Promise? Promise. (Exo Xiuhan/Lumin)

Going home, messed up

I had no idea on how to part the last three pages into two different parts, as everything is happening so fast... Well, here you are, a bad cliffhanger!

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Minseok was just about to go out the door to Joonmyuns house, heading home. On the way out he snapped up a glass of water from a waiter, spontaneously. He wasn't even thirsty, but freezing and unfreezing things calmed him for some reason. It was past twelve already, and he had never expected to stay this long. Then, he heard someone dash down the stairs. He wondered if he should warn the person that the stairs were very slippery after Luhan spilled his soda, but as he was about to turn around he changed his mind. It wasn't his problem anymore.

And just as he predicted, in the bottom, someone fell. Minseok wondered for a second if he should go and check on the person, but decided against it. No one would want his help anyway.

He was just about to close the door behind him, when the someone that fell in the stairs, shouted "XIUMIN!" Joonmyun? Chanyeol? They were the only people that called him that, but it was neither of them. The voice sounded just like... He turned around.

"Luhan!" Minseok exclaimed, and the boy stormed toward him. "Luhan, why aren't you in b-" but Luhan stopped his sentence. Not with his hands. Or with other words. No, Luhan stopped them in the most effective way. With his lips. Minseok was unable to move the first couple of seconds, as Luhan held around him. He knew was supposed to react, or think rationally, at least. But all he could think of was the other boy's lips on his. He felt a warmth form in his chest, and then move to the back of his neck, his ears. He felt his fingertips tingle, washing away the constant numbness. Then, after a few seconds of perplexity, he accepted the kiss, and returned it. An uncontrolled happiness made his heart beat extremely fast, but then he realized Luhan was drunk. He wouldn't remember any of this tomorrow. Minseok shook his head, and drew away, ending the kiss. He didn't want this. He wanted Luhan, but not the drunk Luhan. He wanted the clean, sober, Luhan to love him.

Luhan looked confused at him.

"Why did you do that?" he asked. If Minseok’s mind had been any more organized in the moment, he would've realized that Luhan was neither swaying, nor did he mess up the words when he spoke. And that his eyes weren't drifting away at all. But Minseok was too messed up to realize any of that at all.

"I don't want this," he sighed. "Luhan, you're messing me up. I want you, and your drunken state obviously knows that. But, I don't want your drunken state. Come on now, I need you to go to bed before you do something even more stupid." he talked in a low, soothing voice, and took a small sip of the cup of water in his right hand. He slipped his arm under Luhans, and started to half-carry him up to Joonmyuns room again. However, Luhan stopped him. He released Minseok’s grip on him, and grabbed his shoulders. Then, he locked eyes with him, looking deeply into his eyes. "Minseok," he whispered.

But Minseok looked away. "Luhan," he mumbled. "You won't remember it tomorrow. Please don't." he sighed, almost crushed by the pressure. Why did Luhan do this to him?

Then, Luhan fished something out from his pocket. The little hip flask! Was he going to drink even more?

"Luhan, please. You're drunk enough, and there isn't even anything in that flask anymore." he tried to reason with him. But Luhan wouldn't listen, and forced Minseok to look him in the eyes.

"Do I look drunk?" he asked. And then Minseok started to notice all these little things, one by one. Luhans perfect pronunciation. The way he walked. His eyes, which showed Minseok that he was actually there.

Minseok shook his head, becoming confused. How did Luhan become sober so fast?

Luhan smirked in a well-known manner. "Does my - breath - smell like alcohol?" he whispered. Minseok shook his head again, slightly embarrassed.

"Try to freeze this," Luhan said and nodded towards the little hip flask. There were surely some drops left in the flask, but why did he need to freeze them? Minseok was about to refuse and ask why, but Luhans eyes became even more serious than they already were, and Minseok just nodded and did as he was told. He soon realized there was something wrong. The freezing point... It was different from alcohol. It was like...