The wood cracked and splintered the heat of the newly lit fire and Luhan stood. "Will that be all, Sir?"

Sehun was unresponsive. Luhan did not move.

"Whenever I see fireplaces, I think of my parents," Sehun admitted softly. "My dad liked to go camping, and my mum was always happy to be anywhere with us, so every chance where we all had the same day off, he would take us to a mountain and make a fire and we would have smores…" He smiled and brought his knees closer to his chest. "It makes me miss them a lot."