Tumblr Crush

His friends think its silly Apparently, Luhan is too old to be using Tumblr, to be blogging for hours
straight and interacting with strangers from other states and countries. Hes heard it countless times
from Xiumin and Junmyeon, and Chanyeol gave up after his third comment about it. Luhan and his
friends work in an insurance company, though Luhans role isnt as important as the others just
some filing here and there, and the occasional phone call, but majority of the time, hes sitting at his
desk bored and scrolling through his dashboard.

Dont you have some filing to do? Xiumin asks as he passes by Luhans cubical. Luhans hunched
over in his chair, chin nestled in his palm as he holds himself up on his elbow settled on the desk as
he reblogs a picture of something soccer related.
Did it already.
Luhans friends only know of his little addiction to Tumblr, but they dont know his main reasoning for
checking his dashboard so frequently. The little red notification on top indicating a new message
always brightens up his mood, a wide smile on his face as he checks it.
Hes been talking to someone lately - a new friend. It started over the mutual fascination with bubble
tea, and then they started to talk more, having learned how much they have in common. It took a
while for them to introduce themselves to each other with their real names, having only known each
other by their Tumblr screen names. The others name is Sehun. The boy posts a lot of his selcas as
well as his dance videos, and he seems quite popular on the site. Sometimes it baffles Luhan that
someone as popular as Sehun is taking the time to talk to him so much. And maybe Luhan has a
small crush on the boy from his pictures, his looks are nothing like hes ever seen. His dancing
impresses him, and the small stomach flashes when he does specific dance moves shows him that
hes pretty slender, yet toned. Luhan shakes his head, trying to rid himself of the thoughts. Its
normal, right? People develop small crushes on pretty people on the Internet all the time
Right?
Theyve been talking for a little over a month now, but all Luhan knows about him is his name, his
face, his dancing skills, and his fascination with bubble tea. He wonders where the boy lives, if hes
working or studying, how old he is
The red notification signifying one new message has Luhan looking to see if any of his co-workers
were around. He bit his lip, clicking on the message.
oshnx94 said: Whats up? Im bored af.
He laughs to himself quietly. A simple message from him makes him feel all giddy, no matter what he
says.
hanluxiao answered: Bored at work. How can I help your boredom, Sehunnie~?
Hes surprised by how quickly he receives the next message or messages, rather.

oshnx94 said: I wanna do something :c

oshnx94 said: Can you just jump through the computer and come keep me company? ;;
His messages have Luhans heart beating a little faster, exhaling a deep breath as he sends his
response.
hanluxiao answered: I would if I could I really would, Sehun-ah.

Luhan! He jumps a little, straightening up and closing the Tumblr window, looking over at
Junmyeon as he walks up to his cubical.
Yes?
I need you to file all these papers. He lays a rather large stack of papers on Luhans desk, shooting
him a wide grin before walking back to his office. Luhan sighs, moving his chair closer so he can
begin filing. He really just wants to talk to Sehun some more; he sounded pretty lonely. What if hes
upset about something and has no one to talk to? Nah.. Hes pretty popular from what hes seen.. he
must have many friends. All these conflicting thoughts continue to run through his head as he files
everything. It takes him the rest of his shift to finish, and hes already checking Tumblr on his phone
as hes walking to his car. His eyes widen at the notification of seven new messages. Hes mentally
punching himself because he sees theyre all from Sehun begging for attention. He decides to send
him a separate message with an apology.
hanluxiao said: Im so sorry.. Work got kinda busy for me for the last two hours.. Are you
okay? :<
And now he has to drive home. What if he replies right away but wont get another answer for the
next thirty minutes as hes going home? But when hes stepping into his home and checking his
phone, theres nothing in his inbox. He frowns, plopping down on his bed and clicks on Sehuns
screen name, curious about his posts today. With furrowed eyebrows, he scrolls down a little - only
two posts today; thats extremely strange. In a day, Sehun usually makes at least twenty posts: two
selcas a day, about ten to twelve text posts, a dance video, and some miscellaneous reblogs. But
today, all Luhan sees is an audio reblog and a text post thats a bit saddening. It has ninety-seven
notes, majority of them being replies and reblogs of concern from his fans.

