(Please, play the song as your read this)
Seven days later. . .
"Luhan," Sehun shook my shoulders lightly enough to wake me from my slumber. Groaning, I whimpered gibberish.
"Come on, Luhan. You'll be discharge today." he stated and stopped shaking my shoulders. I didn't have the urge to wake up again to false hope; in hopes to get discharged. Three days ago they ended up bringing me to a rehabilitation centre and spend at least three full days before I could actually be free. It's always good to make sure.
As Sehun struggled to get me up, he did something I would never expect:
He kissed me.
"S-Sehun!" my voice cracked a little from my recovery. Sehun chuckled and sat beside me.
"I've been wanting to do that for awhile." he states as he gaze at the window.
"Sorry," I apologised. "I was just, surprised. That's all."
"Really?"
"Yes—" before I could even finish my sentence he planted another kiss. My eyes stood still, giving in, I closed them. The feeling of ecstasy ran through my veins.
He broke off.
"I-I love you, Sehun. I missed you." I stated as soon as he look at me.
"I love you too," he paused and smiled. "I missed hearing your voice, that I even missed having the chance of hearing it for three years. I'm sorry." his smile shrunk slightly.
"It's fine, now that I'm awake I'm able to spend my time with you." I smiled. "also. . ." I trailed off. "I had this crazy dream about us. The both of us." I stated.
"Cool, what is it about?"
"Something about me having amnesia?"
"Oh, really?" Sehun's attention was fully focused on me. He seemed interested.
"Yes. And Kai was my roommate for some odd reason."
"Who's Kai?" Sehun questioned.
"I don't know what he looks like either. . . But I know for sure that his name is Kai,"
"Ah, okay,"
"Crazy things happened, but it's not that important, right?" I stated. Sehun nodded in response and gestured me to my wheelchair. Don't worry, I didn't lose any limbs whatsoever, my legs are just incredibly stiff from sitting on that hospital bed for three years. But maybe in a week or so I might be able to walk.
"Let's go home," he smiled and began strolling me down the exit.
* * *
As we got there, I was never expecting a mansion for his habitat. It was like in my dream.
"You'll be staying here for the meantime," Sehun strolled me to the front of his doorstep. He began unlocking it, only to reveal tiled floors, fancy curtains draped down the windows. Anything, everything, you could think of as first impression.
"Let us get to your room, now." Sehun smiled down at me. I looked at the huge staircase, gulping, of how he would get me up there.
Unexpectedly, he swept me up from my feet and I found myself in his arms. I realised he was carrying me bridal style.
My heart beat fastened.
"Luhan, don't blush. You're making me blush as well." Sehun states as he maintained to keep a straight face. But it was no use, his smile grew larger. Sehun then began walking up the steps.
"I can't help myself. Especially the person I like is touching me," my blush grew larger, to the point whereas my ears gotten red as well.
Sehun chose not to mutter a word, my limbs were against his chest, I could feel his heartbeat thumping in great speed.
* * *
"Here we are," he sat me on the bed. The bed was comfortable, the sheets were warm and it smelt like lavender. Fresh lavender, to be precise.
As I laid there, Sehun was already sitting on the bed. He looked at me, and started leaning in. I knew he was going in for a kiss, so I let him take over. Closing my eyes, I felt a pair of warm lips against mine. His hands traveled below me, and squeezed my arse.
I moaned. It was a terrible move. But I couldn't help myself.
Sehun broke off and his blush was more noticeable. "I was lost in thought, sorry."
"It's fine,"
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A/n: Aha sorry for the cliffhanger. I wasn't really sure what to write next... I wanted to continue the whole yaoi scene but eh... it's been so long since I've written yaoi. Gomen. Mianhae. Sorry!
Hope you enjoyed~
Just a reminder, this might end soon.
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Fanfiction"Lulu, why did you forget me. . ?" Sehun muttered again, tightening his grip around the pillow in his embrace. "Forget you? We just met. . ." I whispered to him, nearing toward his face. "I wish you'd remember the times when we were still together...
