Move on
Mission Impossible: Reunite
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Night.
Sehun heaved a sigh as the girl ed his shirt slowly. He watched her fragile fingers rest at the hem of his black dress shirt where she pushed it over his shoulders, exposing his fit torso.
“Who is your father?” Sehun asked, his fingers trailing over her cheeks and up to her hair where he lightly pulled it. The girl closed her eyes, muffling a moan. “I’m….the daughter of Yeongsoo, Alpha of the Black Moon Pack in the North.”
Sehun nodded, his expression poised.
As the woman undressed herself, Sehun felt nothing. There was no spark of attraction. He simply just stared blankly over her bare body despite her fine curves when she pressed herself against him, Sehun’s memories were jolted.
The girl with red hair clouded his vision as her doe; caramel coloured eyes watched him in amusement. ‘Sehun.’ Her voice triggered chaotic emotions from his soul.
Sehun shook his head and pushed the girl away from him. He quickly buttoned his shirt up and dusted his shoulder, fixing his hair again. “I’m sorry.” Sehun muttered as he left the girl confused and among the red satin sheets.
When Sehun reached his quarters, he slammed the doors shut, furiously ruffling his hair. *What is wrong with me?*
He marched into his bathroom, where a big mirror reflected his image. “Sehun, you really need to move on.”
3 years. That’s how long it has been since she left.
Staring back at his reflection, the boy from 3 years ago was barely there. Sehun had grown to be a fine young man, his body more trained and his hair slightly longer, that the tips of his silver hair brushed close to his broad shoulders.
His eyes were the same charcoal black along with his poker-face- a trait that had returned all too soon.
The people of his kingdom had doubts with him recently. Some even believed that their king was gay. That would’ve been a valid reason since Sehun refused to commit to a girl, even if they were beautifully crafted.
“Sehun?”
Sehun exited his bathroom with a sigh.
Sitting on the edge of his bed was Kai. His appearance had changed slightly too. He had become more built in his physic. The black V-neck he wore just seemed to show his muscles more as it fitted every curve of his torso perfectly.
“Do you even remember what today is?” His friend smiled at him.
Sehun still wasn’t use to Kai’s change of personality. He was far from that cold being he was 3 years ago. He was now a patient and fairly happy person. “What is today?” Sehun asked, leaning his side against the frame of the doorway.
“It’s your birthday.”
“What?” Sehun furrowed his brows.
“You’re 23.”
Sehun wasn’t the type
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