Playing With Fire [HunHan Fanfiction]

Once Upon A Time, I Fell In Love With The Devil

Love. It was just one single word but is too complex because it encompasses broad range of emotions. Some might even define different types of love. Some even says that in every lifetime, there will be three that will leave remarkable imprint on your life but for Luhan there were two, the young love and the mature and long lasting one. The first is a scorching one, too intense and too overwhelming. He doesn't mind whether he got burned on the process of loving Sehun. He is similar to a moth getting attracted to the flickers of Sehun's ethereal flame. It was destructive, selfish and obsessive kind of love.

On the other hand, what he have with Chanyeol is the love in most unexpected time. It was too sudden, unforeseen, never even dreamt that someone like Park Chanyeol will arrive on his life. Still nursing his broken heart, Chanyeol came along and held his hand. The giant became his beacon of light when he was lost in the pit of darkness and pain. He helped him back to his feet again. Chanyeol supported him on everything he wanted. A kind of love that grows, nurtures and help you bloom. When he's still doubting his capability, afraid to take another step, Chanyeol's there to help him conquer it. When he doubted himself if he will be able to finish a master's degree in nursing, he did, with the help of the man he met on the dark alley of the club. He remembered those times that he stayed up late at night to study. Chanyeol despite of having busy schedule still finds time to be with him, help him in reviewing especially on his comprehensive exam, brewing the perfect ratio of coffee that Luhan wants and even if Chanyeol will just stay with him, it is enough fuel for him to go on. It really amazed him that even in the short span of five years, Chanyeol exactly knew his moods, when he wants to talk and when he doesn't want to. And when he's feeling cold, Chanyeol will just wrap his arms around him then starts to sing until the doe falls asleep.

Luhan might have doubts and what ifs in his mind sometimes but everytime he sees the man who made him live again, everything vanishes and what remains is Chanyeol and the possible chapter that they will leap next.

A forced cough pulled the beauty out of his trance. He didn't even realized that he's smiling and caressing the cold texture of his ring. Chanyeol was never wrong everytime he insisted that Luhan constantly thinks about him. He blinked then realized that he's on the staff room with Oh Sehun watching him like a hawk. His dark and heavy gaze solely focused on him specifically on the thing on his ring finger. In attempt to cease the awkwardness, he hides his left hand on the medical box in front of him. After what happened earlier, Chanyeol's the one who found his cousin and Luhan being the nurse and qualified to do sutures, volunteered to stitch Sehun's wound. Who in the right mind will crush a glass using his palm? He doesn't know what is going on with Sehun's head. He knew him as rational man or he probably changed. Luhan haven't seen him for years so changes are really inevitable. They were left alone in the room because it is only enough for two people. He's getting uncomfortable and he badly wants to get out and back to Chanyeol's arms.

The beauty cleared his throat then started to nurse Sehun's large wounded hand. He resisted the urge to flinch when he felt the familiar static electricity travelled from his fingertips to his entire frame upon touching the domineering man's hand. He was completely surprised by the reaction of his body. This is how it exactly feels five years ago. He missed how it feels but he shouldn't feel this way. He tried to be nonchalant, doing his best to be quick but of course Sehun as always has his ways to ruin it.

"Is it true?"

The ginger haired doe suppressed the shiver caused by Sehun's voice. He really needs to snap out of it. "What?" He asked without removing his eyes on Sehun's hand.

"You gave yourself to him?"

He almost loses his cool when he hears the question. There is an unmistakable anger in his voice that Luhan can't seem to decipher where it came from. "I think that is none of your business, Sehun."