"So why are we here on this fine day?" 

Suho and I stared at one another for a moment, sitting in my old room, a place my mother would never find us. Luhan was at school, and although he knew where I was, and what I was about to do, I knew he still worried about me. The past few weeks had been hard for me, as I'd been out of it since the letter arrived the morning after the funeral. After not eating much or sleeping very well, I decided it was time for me to make my decision. The past few days I'd been going through legal work day and night, signing papers, and 'okay-ing' multiple documents and terms. I'd barely even had a chance to see Luhan, which meant I had an even less chance to be able to speak with him. Sadly, he'd been slightly neglected the past week or so, but he knew it was important, and it was. 

 

"I'm not going to sugar coat this. Here, this is yours." 

Handing Suho an envelope with the result of my head aches inside, I let him open it. Of course it didn't surprise me when his face lit up with confusion, as to why in the world is do such a thing. 

"I know what you're thinking. 'Why would a half brother give his hated half his inheritance?' Right?" 

"Something like that, yeah... Will you tell me why?" 

I stood up, ready to leave, as I'd have nothing to do with this part of my past once I finished my business.

"Because, I don't want it." 

Suho shot up and stormed after me, after I'd already made it through the door. 

"Wait! Sehun, you can't give me a half assed answer, don't bull me. Tell me why." 

Although I hated the fact that Suho knew I had a reason, I complied since I wanted to leave as quickly as I could- Just because I was giving him my inheritance didn't mean I liked him.

 

"I don't want it, or need it. Luhan and I are better off without it." 

"Then why me? Why are you giving me the company, when father chose you?"

"Okay, let's get one thing straight,"

I turned around and advanced towards Suho, causing him to back up at my sudden motion. 

"Stop making this sound like I'm favoriting you or some other . At the end of the day, the company would be better off with me. I know the strategies, I know and have what it takes. That's why father left it to me."

"Then why-"

"You want the company, I don't. Just take the company, quit asking questions, and move on, it's not like either of us need to be sentimental."

I rolled my eyes and began to make my way to the door. In all honesty, I wasn't exactly sure myself why I gave Suho the company, so when he asked, I made up excuses- even though the excuses were true. The company would be better off with me, of course it would be! But it would do just fine with Suho. 

"...and, don't think I like you now, because I don't. I still can't stand you." 

"I know. I can stand you either." 

With that, I left Suho alone with the envelope and for some reason I smiled slightly- slightly; The company was in good hands. 

 

Suho POV: 

I smiled as Sehun left, knowing that this would be one of the last times I'd see him until mothers death, or some other circumstance that I didn't want to think about. Sehun could deny it all he wanted, but I knew he liked me just a little bit, and as painful as it was to admit, I liked him just a little bit too. 

 

I admired my father, almost as much as my half brother- words I'd never say out loud, or admit to even thinking. Naturally, the Oh family was prideful, and I suppose it had rubbed off on me too. 

As a child, Sehun was my father's favorite. He was smart, respectful, and he always knew what to do. Somehow he always maintained a calm and collected face, while I'd be flying through papers, pitting out every shirt I could find from stress- it seriously pissed me off. It wasn't till much later, after my half brother had moved out and left me behind, that I realized how much he was going through, and how well he hid it- which also pissed me off. But Sehun made me want to become a better business man, and I without his stupid 'this is so easy' attitude, I wouldn't have pushed myself as hard as I had. Sure, I wasn't the sentimental type, but for the first time, I wanted to remember this moment. 

"Sehun!" 

Sehun turned around, just as I clicked the small circle on my phone. 

"What." 

"It's nothing." 

Sehun then turned and left, leaving the company to me. It was true the business would have been better off in Sehun's hands, but I understood that he didn't want it, because he liked the life he already lived. In the end though, the reason why he hadn't given it to someone else, or sold it for money, or handed it to our mother, was because he favored me above any other option- even if he'd never admit it. Smiling to myself, I looked at the picture I'd taken of Sehun, his face still cold as ever, but somehow... It looked like he was smiling, too. 

 

 

Luhan POV:

"Sehun hurry up! We're going to be late!" 

"Don't rush me. I am never late! They're just early."

"That's stupid!"

"You're stupid!" 

"Don't be a baby!" 

I smacked Sehun on the head. 

"Don't hit your elders! If that short dweeb can't wait for us, then he can stay somewhere else!" 

"UGH! You're such a child!" 

Sehun and I were having one of our 'old married couple' arguments as we sped off to the airport. We'd now been together for almost two years, and since New Years was in a week, we would also be turning a year older.

"Ughhhh how much longer?"

"We'll get there, when we get there!" 

Sehun's hand spasms made me laugh, it really did look like we were an old married couple, and Sehun really did look like an old man-- hunched over the wheel and all. I couldn't help but cackle a bit at his posture. 

