Opposites attract, they said. [SeKai]

Twelve

Sehun:

Hey mom. I'm staying at a friend's house right now. I just need some time to clear my head. I'll be back home whenever I'm ready.

With that, Sehun turned off his cell phone and placed it on the coffee table, not wanting to know how she would reply to the message. Frankly all he needed right now was to relax and he seriously wasn't in the mood for his parents' non-stop nagging. He didn't want to go back home because being in that mansion despressed him. It was as if the walls, the chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, the floors, the furniture, everything there was looking down at him, almost mocking him. Reminding him of all the memories and the pain he had gone through. A home is supposed to be somewhere you feel safe, comfortable, reassured that you have somewhere to go back to at the end of the day. But what he felt in his own house was the exact opposite of that. It was like the moment he set foot in that mansion, he would be plagued with all this negativity and loneliness.

But Jongin's house was comfortable, cozy. It felt more like home than his own house.

Jongin walked into the living room a second later, throwing Sehun a carton of chocolate milk, to which the blonde raised a questioning eyebrow.

"What? I thought you liked chocolate milk." Jongin said with a silly grin as he popped open his can of soda and plopped down on the couch next to Sehun.

"I do. I'm just surprised you actually remembered that."

"That's because you're the only one in school who actually drinks it."

Sehun rolled his eyes as he shoved the straw into the carton and took a big sip. "Everyone at school is too cool for chocolate milk."

"Yeah I'm sorry no one at school is five."

"You think I'm five?"

"Ahh give or take."

"Gee, thanks." Sehun rolled his eyes.

If there was one thing that Sehun liked about Jongin, it was that he wasn't treating him differently even after he told him everything. He didn't look at him with pity or treat him like glass that was about to shatter at any second. No, it was just like it was before he even said anything. Maybe the elder was just trying to pretend like nothing happened so Sehun wouldn't feel uncomfortable but the latter appreciated it anyway.

They stared blankly at the television screen for a few minutes before Jongin spoke up again. "Luhan'sleaving in a few days."

Sehun felt his heart sink in his chest but managed to keep his voice flat, "I know."

"I hope you didn't forget about the party I was planning to throw for him."

"I didn't. I was just waiting for the whole showcase thing to be over with first. But are you sure you want me there anyway? I mean, you guys are old friends. I wouldn't wanna be there and make it all awkward which I always seem to excel at."

Jongin scoffed, "Are you kidding? Of course you have to be there! You're the reason we were able to sort out differences in the first place. Besides, it's obvious the guy really cares about you."

Sehun lifted a brow curiously, "Really?"

"Of course." Jongin grinned. For a second, Sehun wondered if Luhan liked him back. Luhan had always been caring, but maybe he was just being a good Hyung. The blonde didn't want to misunderstand his actions or get any wrong ideas.

What's the point now, anyway? He's leaving.

Every time the thought crossed his mind, his heart would clench painfully. Luhan was his first friend. And he was leaving just like that. Then what was going to happen to him? He knew he was going to miss his Hyung terribly. He wondered how different things would have been if only they met a little sooner. Maybe the elder would like him back someday and they could be together, even if it was just for a short while. But Sehun knew that was just wishful thinking.