Midnight Luhan [A HunHan One-Shot]

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In the eyes of Oh Sehun, nothing mattered. He felt lonely sometimes, with Kim Jong In being his only friend. "Go out. Do something." Jongin instructed. Sehun only moved slightly on the couch, not listening.

Some days, Sehun would go out and wander the streets of Seoul. People passed by him without another glance nor care. But he was fine with that, he was used to being ignored.

Today was one of the days. In his usually quiet state of mind, he never thought much about everything. His shoved his hands into his pockets and forced himself to walk on. It was nearing winter and people around him were cuddled against their lover as they walked.

Not Sehun. He was alone.

He met Jongin when he was in college, the only one who had a least a little bit of interest in him. They became friends, occasionally giving each other a "hello" when they passed by in hallways. Jongin was usually a peaceful guy and Sehun respected that fact.

Sehun walked on, trying to keep himself warm by rubbing his hands. Sometimes his loneliness was too much to handle.

Sehun furrowed his eyebrows at two people making out at the lamp post beside him. He didn't really thought much about love. What was there to think anyway?

I should get home. He saw a clock at the subway station behind him strike midnight.

He walked to the now nearly empty subway. People had gone home hours ago.

In the dirty and dimly lit subway station, a man was smoking at the side, a old man was drunk, and was slumped at the wall beside him, His frail hands holding a bottle of beer.

He wondered what happened to him. Was he fired? Wife left him? Bankrupt? He could think of a million reasons.

"Alone?" Someone tapped him from behind, suddenly startling him. He turned around and there stood a blond haired guy, about a few years older. His face was what made Sehun intrigued. He looked young, like his face hasn't changed at all since he turned 16. His lips held a tiny smile and his big eyes sparkled. His blond hair was messy, as if he had ran his hair through it a million times before. Sehun immediately felt mixed emotions.

"Yeah." Sehun cautiously answered. The stranger moved closer to Sehun, which to that action he instinctively moved away slightly. "I'm Luhan. But...if you want, you can call me whatever." Luhan extended his hand.

Sehun stared at his long slender fingers. It's had indeed been awhile since someone had shown him this much affection. "I'm...I'm...Sehun." He was hesitant at first but shook his hand. Their fingers touched and Sehun shivered a little.

"So...are you lost?" Luhan asked with a mix of concern and curiosity in his voice. Sehun shook his head. He knew this street so well, it's kind of hard for him to get lost here. "I'm just wandering the streets. You know, just bored." Sehun looked down awkwardly and peeked at Luhan from the corner of his eye.

He observed with much interest as Luhan ran his hand through his hair again. "You? What are you doing here?"Sehun asked back. Luhan hung his head. "I'm...I'm kind of homeless." He mumbled.

Sehun felt instant pity. Should he...he always wanted someone right? "You...can stay at my house if...you want to." He has nothing to lose.

Luhan eyes lightened up. "Thanks!" He grinned and Sehun immediately felt happiness for the first time in weeks.