"Shut up. This is how I drive when I'm tense, okay?!" 

"...it's cute. That's all." 

"Don't say that. Change the subject." 

Sehun hated when I called him cute, it made him feel 'emasculated,' but I called him cute anyways. 

 

"You know, I'm going to be 19."

"And I'll be 26. Are you trying to say something? Hm?" 

"No! Ha. I'm just saying..." 

Slowly I trailed off in thought, thinking about last year, and how things were back then. At this time last year, Sehun and I were broken up, and this year we were together. It amazed me, all that Sehun and I had gone through, and it seemed like it all happened just the day before, yet it was long ago.

 

"Thank you, Sehun. For doing so much for me, and taking me in." 

"...don't get sentimental now, we're almost there. If you cry, he'll be angry with me, and I don't feel like dealing with his stupidity."

I smiled, and opened the window to let the cold breeze inside the car.

"But, you are welcome, Luhan. I would do it a thousand times again." 

Never mind the fact that Sehun was seven years older than me, or that he was my former and current teacher, or even the fact that we were completely different from one another. In the end, Sehun was just a soft hearted man, whom I was lucky enough to call mine. 

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.

.

"There he is!" 

I ran up to the doors and threw my arms around my best friend. 

"I've missed you so much!"

Sehun came to join us (not the hug), and suddenly, looking back and fourth between the two, I couldn't help but giggle. Because, for the first time, probably ever in Sehun's life, his head was level when looking at another person. 

"Hi professor." 

"Nice to see you again, Kris."

I could practically see the tension, and I had to admit, it freaked me out how self absorbed both Kris and Sehun could be. 

"Wow Kris, you grew!" 

"Just three centimeters. But, now I can look this jerk in the face."

"Who are you calling a j-"

"You're not his teacher anymore, so it grandpa." 

Kris stuck his tongue out at Sehun, and Sehun flicked Kris' forehead, but instead of jumping between them, I continued to smile.

 

"Sorry, Kris, but you have to behave. Which means keeping your hands to yourself and every single one of your thoughts."

"Oh yeah? Why should I listen to you, ya old geezer."

Sehun's eyebrow twitched, 

"Why? Simply because if you don't, I'll have to kick Luhan out of my literature class." 

Kris rolled his eyes, 

"Ugh, stop following him around. It's creepy. And black mailing is illegal, isn't it? Geez." 

I could have sworn there was a black cloud looming over Sehun. Sure, they'd left on decent terms, but I suppose Sehun had never been overly fond of Kris, and Kris for sure had never liked the idea of a teacher and a student being together. But since Sehun was my lover and Kris was my best friend, they supported me, and put up with one another, and I had to be thankful. 

 

"Kris?" 

A tall boy, who had a well defined nose and jet black hair peaked out from behind Kris. He was also a giant, but he looked so gentle! 

"Oh! You guys, this is Tao in person! He was in the restroom. Oh and you probably know this, but don't worry about his Korean by the way, he can understand most everything."

Slowly, Tao stepped around Kris and bowed.

"I'm Tao, it's nice to meet you all." 

I felt a joy well up inside me and suddenly I found myself wrapping my arms around Tao, squealing with joy.

 

"I'm so happy to finally meet you in person!" 

Tao was adorable! Sure he was tall, but his cute, lost expression, and the way he looked at Kris because be didn't know what do to just made me fan girl harder than I had for Jongin and Kyungsoo- and that meant a lot. 

"Luhan calm do-"

"This is just so great! I feel like I've known you forever. But wow! Video chat does not do your face justice, is that your real nose? Oh! And this is Sehun. He looks mean, because he is, and he's really grumpy... And he can also just be a pain in the but I assure you he- ah. ahaha...Never mind." 

Suddenly I felt Sehun's glare, burning a hole in my back. I had said too much. 

Awkwardly scratching my head after trailing off, I reached up and patted Tao on the head, 

"Well. Let's go!" 

 

Sehun POV:

Watching Luhan squeal was actually quite entertaining, although it was pissing me off that his cute actions were directed towards Tao, and not me. 

Suddenly I saw luhan laugh, his hand flying down to Tao's thigh without realizing the sensitivity of his touch. I just snapped, seeing Luhan be so careless with others... Was that what he was like when I wasn't around?

 

"Luhan, damnit, sit down!" 

Luhan rolled his eyes at me, but followed orders and sat down next to me on the couch. 

"Psh. You're no fun."

"Yeah, well you're having too much fun." 

"Aww, is Sehun jealous?" 

Luhan cooed in my ear. Despite my annoyance at him pointing out my immature jealousy, he scooted closer and hooked his arm in mine, resting his head on my shoulder. 

"It's okay, I get jealous, too heh." 

