a nice face and being messy didn't even lessen his charm as a young boy. I kind of envied him for that; most people had never considered me handsome, they had always called me cute. Even until now, after I've become an adult.


To be very honest, I think I'm too manly to be called cute, like a girl.


Sehun bowed his head and rubbed his nape. "You should've told me you were coming over, so I could have prepared myself..." he turned his head around, "and my room too. And my bed too. Oh, I didn't realize it was this messy."


He walked away from me and began to tidy up all the mess on his bed, but I caught his elbow and pulled him back.


"You can do that later. It would get messy again anyways," I gave him a naughty smile. Now, did that sound kind of erted? No? Good, because I really didn't mean it that way.


He tilted his head slightly and gave me an amused smile. "Okay, if you say so."


Acting as if it was my own room, I dragged Sehun towards the bed and plopped down on the edge, pulling him down next to me.


"Have you eaten anything today?" I asked while taking off my backpack.


"I had lunch about an hour ago," he said, curiously eyeing my bag. "Why? Do you have something for me?"


"Oh, why should I bring you something?" I stuck out my tongue at him.


"Oh, n-no, I wasn't expecting anything anyways," he glanced away and rubbes his nape. I could see his lower lip stick out ever so slightly, only making me want to more, but I decided to stop it there. I took the chocolate bubble tea that I had put in the side pocket of my backpack, it was big enough to hold the cup.


I hadn't said anything yet, but Sehun's eyes had turned sparkling wide seeing the drink in my hand. If only he had had a tail like a puppy, I was sure enough it would have wagged excitedly.


"Bubble tea!" He exclaimed, cracking a broad grin. "It's chocolate too! Is that for me?"


While trying not to laugh, I cocked my head to the side and tapped my chin with my finger. "Well... Is it?"


I watched the changes of his face as I slowly brought the straw to my lips. His smile faltered right away, replaced with a cute pout. I had to hold the urge to squeal and pinch his cheek like a shameless fangirl.


"Share it with me," he whined and pulled my hand before I could take a sip. Chuckling, I gladly moved the straw from my lips to his, and like a hungry baby he was, he opened his mouth immediately and took it in. I let him hold the cup by himself and have his favorite drink to his heart's content.


"Ahh, I missed this," Sehun giggled and beamed at his bubble tea. "Thanks, hyung! Wanna have some?"


I couldn't help but ruffle his hair, he reminded me of myself a lot. "No, Sehun-ah. I had some for myself too."


"Taro?" he smiled at me as some tapioca balls slid up the straw and into his mouth. I darted my tongue out and instinctively my lips.


"Yeah. You remember," I laughed lightly. He got me quite impressed; we had had that talk about our favorite drinks about five days before, but he still remembered! Should I feel touched? At least he had tried to remember something about me.


Before I realized it, my arm had moved by itself, embracing Sehun's narrow shoulders. He stiffened noticeably for a split second before letting himself relax a little bit. He looked up and smiled at me.


"Of course I remember, hyung. I still keep your texts on my phone," he lowered his gaze to my chest and smiled shyly, "so I can read them again when I don't have anything to do."


"Oh? You should delete them later, otherwise your phone will be full with my texts," I chuckled, secretly feeling a bit funny because I also kept his texts on my phone. No, it wasn't like that, there were just too many of them and I was just too lazy to delete them.


Fine, yes, it was only my excuse so I could as well read them again later. Sehun's texts were just too cute! But really, I wasn't a e like Minseok had called me to tease me lately, ever since he had found out about me texting with a fourteen-year-old boy. I couldn't understand what was wrong with it though, Sehunnie was only four years younger than me.


"Maybe later," Sehun shrugged. He poked my bag and asked, "Can I see the inside?"


My brain did a quick scan through my memories, if I had put something rather dangerous in there. But then that I thought about it again, what did I mean by "dangerous" here? I wasn't that type of a brat who carried a magazine or drugs around in my backpack. Mom would have killed me for that.


"Sure," I said, opening the bag for him. While still his drink, he peeked inside and shoved his hand in. The first thing he pulled out was my MP3 player. He examined it and put it back in, and then did the same to my phone and my wallet.


"Wow, hyung, you have lots of cash in here," he said, curiously checking every pockets in my wallet, and stopped when he found a baby blue card. He read it and his eyes turned wide in an instant.


"Member at bubble tea shop? Free for a year??"


"It's not exactly free since the card itself is expensive-"


"I could die from diabetes if I had this!"


"Well that's why you shouldn't-"


"How did you get this, hyung??"


I raised an eyebrow and eyed his excited face with an amused smile on my lips. "Do you really want it?"


"Yes, I'd do anything to get one like this!" he nodded fervently.


My smile grew even wider. "Anything?"


Suddenly he looked rather doubtful, but he nodded again anyways, wearing a determined look on his face. "Anything!"


"Then will you come to my house when you have time?" I cocked my head to the side and gave him a sweet smile.


To be honest I didn't know what I was thinking; I had gotten that card from Minseok and I was actually getting myself in trouble for promising this adorable cutiepie that expensive membership card. I had to start saving my money from then on.


"Just that?" he cracked a broad grin, his eyes sparkling with joy. I nodded and smiled at him. It was surprisingly very hard to say no to him.


Sehun threw his empty cup from his sitting position on the bed and it went straight into the trash bin in the corner of the room. Seemed like he had got some nice skills.


To my surprise, he threw his arms around me and squeezed the air out of my lungs. "Thanks a lot, hyung! I will definitely come to your house! You're such a nice hyung, I had never met an older boy as nice as you before!" he giggled and buried his face on my chest.


Having Sehun initiate the hug felt... different. It gave me this funny tingling feeling and comfortable warmth in my chest. I was used to the warmth I felt whenever Minseok hugged me, but this warmth was just different. Maybe because Sehun was younger than me and he had considered me as his hyung already?


I slowly wrapped my arms around his thin body and the back of his head. It felt so comfortable I had forgotten to give him a proper reply to his compliment.


"Hyung?" he called, not bothering to pull away.


"Yes?"


"You said the card was expensive. Is it okay?"


"Umm... Well..." I rested my chin on top of his head and pouted secretly. "Actually I got mine from Minseok, just yesterday, but I promise I will get one for you. Not soon though. Is that okay?"


"Then you don't have to," he raised his head and gave me a cute smile. "And don't worry, I will still come to your house."


Wasn't he such a sweetheart?


My eyes involuntarily travelled down from his brown orbs to his pink lips, and I had to gulp down the slump that had suddenly formed in my throat. Soon after, the realization struck me right on the head; I was being a little bit too close to Sehun, this young teenage boy, and just then I was thinking of touching his lips!


Right, I wasn't a e.


I let go of him and made space between us. "I've promised you that, so you'll get it someday. Anyways," I awkwardly cleared my throat, "I have another thing in my bag, my mom prepared it for you."


Not even noticing my awkwardness, he beamed again and peeked into my bag. "Oh, is it this one?" He took out a small blue lunch box and lifted it up to his eye level, trying to see the content through the semi