oshnx94:
Feeling down today.. lonely.. ignored, maybe??? It kinda hurts ; n ;

Was Luhan part of this? He noticed the post was made an hour after he disappeared from Tumblr.
Does Sehun think he was ignoring him? Now hes worried. Sehun isnt one to talk about his personal
life, but he has mentioned a few times that hes a bit up and down with his moods and gets
depressed sometimes, but Luhan took that as an exaggeration that most people use.
He sent him a few more messages, as if itd make him check his inbox a little faster. He wishes he
had an easier way to contact him sometimes, but hes been too afraid to ask him.
Sehun doesnt reply that night.

Its 9:30AM when Luhan wakes up, and the first thing he does is grab his phone. He ignores the
texts and goes straight to Tumblr. From what hes noticed, Sehun is usually up at this time, from
wherever he may be, so hes not surprised when he sees he has a few new messages.
oshnx94 answered: Yeah, sorry.. I after you stopped replying, I kinda had a panic attack and
forced myself to sleep.. Im sorry if I worried you ;;
Luhan frowns, sitting up from his bed as guilt washes over him. Maybe he would have been okay if
Luhan had replied, but its too late now. He clicks on his page to see if theres anything new. It seems
hes back on his normal blogging schedule, having already posted a selca at this time. He smiles at
it though, admiring it for a few long moments. He dyed his hair again, he says to himself.
hanluxiao said: Hey.. if my company helps at all, would you like to have another way of
communication..? Tumblr isnt always the best..
He gets a reply about ten minutes later when Luhan is brushing his teeth. His eyebrows raise as he
looks at the message containing Sehuns phone number, and it gives him an odd, warm feeling in his
chest. Hes pretty sure itll only be used for texting, but the thought of hearing Sehuns voice, hearing
him speak to Luhan directly

From then on, for the next couple of weeks, the two begin talking more via text message. Sometimes
theyd send each other random Tumblr messages that theyd post publicly, but all their conversations
take place in texts. Sehun still makes Luhan have those weird feelings, even if theyre talking about
something completely normal. Sehun hasnt seemed sad since then, and Luhan hopes hes the
reason for that, so he tries his best to reply to him as soon as he can.
One night, their way of conversing steps up a notch.
Sehuns parents are fighting again, and hes locked himself up in his room, curled up in his blankets
as he makes another post on Tumblr stating that hell be gone for the night. Hes already texting
Luhan about not feeling too well.
[ : Sehun ] My parents are fighting..
[ : Sehun ]I think Im gonna have an attack ;;;;
[ : Luhan ] What? No no no, Sehunnie..
Now Luhans on the verge of panicking, sitting up on his bed and setting his laptop aside. He
hesitates with his next text, but he figures he better ask now.
[ : Luhan ] How can I help? Can I call you?
Sehun takes in a deep breath, beginning to tear up as he reads his message. He doesnt bother
texting back and just presses the call button. Moving the blankets over his head, he brings the phone
to his ear and listens to the ringing, shaking and whimpering quietly already as he waits. On the
other end, Luhan stares at the name on his phone screen, not believing it at first but quickly answers
when he processes the situation. His voice is low at first but then he clears his throat.
Hello..? He greets, biting his lip.
..L-Luhan..? Luhan swears his heart skipped a beat from hearing him say his name. He breathes
out shakily, slowly lying back down.

