A young man with sharp, edgy features standing impatiently beside the escalator going down to the food court. He was watching his friend interact with a girl, who was carrying a load of shopping bags on her hand, handed her another bag of Givenchy. Seeing that his friend was done talking, he fixed his posture and showed a bored expression on his face. Probably to make the latter feel bad for abandoning him for a pretty lady.

“Sehun, let’s go. Joonmyeon’s already looking for us.” the latter said as he approached the young man. “Maknae, are you on earth?” he asked, waving his hands in front of the young male as he started at the strange person in front of him.

“I hear you, hyung.”

“Then let’s go.”

“Hyung are you sick?” Sehun asked.

“No, why would you ask that?”

“Then did you find your Miranda?” Sehun, blatantly asked the older male.

“What the heck are you talking about?”

“Uh. I don’t know hyung. You tell me.”

“Are you sure you’re not the one sick here, Sehun?”

“Hyung. I know you. You’re a very cheap person. You won’t buy anyone something especially from Givenchy and especially not for a girl!” The young man accused.

It’s quite true though. Luhan isn’t the type of person to treat a random stranger with anything especially clothes and from Givenchy. Luhan self-proclaim Givenchy as his in the group because he wants to be the only one wearing the type of clothing amongst them. So buying a young lady at that, a Givenchy, a very precious treasure of Luhan is considered a miracle. A very peculiar miracle.

“I owe her, that’s why!” he protested.

“Well, she did clearly said you don’t have to! Then why did you?”

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