Luhan smiled at me, his eyes crinkling in the corners like they always did. Just the way that he looked at me made me crazy. He looked at me like I was the only one in the room, and the only one in the world for him. Luhan looked at me like he loved me. 

 

I fell in love with a boy, seven years my junior, but I now look at him as a man, and as my lover. Luhan's facial features had barely changed, never aging with all the amounts of stress he went through. His face was still pale, his hair still a beautiful color, but and his eyes were different. They looked more lively, and happy to be alive another day. I remember when I first began to speak with Luhan, he constantly spoke about how he stood out since he was Chinese, and I remember noticing the lifelessness, and the petty will to live in his eyes. 

It was a look I never wanted to see again.

 

I know I'd said it many times before, but I was most definitely in love with Luhan from the first moment I saw him. 

 

Luhan POV: 

Sehun had been acting strangely the whole day, and I couldn't quite understand why. For the first time, Sehun and I would be spending Christmas together as a couple, and I was really happy, but I thought maybe Sehun had a lot on his mind and that's why he seemed a little distant. Whatever was on his mind was a mystery to me, but I decided that if he wanted to talk to me about it, he would. 

"We're HERE!" 

Suddenly the door flew open like it had been kicked down, and a ever so immature Jongin proudly stepped inside. From behind him, Kyungsoo reached up and smacked his head in disapproval of his entrance, and walked in ahead of him. 

"Hi Luhan!" 

"Kyungsoo! I'm glad you guys could both make it."

"Sadly." 

Kyungsoo looked back at Jongin who was goofing around with Sehun, and he sighed,

"One day I swear..." 

We giggled together over Jongin and went to sit down. 

 

"So how are you? How's everything with Jongin?" 

Kyungsoo hadn't ready grown much, but he seemed just as cute as ever, although his stoic face seemed to hide it. 

"We're doing great! It's been pretty boring without you guys as our neighbors, but we manage haha. What about you? You have a lot more to talk about!" 

"Do I? Haha." 

When I thought about it, I did have a lot to say, but I just didn't know where to start. 

"We're doing well. Still misunderstanding, still arguing, still slamming doors once a week, but we still love each other."

"Aww! How cute! Oh hey, Luhan, you're going to be a legal adult soon right?" 

"I already am..." 

Kyungsoo waved his hand, 

"No no, I mean legally you won't needs guardian anymore... Right?" 

"Oh. Yeah, you're right." 

In a week, Sehun would no longer be my legal guardian, as his conditions were only temporary. 

"But it's not like you guys need to break up or something. I mean, you're still going to be together!" 

"Of course!" 

Although I smiled at Kyungsoo, I was worried inside about it all. Maybe that was why Sehun had been acting strange... He hadn't been facing me properly, getting up in the morning before I did and leaving for work. It was unusual but I never liked to speculate him. Yet,  the uneasiness inside me made me feel sick. 

 

"Hey Luhan, come here for a bit." 

I nodded uneasily at Sehun, and stood up, following him to the small balcony outside. It was like he read my thoughts and decided it was time to break the news about whatever. The chilly air rushed down my back, making the hair on my arms stand up. 

"What's up?" 

For some odd reason, Sehun still seemed to be acting strange, and I was worried something was wrong. 

"Is something wrong?"

"Wrong? No! No. Sorry, it's nothing like that."

After a few moments of silence, Sehun huffed a little, and came to stand next to me. We looked down on the city from our small balcony, as a light snow dusted everything in its reach. It really was beautiful. 

 

"Isn't it nice?" 

"Hm? Yeah it's lovely out here." 

"No, not the view. I mean yes, it is beautiful, but having everyone here is what I meant." 

I scooted closer to Sehun, laying my head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around me. Although we'd been together for a long time now, it was times like these when I thought to myself, 'we're like a real couple.' Which was strange since we were real! Somehow though, I just found myself falling in love with him so much, that I kept having to remind myself it wasn't a dream and that Sehun really loved me back.

 

"Yes, having everyone here is wonderful, too." 

"You're speaking like an old man. 'Lovely.' 'Wonderful.'"

I playfully mocked Sehun, 

"Well I'm an old man, so I'm so-rry."

"Haha, I was only teasing you. I like your old man side." 

Sighing again, I shuffled closer to Sehun, 

"When I saw everyone laughing and smiling, I felt a warmth inside me that I haven't felt since my mother died. I think it's because family reminds me of when she was still here, and you guys are my family now." 

I looked up at Sehun, and he gave me a gentle smile. Something about the way Sehun looked at me made me feel so safe. I could be in the middle of no where, lost and afraid, and all I'd have to do is see Sehun's smile to feel alright.

 

"Luhan," 

Sehun turned towards me and stared straight into my eyes, 

"I need to ask you something."