Read // Taohun

XII

Sweaty hands clasp together.
Zitao can feel Sehun's breathy laughter on the back of his neck. The two of them decided to join Zitao's parents for a fancy dinner place, but the much anticipated classy dinner turned into a date at an amusement park.

Zitao wiggles his phone out of his pocket to check the time. The time read: 3:23 AM

As he grazed his finger across the off button, a message from Luhan flashed across his screen.

The message read: call me.

Zitao dropped Sehun's sweaty hand.

"What was that for?" Sehun whined.

"Something's wrong. I have to call Luhan. I'll be right back." Zitao excused himself from Sehun, and walked to the closed "Potato Tornado" food truck.

Zitao unlocked his phone, his background picture was changed to a photo of Sehun making a finger heart, it made his heart flutter.
Zitao pushed away his "lovey dovey" feelings, and proceeded to call Luhan.

The phone didn't ring even twice before Luhan frantically answered.

Tao: Luhan is everything okay?

Luhan: No.

Tao: Can you elaborate?

Luhan's voice was breathy; he sounded like he had been running for a long time.

Luhan: Yifan...yifan...he's missing

Tao: WHAT?!

Luhan: He said he's been pretty stressed lately, and the frequent doctor...doctor visits are not a...good sign. Yixing and I have looked everywhere for him.

Tao: Did you try the river, or maybe the park?

Luhan: We looked everywhere. Tao, I'm scared. He might do something...something serious.

Tao: I'm booking the next flight to Korea. I'll be there as soon as possible.

Luhan: please...

Zitao hung up the phone, and hurriedly ran over to Sehun. Sehun had chocolate ice cream dropping from his lips.

"I left you some ice cream." Sehun laughed, And puckered his lips at the older boy.

"Sehun, now is not the time to play. We're going back to Korea."

Zitao frantically grabbed Sehun's hand, and dragged the boy out of the park.

Sehun stopped walking, and asked in an annoyed tone,
"Would you care to elaborate?"

"Yifan is missing."

"Oh so is Yifan more important than me?"

Zitao scowled at his words. Now was not the time for Sehun to be a whiny, little bitch.

"Yifan helped me through a lot, and he's fucking missing Sehun! It's not like I love him or anything. Can we just leave?"

Sehun rolled his eyes.

"I guess. But don't think I won't forgive you for this, Huang Zitao."