Sick {HunHan}

Chapter 13 - A fatal picnic

It was indeed a beautiful Saturday morning.

The butterflies in Luhan's belly had magically transferred to Sehun's, both boys itching and longing to touch the other boy's lips again.
Why lips? Because Luhan - being from a high rank family - had learned in school that the lips are the one spot on a human where there are most nerves, all being simulated at once when touched. Luhan didn't get it before, but now he most certainly did.

Sehun just thought it felt good.

The two fell in some sort of a trance and caught themselves staring at the tempting pair of soft lips right in front of them.

Sehun opened his mouth to speak words which he himself didn't know, but Luhan quickly - but gently - brought his index finger to rest softly against Sehun's burning lips, silencing him. Then, he tilted his pretty face just a bit. That made the last wall between them fall; Sehun grabbed the hand and tore it away before sliding his head closer and closer to Luhan's, this time taking control of the situation himself by pressing their lips together for the second time, his right hand behind Luhan's head to hold them both in place.

He thought this was all he wanted, but after just a few moments sitting still, he realized that he needed more.
And so, he tilted his head slightly upwards, and the feeling of the simple action made electric impulses light up between them.

Luhan, having held his breath for almost a minute without even thinking about the fact that he could still breathe through his nose, opened his mouth in desperate need for air. He broke the contact for a short moment that felt like an eternity to Sehun, and then their lips attached themselves to each other like that had been their only purpose since their creation.
Luhan didn't have the mind to close his mouth, and so, it stayed open.

When Sehun noticed this, he had his greatest idea so far; he started moving his lips over Luhan's and closing and opening his mouth to create even more friction. It worked surprisingly well, as Luhan whimpered at the feeling and continued the younger boy's movements.

Sehun, requiring even more skinship, hesitantly lifted his hand up to rest it just under Luhan's right ear and brushed his thumb soothingly over his cheekbone while savoring the feeling of his love's soft skin against his own.

With both hands now placed on the neck of the beautiful boy before him, he no longer had anything to keep himself and Luhan from falling straight onto the bed, lips still moving together.
And there they lay for a bit, just enjoying being with each other and having no one separating them from each other like what'd happened to Kyungsoo and Jongin.

He wanted this to last forever; but of course, that was not a possibility for the two.

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One sunny, hot Saturday, the Cha's went on their first picnic since a time none of them could recall. The parents felt that their perfect family was crumbling around them, and they needed to rebuild their reputation as the 'perfect household'.
Except of course, they were anything but perfect.

The group consisting of six people - Mr.- and Mrs. Cha, Tao, Jongin, Luhan and an unusually energized Sehun - trailed down through some loose vegetation, soon reaching an open area in the middle of the perfectly circular park.
Mrs. Cha carried the cashmere cloth - one in the color of red to represent passion and strength still lingering around the gathered family, with gold and purple snips around the edges to show their wealth and social status - so that their costly clothes didn't have to be dirtied.

There was a tenseness dwelling in the air around the group, one that every one of them felt, pressing down on them and making their steps more careful and silent.

Sehun knew how much others' moods affected Luhan, and of course he didn't want him to be sad, so when all of them were seated on the cloth with various luxury foods spread out in the middle, he positioned himself behind Luhan, moving around a bit on his knees not caring one bit about his trousers, and placed his warm hands on the black haired boy's rock hard shoulders, moving them around in soothing circles. Luhan felt his muscles soften as Sehun continued the massage; he was surprisingly good at this.

At one point though, he stiffened up again. Sehun frowned and was about to ask if he did anything wrong when he felt a heavy stare shooting at him. He looked up to see mrs. Cha's eyes burning holes into his hands. He quickly removed them, surprising Luhan and making him flinch. Was she suspecting anything? Had they been too obvious?

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A/N: I promise everything will go down soon...! I just needed to get to the right point in the story and now it seems like this is it, hehe.

I have at least the next two chapters completely planned out so expect some drama! (Not too much though, this is my first long fic😅)

And lastly; thank you for 600 reads! And almost 70 votes(??) it gives me a lot of motivation.

See you!