Hey, Sehunnie.. You okay? It was a dumb question, but he really had no idea what to say. Breathe
in and out.. Sehun already feels himself calming from the sound of Luhans voice, taking in a shaky
breath and letting it out slowly, and Luhan listens to it carefully.
I-I really.. want someone h-here right now..
It hurts Luhan to know Sehun is going through this kind of pain. He never seemed like such a fragile
guy before he always saw him as overly confident and content with his life, but he guesses things
are never what they seem, at first at least.
Im sorry, Sehunnie.. I would if I
If you could.. I know.. but y-you cant a-and..
He hears him choke on a sob and it breaks his heart, clenching his fist and closing his eyes.
Sehun
W-will I meet you one day?
Luhan is caught off guard, and hes silent for a moment too long, hearing another whimper from the
other end of the line. I-I mean.. n-nevermind.. Th-thats dumb.
Sehun, where do you live? Its an impulsive question, but hes been curious since before they even
started talking, and now it seems more relevant than ever. But Sehun pauses for a long moment,
keeping silent before speaking in a soft tone.
.BBusan..
Luhans hand smacks his forehead and runs down his face, sighing heavily. Wow..
Whats wrong..? He bites his lip, much calmer now but a bit anxious considering the current
conversation.
So far.., he frowns, Im in Seoul
Wow.
Yeah..

They continue to talk about the distance between them, and it carries on and the conversation
changes a couple times. Luhans proud of the fact that he was able to cheer Sehun up and hear his
laugh for the first time. They talk for a few hours before drowsiness becomes too hard to handle, and
they give their good nights.

Whenever Sehun has a down, hes always back to his usual self on Tumblr the next day. His selcas
are extra cute today, Luhan thinks, and it make him realize Sehuns never seen what Luhan looks
like. And that amazes Luhan. Sehuns never asked him about his own selcas, or anything about his
appearance, but he still talks to him normally. But what if he starts acting differently if he did see
him? Luhan shakes the thought out of his head, deciding to just see the good in the situation.
[ : Luhan ] Cute selcas.
[ : Sehun ] Aw, thank you o 3 o
[ : Luhan ] How often do you dye your hair? That must be so bad for you.
[ : Sehun ] I like changing up my style from time to time.. Its refreshing, yknow?
It was one of those nights where Luhan had to stay at the office a little later than usual. He told
Sehun ahead of time so he wouldnt think hes being ignored, and he gets home half an hour passed
midnight. His last text from Sehun was from hours ago, having said that hed talk to him after he
finishes work. He wonders if hes still awake, but from his Tumblr posts, it sure seemed like it.
Though, hes pretty surprised by what hes blogging, but also extremely amused. Theres a variety of
pictures and gifs relating to sex and kissing, and his last text post reads:
oshnx94:
so horny but so lonely
Naturally, that post has over two-hundred notes, probably from hormonal teenagers dying to take
care of that problem. Luhan sees that his last reblog was two minutes ago, so he decides to send
him a message.
hanluxiao said: > v >

oshnx94 answered: Whats that face for? < A <

hanluxiao replied: Oh nothing~
Ever since they started messaging each other and publishing their asks, Luhan noticed a large influx
of followers on his part, and hes been getting many messages, mostly anonymous, regarding his
relationship with Sehun. Luhan and Sehun laugh about it sometimes, but Luhan secretly loves it.

Sehun doesnt reply on Tumblr, but sends a text instead. Luhan can only smirk and laugh as he
reads it, laying himself down on his bed as he texts back.
[ : Sehun ] Dont laugh at my needs.
[ : Luhan ] But its funny~
[ : Sehun ] You wouldnt be laughing if you were begging to be touched and no one was around to
do it.
[ : Luhan ] Maybe, but Im still gonna laugh at you.
[ : Sehun ] Jerk.
[ : Luhan ] Jerk off.
[ : Sehun ] I already did :c
[ : Luhan ] I would help you.
[ : Luhan ] If I could.
Luhan stares at his phone. Did I really just, but the message had already been sent and a wave
of regret hits him like a tsunami.
[ : Sehun ] If only.
And he surely didnt expect that. He finds it kind of odd.. Sehun doesnt know Luhans face, he
doesnt know his age, his life

