Coffee Shop (EXO Xiuhan/Lumin)

Everything comes to an end eventually

Now it's been years since I updated! I'm really sorry. I just got home from Greece, and even though I'm dead tired, I'll post the last part, to not keep you waiting. I hope you've been expecting this as much as I have! And, so, with the last chapter, we'll say goodbye to this story for now (but please, if you liked it, feel free to re-read it. It might not be the same but then it would all be connected?).

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"Yah!" Minseok shouted and caught Luhan from behind.

Luhan tried to turn to him, but Minseok hugged him while holding him in a steel-grip.

"Don't you DARE," he whispered, "leave me again," he stood like that for half a minute, and then let go, his arms falling to his sides. Luhan stood stiff in shock as Minseok hugged him, but softened as he was let go.

He turned around, tears streaming down his face. He had been holding them in, pretending that he was okay for Minseok. But Minseok didn't care. The important thing for him was that Luhan didn't back away. He didn't turn around and run, like he usually would have. Minseok knew him well enough to know that. Luhan was open minded, kind-hearted and nice, but the didn't like bonding. He feared it.

They were standing so close to each other that they were only centimeters from touching, like they had been that day in his apartment. Luhan had put on a straight face in front of Minseok, but couldn't do it anymore now. The tears were silently rolling down his cheeks, continuously. And Minseok could feel his own press behids his eyelids. The face of the broken Luhan in front of him was almost too much.

"Then what else am I supposed to do?” Luhan asked.  “At least if I move, I'll have roof over my head. They would never leave their fetcher to die so easily..." He sounded unsure for a few seconds, "I think..."

It may have been in that moment that Minseok decided. Just when Luhan said 'I think', throwing his life around like it was a ball. Minseok wouldn't let him do that. What would all this struggles up until now be worth, if he died? What would all those years of constantly living on the edge matter, if he was no longer alive? And what would Minseok do? He had finally found Luhan. He had finally found someone he cared for that way. Yes, he had Lay. Yes, he had his parents. But it wasn't the same. They would never be Luhan. No one would ever be Luhan.

"So you're telling me, that if you had somewhere to live, you would stay here?" he asked, and Luhan nodded. They were only ten centimeters apart, and Minseok could almost hear Luhan’s heartbeat, beating fast in sync with his own. Their foreheads were almost touching, and it sent shivers down his spine. He hadn't fully realized what Luhan meant to him, until now. So much more than he had thought. This wasn't just some stupid high school-love. This was something so pure it was almost unbearable. It burned a hole through his heart, and all he wanted to do, was grip the boy in front of him tight and never let go. He wanted to fall asleep to the sound of Luhan's breathing. He wanted to wake up with Luhan cuddeled up beside him. All he wanted, was to be near him.

Luhan slowly nodded to Minseok's question, wondering where this was headed. Minseok could feel Luhan’s breath mixed with muted sobs on his lips, and he resisted the urge to touch his face to wipe away the tears. The light in his eyes looked so broken. His face looked too old for someone only aged 24. 

"Then live with ME, Luhan," Minseok outed the words, and Luhan's tired, puffy eyes looked at him, shocked. Then he shook his head. Luhan hated depending on people, Minseok knew that. But for once, he wanted Luhan to have a little faith in him. He wanted to show Luhan that they would get through it together, as long as Luhan let go for a little while.

"There is no way I could do that," he sighed and averted his eyes. "You're too kind to me, Minseok,"

This made Minseok want to grip Luhan's shoulders and shake him until he admitted that Minseok was right. Luhan could stop his act now. He could stop being so tough. For once, couldn't he just let someone else do things for him?