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Two Months Later, Seoul

"I swear to God, if you had taken my jam just say so! The jar is so empty and I had barely touched it!" 

"Don't use God's name in vain Sehun! I, a good Christian, will not allow it!"

" off Luhan! When was the last time you went to church you little ?"

For most people with little time, mornings are motivated, if not ignited, by the adreline rush of trying to head out the door as soon as possible. This rush can be attributed to lack of sleep, the lack of time to get anything done, the general hatred of being pulled awake by the blaring noise of the alarm ringtone (because let's face it, who uses a clock these days anymore?), and for Sehun and Luhan: it was the combination of all three. The two of them already started the brand new day on wrong side of bed, literally. Sehun wanted to be the little spoon for once, which Luhan had begrudgingly agreed to, and that was where it could be pinpointed to as the downfall of the upcoming ty day. This plan had started off fine, until an unconcious Luhan had pushed Sehun against the wall, but Sehun being too tired to care just delt with it. Then as the sun started to peek from the edges of the clouds and the horizon, Luhan had the nerve to roll off the bed and take the covers with him. 

"Can you stop wearing my cologne? You have a whole shelf of colonges that are worth more than my annual salary!"

"Well Luhan if you could stop using my expensive shampoo that would be great! You know how much my hair had to recover after going platinum!" 

"I'm too poor to buy a good volume inducing shampoo! You know how I feel about my thinning hair, you don't need to that bring up!"

Then when the reality of waking up and starting their morning finally dawned on them, it was followed by the silently agreed upon routine where Luhan gets the right to the bathroom first because he has to leave earlier so he can open the store. While the echos of his voice in the shower could be heard in the hallway, Sehun got up to rid of his morning breath and followed his boyfriend's (terrible) voice towards the bathroom. Opening the door, his face was met with the steam from Luhan's ongoing shower, indicating that someone had clearly forgot to turn the fan on. Padding over to the sink to brush his teeth,