Sticky End

twenty two

            The morning of April eleventh was enlightening. Waking up in the arms of Sehun, the feeling of having a great sleep, both tired but happy out of their wits. Luhan was facing Sehun as they embraced one another as they lied down beneath the sheets they shared. He gave him a kiss on the lips as a wakeup call, and soon after, Sehun opened his eyes and smiled at him.

            'Good morning, Sehun' Luhan greeted happily

            Sehun tightened his embrace and kissed his forehead, 'Good morning, hyung'

            They stayed there, lying down for a few moments until Luhan felt hungry, and Sehun knew that it was a sign to get up and start the day. After a quick wash, Sehun hurriedly took his wallet, kissed his hyung on his forehead and left for grocery shopping.

            A breakfast that was composed of ready-to-eat rice and packed curry was shared happily on their old dining table; they sat facing and chuckling at each other.

            'Sehun, it's already the eleventh' Luhan started, 'what would you like to do tomorrow?' he asked

            'What do you mean?' Sehun asked back

            'It's your birthday tomorrow, don't you remember?'

            'Oh... oh yeah, I forgot sorry' he gave a slight chuckle, 'Well, I don't know... I'm alright with just being here eating curry with you'

            'You don't want to go somewhere?' he continued to ask

            Sehun nodded and held his hand, 'I'm okay with this, hyung' he gave a smile which made Luhan believe he was contented. But what he didn't know was that Sehun was hiding their location to both their doctors.

            Yesterday was a close one, he had a slim chance on getting away from them if Doctor Lee didn't hesitate on catching him then maybe he didn't get to come back. The thought of it pained his mind, a stinging pain that had been lingering since yesterday, right after finding himself at the bottom of their apartment's stair case.

            'Sehun, are you alright? Why aren't you answering me?' Luhan waved his hand in front of Sehun who had been staring blankly at the air.

            'Oh, I'm sorry hyung... what were you saying? I'm kind of losing my attention, maybe I'm tired' it wasn't a lie, he was feeling unusually tired, his head felt light and he felt drowsy.

            Luhan placed his pale hand on Sehun's forehead and shook his head, 'You don't have a fever, so what's wrong?' he asked concerned.

            Sehun's heart sank he didn't want his hyung to be worried. So instantly, he smiled at him and said, 'I'm just kidding you, hyung.' He chuckled, and Luhan just gave him a faint smile, obviously still worried about him.

            To not make things worse, Sehun did his best to forget the pain he was feeling. Hours of playing together made Luhan forget about Sehun's tiredness, he was a great actor. But as the hours passed by, Sehun felt the pain growing even more. It felt like his head was going to pop, as if it was a floating balloon connected to his neck. Stubborn as he always was, Sehun turned his attention to his hyung.

            After hours of nonstop playing, they decided to clean the house. With lack of cleaning materials both had a hard time doing it, but they just laughed at their ideas for improvising. It took hours before they finished cleaning their parent's room and they only stopped when it was lunch time.