Sticky End

seven

            Luhan has gotten the hang of avoiding Sehun. It was a mean thing to do, but it was about time he did it. It was one step closer to moving on, he believed.

            'Lulu, you want to go see this movie? I heard it's nice' Xiumin talked gleefully as he usually does, it made Luhan chuckle.

            'Sure, but it's going to be all on you' he teased. Xiumin pouted a bit and replied, 'Half, I'll pay for the tickets you handle the food'

            Luhan placed his index finger on his chin and acted as if he was thinking deeply, 'I've just remembered I was going to do some overnight work today...' he smirked

            'Ugh fine, I pay the food and the cab, you pay the tickets' Xiumin compromised

It made Luhan laugh at him, 'I'm kidding, Xiumin. I'm okay with splitting everything'

            The two of them had a harmonious night out, it was simple and fun. Maybe, just maybe... Luhan's decision for choosing Xiumin was the right thing to do. It made both of them happy. Even though he still had feelings for Sehun, Luhan was feeling a bit relieved every time he was with Xiumin.

            Xiumin was good for him. He knew and understood Luhan to the fullest, and even though their relationship wasn't clear to both of them he still stood firmly for Luhan. He was hopeful that Luhan would eventually be contented with him. Even though it might take some time, he was willing to wait by the sidelines. He just wanted to be there for Luhan whenever he needed someone. Xiumin loved him that much.

            Meanwhile, Sehun was preoccupied with his own troubles. As he sat down facing an unfamiliar old face with his stethoscope hanging by his neck, wall clock ticking as the man spoke unfamiliar words to him, he felt dizzy.

            'You have haemophilia A, it's an acquired haemophilia.'

His ears started to ring as he heard it. He was nervous and had a lot of questions drowning him.

            'Haemophilia is a blood disorder wherein blood does not clot properly. When you get a wound most likely it will not close on its own'

            'As much as haemophilia is rare, your case is the rarest one of them all. But not to worry, it's only in a mild case.'

            Sehun was undeniably afraid by the news, and it made him stay a little longer to talk with his doctor.

            It was quarter to nine when Luhan came home, he found Sehun sitting by the kitchen counter with a cup of ramen in front of him. It was unusual for him to laze around and decide not to cook.

            'Welcome home, hyung' Sehun smiled at him as soon as he passed by.

He wanted to ignore him but he just couldn't ignore the cup of ramen and asked,

            'Why are you eating cup noodles? Were the ingredients finished?'

Sehun looked at his cup noodles then smiled again, 'It's nothing, I just thought of having a change for dinner.' A lie. A very bad lie it was. But it was enough to make his hyung drop all questions and just carry on with his merry way.

 The real reason he was eating cup noodles was because he was too afraid to injure himself again. He was too cautious, so he decided not to hold the knife today and just boil some water from the water dispenser, and idly wait for his noodles to get cooked.

As Luhan closed the door, Sehun was having a debate with himself on whether he should tell Luhan that he's been diagnosed with haemophilia or not. But as he remembers that Luhan was ignoring him, more over avoiding him, he stiffly restrained himself again.