This is how I imagined Luhan's suit would be like. And I have a really hot Sehun-hyung in mind but sadly I could not find a picture to go with it. His look with the y pushed-back hair for the past TLPs has been my inspiration for writing the Sehun in this fic though. Only in my imagination he is a whole lot more mature. hehehe. 

Luhan drives his beloved Porsche convertible with the roof up as he tries his best to keep his feelings from overflowing. It's hard to bottle up his nervousness-- he's driving to his own engagement party for god's sake, and his friends who are singing "Sehun and Luhan k-i-s-s-i-n-g" (spearheaded by Yixing) are not helping to ease the fast thumping of his heart.

"We're almost there!" Baekhyun, who's riding shotgun, trills as he spots the huge, towering twin buildings of the newest luxury Ohtel, only one of the many buildings the famous Oh family owns. The structure itself is glowing golden in the darkness of the night and the entrance is crowded. Cars and people are everywhere.

"Oh , there's a red carpet." Zitao gasps and tries to smoothen the creases on his outfit.

"Oh-ho no, we're not going to enter using the front doors," Luhan says queasily, his grip on the steering wheel tightening. He keeps driving and soon, they pass by the new hotel. He makes up an excuse. "The flashes will hurt my sensitive eyes!" 

"Aw, poor baby," Yixing says in a babying tone, as if he really does sympathize with him. Truthfully, Yixing is just excited for the alcohol. The Ohtel serves the finest food and beverages in the country. Ah, and he's also excited to see if Luhan is going to get some lip-action from Sehun tonight. Surely they'll be forced to interact closer. Yixing giggles into his fist.

Kyungsoo sighs. "Okay, but I'm telling you you would have made it into the pages of Vogue if you did walk the red carpet."

Although Luhan had successfully avoided the flock of media and curious people outside The Ohtel, he certainly could not avoid every single person in the ball room because the moment he set foot inside the venue, people were already staring at him.

"Oh my goodness, he's beautiful."

"A perfect match for the Ohs' handsome son."

"He looks even better in person."

"Well I'll be. Is this person even real?"

Luhan becomes shy at all of the talk about him that he overhears, but before he can shy away further and hide behind his friends, his family pulls him away and they give him tight hugs.

"Luhan, my son, mama is so happy! You look great in that suit I picked out for you!" his bubbly mother says and pulls him in for another lung-crushing hug. 

"I am so glad you came to your own engagement party." his Qian-jiejie beams at him. "And Kris here said you wouldn't show up."

His Fan-gege, who is called Kris by everyone, sighs and steps up. He pats Luhan on the shoulder seriously and leans down to whisper to him: "Run while you still can baby brother. Run like the wind. Be free." When he straightens up, Luhan only looks at him in confusion and asks him in Chinese, "Are you high, ge?"

His Fei-jie only laughs at their silly little family. Then, Mr. and Mrs. Oh come into the picture and greets Luhan. Mrs. Oh compliments Luhan's appearance because usually, Luhan is a little ball of fluff. He's normally one who always only dresses in what he thinks is comfortable and he usually ends up looking like a cute cuddlebug-- the complete image of innocence. Sometimes it would be a little more of a mature look, but Luhan would still end up looking cute.

Today, however, he looks positively beautiful in his suit and his friend had been correct: a little makeup went a long, long way.

"There's my son," Mr. Oh says, looking past and behind Luhan. Luhan turns his head and sees Sehun making his way over to them with a small smile gracing his face as he pockets his phone. Oh wow, he looks absolutely stunning, looking like someone crafted by the best gods in all of the universes, with his all-black suit fitting his lean built in all the right places. His dark hair is quiffed up and ah, is that a little eyeliner? 

"Hyung-nim!" Luhan beams, completely forgetting everyone around them the next second. He reaches out and holds on to Sehun's