Luhan goes on speaking about all kinds of things and all Sehun could do was stare at him.
"Ha, Sehun-shi, do you want to have some breakfast.??What do you want to have.? You like Chocó chip pancakes with chocolate syrup right.?? Can I make it for you.??"
Luhan knows what he likes.? Of course he does. But...what does Luhan like.?? Ya, there is no way he would know that.
Sehun nods his head involuntarily as Luhan gives him one of his wide smiles, making him feel sick in his stomach every time he does that.
Luhan once again waddles into the kitchen as he pulls out all the necessary ingredients for his recipe as he speaks again.
"Do you know? You actually ate my cooking before. Remember those Sushi you really liked.? I was the one who made them, not Junmyun hyung. And the chicken porridge that D.O-shi gave you when you are sick.? He actually lied to you. Every time I made something for you, I always asked someone to tell you they made it. Because I was scared that you wouldn't even touch it if you know that I made them all. But this time, I want you to know that I made it, tell me how you feel about it Sehun-shi."
Soon Luhan was done and puts the plate full of pancakes in front of Sehun, waiting for the taller to take a bit. And Sehun swears, they were the best Chocó chip pancakes he had ever eaten.
"Do you like them.??" Luhan asks with lots of enthusiasm and Sehun nods almost immediately, stuffing his face with them.
"Thank god. I am glad you liked them.!!" And then come his signature smile.
They end up sitting in the couch, watching re runs of some drama as Luhan leans onto his shoulder, a bit sleepy. He snuggles into his torso as he mumbles
"How good it would have been if it was like this since the beginning.?" And that sentence pierced Sehun's weak heart like an arrow. Ha.!! Who's is he calling a weak heart.?? His.?? Its Luhan's heart which is weak, no..soft. Too soft while his.?? It was a stone, frozen from all the emotion. He stares at Luhan for god know how long until Luhan falls asleep in his arms. He unwraps himself and helps Luhan to lie down properly as he briskly walks out of the apartment, dashing into their dorm and collapsing onto the floor. That baby blue scarf was still wrapped around his neck, making his suffocated. Every fucking second he spent in that apartment reminded him of how much he made that place a hell for Luhan. What have he done.?? He feels so disgusted at himself. He became heart less because he lost his love but now, his love stood right in front of him and he just couldn't find himself opening his heart because he knows, his love deserves someone better. Luhan is an angle and he doesn't deserve a demon like him. That was the only sentence that kept on repeating in his head.
Sehun shivers, his eyes wet as hard sobs spill out of his lips. His members rush to him, shocked to see their maknae in such devastated state. Sehun was someone who hid his feeling the best but looking at him breaking down like this, they couldn't help but letting their eyes go warm. They gather around him, hugging and slightly shaking him to get his attention, only to go in vain.
"Sehun.!!" Their leader shouts and that's when Sehun gets out of his world, staring deep into his hyung's eyes before hugging the elder and weeping harder.
"I..I am not a human Hyung...I am a demon, I am soo cruel, he..he doesn't deserve me..he doesn't deserve a demon like me.." Sehun mumbles into his hyung's embrace and his members get confused at his sudden confession.
But maybe Xiumin did, Xiumin did understand what his youngest is struggling about. He throws on last look at his brother's before slowly pulling Sehun into his room, locking the door to give them some privacy. Xiumin waits for Sehun to calm down as he slowly offers him a glass of water. Sehun gulps down the whole contents and puts it aside and the room turns silent just like that.
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Our Destiny
FanfictionWhen two people are meant for each other, no time is too long, no distance is too far, and nobody can keep them apart. Destiny will always bring them together. A story of a rich idol and a poor commoner boy.