Opposites attract, they said. [SeKai]

Twenty Eight

Sehun woke up to the sun shining on his face and an arm draped over his waist. He rubbed his eyes and stretched on the bed, turning around to see a half-naked Jongin next to him. A small smile made its way to his lips as he remembered the events of the previous day but a blush quickly replaced it when he remembered the previous night. Jongin was sound asleep, lightly snoring, disheveled hair that was becoming a little long now draped over his forehead and all over the pillow. Sehun didn't mind it though, he thought his hair looked better long. He brought his hand up to brush the strands off his face so he could see him more clearly. Now that it was the next morning, it felt a little weird to think about what happened the previous night. It wasn't that Sehun didn't like it, it was just... weird. He had never been exposed like that to anyone ever before and it was quite embarrassing to think about.

Sehun's hand was absent-mindedly caressing the elder's soft hair and before he knew it, Jongin's eyes were fluttering open adorably. He yawned and his eyes met his boyfriend's, before grinning goofily.

"Good morning," He said, his voice thick with sleep.

"Morning," Sehun muttered.

Jongin moved to lie above Sehun on the bed and dug his face into his neck, placing a small kiss there, "How are you feeling?"

Sehun smiled, "Good. You?"

"Hm... I don't know. I'm just really happy."

"Why?"

"I don't know. I just am."

"Um... Do you wanna talk about last night?"

"What's there to talk about?" Jongin asked, lifting his head up so he could look at his boyfriend.

"Well, you know..."

"Aww, you're all shy, again," Jongin cooed, teasingly pulling his cheek, "So cute."

"Shut up."

Jongin laughed and leaned down to capture his lips in a soft kiss. But it was soon broken when the doorbell rang, making Jongin groan and pull away.

"Is that your mom?" Sehun asked.

"No.. She's supposed to be back after tomorrow," Jongin said with a frown, getting up from the bed, "I'll go see who it is. You wait here."

"Okay."

He watched as Jongin put on his sweatpants and a T-shirt before leaving the room. He came back a few minutes later with a slight frown marring his features.

"You okay?" Sehun asked.

"It's your mother."

"What?" Sehun's eyes widened in shock.

"Your mother is downstairs. She's asking for you."

The younger blinked a few times, trying to think of a reason for her to come. He got up from the bed and put on his t-shirt and pants that were scattered on the floor from the previous night and got downstairs, Jongin slowly following behind him.

"Mom? What're you doing here?" Sehun asked once he saw his mother at the door.

She smiled at him, "Ah, I came here a few times yesterday but it seemed you weren't home."

"No um... we were out pretty much the whole day," He said, awkwardly scratching the back of his head.

"I see. I came to wish you a happy birthday. And well..."

"Well...?"

The woman seemed slightly nervous, "I was wondering... if you wanted to go shopping together? Have some mother-son bonding time?"