[ : Luhan ] Sehun, you know nothing about me. You dont find that weird?
[ : Sehun ] What..? I know youre really nice and you.. you keep me company and make me feel
better.. What else do I have to know?
[ : Luhan ] Well maybe.. My age? I dont even know how old you are.
[ : Sehun ] 20
[ : Luhan ] ..Really?
[ : Sehun ] Yup. Did you think I was underaged?
[ : Luhan ] I didnt know what to thinkI cant tell from your selcas.
[ : Sehun ] And what about you, huh?
[ : Sehun ] Now Im curious.. I want to see your face.
Its all escalating so fast, and it may not be much of a big deal, but it is to Luhan. He starts feeling
nervous as he scrolls through his pictures, trying to find a decent one. He swallows thickly as he
places one in a message, hesitantly, but finally sends it. He becomes worried when it takes five
minutes for him to get a reply.
[ : Sehun ] Wow..
[ : Sehun ] Youre gorgeous.
[ : Sehun ] What the hell.
[ : Sehun ] You look so young..
Luhans face is bright red and his heart is thumping in his chest so fast, he thinks hes going to
faint. He thinks Im gorgeous..?
[ : Luhan ] Ill be 24 soon..
[ : Sehun ] Woah! 24?!

[ : Luhan ] Yes
[ : Sehun ] Wow, you dont look your age at all.
[ : Luhan ] I guess Ill take that as a compliment
[ : Sehun ] Heh.. yeah.
[ : Sehun ] .Im still horny.
[ : Luhan ] omg

Its been three months and their phone conversations have started to become more frequent. They
text daily and end their nights with a phone call talking before bed is something they look forward
to every day.
Hey Sehun, I have some news, Luhan starts, biting back his smile from his end of the call. Hes
lying down on his side, idly playing with a piece of thread hanging off of his pillowcase. Hm? What is
it? Sehun asks as he scrolls through his Tumblr. Its been a lazy Sunday for the both of them, and
Sehuns been hibernating in his room all day with a bag of chips and Internet.
My job is sending me to Busan next weekend Sehun nearly chokes on a potato chip, quickly
sitting up to recollect himself, and setting his laptop to the side he already knows what Luhans
going to say. I was thinking we could meet..
I meet.. Youre coming to Busan..
He cant tell what Sehuns feeling from his tone of voice. A part of him thinks hes just surprised while
another part feels like Sehun doesnt want to meet Luhan. ..When are you coming?
"Friday morning.. around eight-thirty.. Ill be leaving Sunday night, but Ill be busy Friday and
Saturday with work, so.. I was hoping on Sunday we could..
Meet..
Yeah, Luhan bites his lip, feeling a bit anxious with how Sehun may be taking this.

Okay. Sehun answers, but hes feeling really nervous already. What if Luhan doesnt like Sehun in
person? Its those doubts a person gets constantly when it comes to the person they have feelings
for.
Feelings.
It didnt take too long for Sehun to develop feelings for Luhan. Through all the deep conversations
theyd have until 4AM, the many times Luhan calmed Sehun down and made him feel safe even
through the phone, and the little things hed learn about the other within their talks. Somewhere
along the line, Sehun began getting those feelings in his stomach that told him he was starting to fall
for Luhan.

A week isnt nearly enough time for either of them to mentally prepare. Sehuns been a stressed out
mess since Luhan told him the news, but he doesnt show it to Luhan when they speak. They try not
to mention it when they talk, keeping on topic with other things like Sehuns college life so far and
how hes desperately striving for a dance scholarship. Luhans days at the office seem to drag on
even longer this week, especially since hes preparing for his business trip. Soon enough, Friday
comes along. Luhans already settled in his hotel room and the nervousness hits him a little harder.
Sehun wakes up that day determined to distract himself with dance practice, but it doesnt work Hes a little off, and even his instructor can see it. But Friday and Saturday go by much faster than
the week did, and that only scares Sehun a little more.
[ : Luhan ] Good morning, Sehunnie.
Sehuns drowning in a mixture of emotionsgood morning texts are always a nice thing to receive,
but his heart is beating much too fast this early in the morning. He hops out of bed and sends a
quick reply.
[ : Sehun ] Good morning
Hes about to run off to the bathroom when he realizes he actually sent a heart emoticon along with
his message. He curses at himself, staring at the phone before tossing it on the bed, not even caring
anymore. Luhans quite amused with the text, grinning as he sends his reply. Its 11:30AM and hes
already showered and dressed himself - casual with a dash of his own style.
[ : Luhan ] > v >

