If there was a moment that Luhan could pin-pint as the beginning of Sehun's affair, it would have been exactly on April 20th, 2013, the day that Sehun finally gave into the pressure and purchased a Samsung Galaxy S4 Cellphone. That was also the day that he began texting during their dinner, a behavior strictly deplored at any sophisticated meal.

            To any other "normal" couple, such a behavior would have certainly been regarded with triviality and indifference, but Sehun's and Luhan's relationship was unusual- the rules that Sehun set were to be followed with the utmost precision and "No Texting at the Dinner Table" was one of them. Rather, Luhan was prohibited from texting, ever, no matter the circumstances. It wasn't that Sehun was a controlling boyfriend, Luhan decided, he was just caring.

            But the line between caring  and controlling is often blurred by the infatuation of passionate love.

            Luhan knew, deep down in the recesses of his heart, that Sehun was aware of his  hypocritical behavior, but chose to ignore it. But, he hoped- Luhan hoped that Sehun was texting him! They hadn't texted in so long, it almost seemed like Sehun simply didn't care. Luhan missed the days they would send flirtatious text messages to each other filled with hearts and winking faces-

            "Luhan, you're dripping!" Sehun's voice cut sharply, tone laced with annoyance. Luhan jumped up, startled by the sudden interjection. He glanced towards his boyfriend with a hopeful glimmer in his sparkling eyes for a kind word, but was faced with stiff rejection.

            Luhan recognized the little smile Sehun sent towards his phone before the other sent out a flurry of responding text messages wasn't meant for him. The smile warmed Luhan's heart- he hadn't seen one from Sehun in such a long time. He pretended that Sehun was smiling at him, rather than the recipient of the text messages, with his face lighting up with an indescribable joy. However, the Sehun in reality was still focused on his phone, all remanents of his smile fading as if was a distant memory.

            Glancing down, Luhan stared at his own phone in his lap. Just possibly- it must have been such a slim chance- his phone might light up with the name Yeobo~! displayed proudly on the screen. Such a small hope kept Luhan from cracking; his outer shell from fading.

            His phone didn't even ring once during the duration of the dinner.