The sun faded into the distance hours before. Sehun was unable to sleep, and in his restlessness, he walked until he found comfort in one of the living rooms. He curled into a chair.

"Is there anything you need, Sir?"

He stared at Luhan in astonishment.

"Why are you here?"

"I heard you open your door, Sir," Luhan answered. "I thought you might go to the kitchen, so I prepared to cook or awake Chanyeol if needed."

"It's fine, I'm not hungry..." Sehun glanced at the fireplace. "But if it isn't much, do you think you could light a fire?"