EXO OTP ONESHOTS (Fluff and Smut)

> HunHan* [Let's Not Let Go, Please]

*top!luhan, bottom!sehun, heavy angst, happy ending

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What if the love that once felt so good starts to break apart? Can everything just suddenly all come back?

"It's part of it," Sehun articulates. "It's part of it, right? You loved me for a long time. The warmth became too familiar it's now boring.."

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[Let's Not Let Go, Please]

"How many times are we gonna have this talk? I told you I hate this. At least have some decency to not watch pornography and touch yourself when I'm around. All that useless shit is eating up your time. You're such a sex addict, Sehun."

"Tell me something I don't know," Sehun snaps and rolls his eyes, pushing his laptop close. "Mind your own business," he mutters as he starts putting the gadget away.

"Okay. Mind your own business then," Lu Han retorts, a lot louder than he thought he would.

Sehun visibly flinches at it, but he tries to not make it obvious as he presses the tip of his tongue against the inside of his right cheek.

"Sometimes I just regret marrying you," Lu Han mindlessly blurts out.

Sehun freezes at that, before he glances quickly at Lu Han. "What?"

Lu Han blinks in realization and averts his gaze to Sehun's face. Oh, fuck.

"You regret marrying me?" Sehun asks, his effort-induced tightened fists unclenching as he frowns subtly. "Let's divorce then..?" he says softly, gulping.

"Sehun—"

"I'm sorry," Sehun speaks, looking away. "You just don't understand. But it's okay if you don't. I just hope you at least try to know why I do these things.. If you really don't want me anymore, that's fine.."

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Not a word is spoken as the afternoon goes by, even as the sky gets darker and the moon and stars get their turn to shine.

Now, though, Lu Han is facing Sehun's back as they lay on the bed, and he wraps his arm around the younger's waist with hesitation, a protective hand over the younger's abdomen.

Sehun is humming in contentment though, so Lu Han takes it as an acceptance to the familiar action.

After a few seconds of shuffling, Sehun turns around so he can face Lu Han, silently burying his head into Lu Han's neck.

Lu Han smiles and tightens his hold around Sehun, wordlessly bringing one hand up Sehun's hair to massage his lover's scalp.

"Are you gonna divorce me?" Sehun whispers, hands clenched into fists once again.

Lu Han pauses in brushing Sehun's hair.

Sehun . .

"No," Lu Han quickly and briefly answers. Sehun looks up at him, shuffling to make the position more confortable. And fuck, does Lu Han's heart ache so much with how Sehun's longing eyes stare at his.

"Not yet?" Sehun questions. "W-When..?"

"Never," Lu Han mutters. "I love you."

"I'm sorry," Sehun talks so softly, his fingers gently grabbing Lu Han's side. "Don't go.."

"I won't, Sehun," Lu Han answers and pulls Sehun closer.

Sehun exhales slowly in relief, but then he quickly closes his eyes. "W-We always argue because of the same damn thing."