Sticky End

ten

            December, the twenty first... it was cold outside and inside. Sehun was holding his phone tightly hoping his hyung would send him even just one text. Moments passed and nothing, he already half expected that outcome.

            'Come on Sehun' Daeun wrapped her arm around Sehun's and slowly pulled him away towards their gate.

            His heart grew weak every step he took, it made him feel miserable. His selfish thoughts started to overflow. Just when he was in front of the gate with Daeun beside him, he suddenly felt regretful. Sehun regretted not doing anything to take Luhan back. Just when it was too late, and he was leaving, he thought about doing anything to have his hyung with him.

            'Sehun, let's go' she smiled happily and Sehun gave her a smile he could barely manage. Daeun knew he was hurting, but she had to ignore it. She didn't want him to think about Luhan right now.

            'De, let's go' Sehun turned his attention back to their path, and as Daeun did so... his smile slowly faded away. And with every step, his heart grew heavier than before.

            December, in the morning of twenty forth, in front of the television there laid Luhan and Xiumin warmly cuddling underneath the covers. But in between their moment Xiumin felt Luhan's seeping emotions. 'He's surely thinking about Sehun' Xiumin thought.

            'Do you want a cup of coffee, Lulu?' he asked, trying to distract Luhan

            'A-Ah, sure' he smiled

            Xiumin stood up and head towards the kitchen counter from there he looked at Luhan. He was still in deep thought. Xiumin sighed, and wished for Luhan to be able to hide his obvious emotions sometimes.

            'He left on the twenty first' Xiumin said, as though it was a mumble only to him.

            'What was that?' Luhan asked innocently as he looked back.

            'Nothing, never mind what I said'

Luhan pouted. He was just too curious with what Xiumin said, the next thing he knew was he was at the kitchen counter too.

'Ne, what did you say?' Luhan continued to pester Xiumin, but the man continued to ignore him. It made Luhan a bit irritated, and he has been feeling annoyed since last night. Out of his petty anger Luhan added a table spoon of coffee into Xiumin's cup. It was the thing that made Xiumin perplexed than anything.

'Why'd you do that??' Xiumin raised his voice

'It's your fault!' Luhan replied

'I told you to forget about what I said, it's no big deal'

'What is wrong with you?' Luhan crossed his arms

'I should be the one asking that'

They stared daggers at each other, a simple feud it should have been. If only Xiumin kept his jealousy to himself.

            'You still can't stop thinking about him, huh?' he hissed

            'W-What?' Luhan stuttered a bit.

            'You've been thinking about Sehun all this time, right? You keep asking yourself, 'Why? Why hasn't he contact me?' am I right?'

            'Xiumin, come on. What are you talking about?' Luhan tried to avert his gaze. He was guilty of thinking about Sehun, but not in that way. All he thought about was if Sehun and their mother have reunited.  He thought about their family, and how he wished he had come with him.

            All of a sudden Xiumin threw the cup of coffee to the ground. It was his favourite mug too. It startled Luhan, he was stiff. Looking into Xiumin's angered eyes he didn't know what to say to him.

            'I said that he left on the twenty first. Sehun... he flew off to China.'

            'W-Why? Why—'

            'Why didn't I tell you?' Xiumin finished his sentence.

Luhan was speechless, and Xiumin smirked at him. 'I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to think about him. Anything about him, I despise it, Luhan'

            'He told me that he was sorry for what happened, for hurting you' after saying those words Xiumin watched Luhan's expression changed. As if he was in the verge of crying from sadness and happiness. It crumpled his heart bit by bit as he realized... Luhan is still undeniably in love with Sehun and he couldn't do anything about it.

            They were left silent, Luhan didn't know what to say and Xiumin didn't want to sprout anymore words from his anger. He just walked away from Luhan, and left him by the kitchen counter.

            Luhan felt angry, but he restrained himself greatly. He knew that Xiumin did that only to protect him. It was for the better. But he couldn't ignore the fucking pain in his chest. It was suffocating. He wanted to hear those words from Sehun. He wanted to at least give his regards to their mom before he left.

            But the thing he wanted most was, he wanted Sehun to take him. To be selfish once again and make him go with him back to China. He wanted to see Sehun do something for them to be together. Even if it was a family matter, he didn't care. Luhan wanted to be with Sehun again. He wanted to be okay with him again.

Sounds of quick footsteps, he heard from outside. Keys and the sudden slam of the door, Luhan left him. Luhan left him alone. Xiumin was inside his bedroom, hidden inside his covers. He didn't want to face the sudden reality that slapped him. He didn't want to show himself the weakness he's been hiding. Just within hours, Luhan will be his. He will not let himself waver, not now.