[ : Luhan ] I cant wait to see you today.

It takes Sehun twenty minutes to shower and dress himself. He towel dries his hair and applies a
thin layer of BB cream to his face; he wants to look perfect, of course. Luhans text has his stomach
doing flips, and hes already feeling too nauseous to eat because of his nerves.
[ : Sehun ] Im nervous, honestly..
[ : Luhan ] At least Im not the only one.
That makes him smile though, and even makes him feel a little better. They plan to meet at the local
bubble tea shop around 1PM, and Sehun can see the time going by way too fast. Before he knows
it, its 12:45PM. Luhan has already arrived and hes seated at a table beside the window. His fingers
tap on the table anxiously, and hes frantically checking his phone every minute. It took Sehun a lot
of courage to pull himself out of his house and begin walking. There were a few times where hed
stop in his tracks and turn around, but he always ended up walking back towards the shop. His
thoughts are going crazy in his head and the sound of his heart beating overrides the sounds of cars
passing by him.
It takes him a moment to realize hes stopped outside the shop. It takes him a moment to realize hes
been staring at Luhan through the window the entire time. And it takes him a moment to realize
Luhans been looking back at him. He wants to run away at that moment, but he feels like his feet
are glued to the ground. He hears nothing but his heartbeat thumping faster in his chest and in that
moment, he thinks he forgot how to breathe. Luhan isnt moving either, theyve just looking at each
other. Is Luhan feeling what Im feeling, or is he regretting this whole thing? Thats when Sehun
finally snaps out of his daze. He gasps when he processes everything and sees Luhan again, and
thats when he turns around and begins running.

Luhan runs after him.

He shouts Sehuns name as he chases him but Sehun just keeps running. Luhan would think a
dancer would be a fast runner, but he catches up to him soon enough. When he grabs onto Sehuns
arm, he turns him around and pulls him into his embrace. He feels Sehun shaking in his arms, and
he hears him crying against his chest. When Sehuns arms encircle around Luhans waist in return,
he feels like he can finally relax. They forget that theyre in a public place because all they can hear

and focus on is each other. After all these months of needing each others company, theyre finally
able to hold each other.
Sehunnie.. please dont run from me again.. He smiles to himself - he shouldve seen this coming.
The popular boy from Tumblr who seemed so confident is, in reality, just young, insecure, and
fragile.
Im sorry.. he finally speaks, and it makes Luhan happy that he can finally hear his voice in
person. Sehun finally pulls away to wipes his tears, slowly looking up at Luhan with a small smile.
Hey.., he laughs, Sorry you have to see me like this.. Luhan only shakes his head and chuckles,
reaching his hand up to help wipe some of the excess tears away.
You still look great either way, he laughs, giving Sehuns nose an affectionate poke. Youre even
taller than I expected~
I was scared you wouldnt like me in person.. he admits. Luhan shakes his head again and
sighs. He really has no idea, does he.
Impossible..

They end up going back to the bubble tea shop, and Luhan buys Sehun his favorite flavor, then they
sit at the table beside the window. They converse, the same kind of conversations they always have,
only theyre a bit shyer in person. The subtle brush of fingers and accidental nudges of their feet
have them exchanging shy smiles and glances. Eventually though, their fingers become interlaced
together over the table top, and that helps them figure it all out.
After drinking their bubble teas and chatting for two hours in the shop, Sehun leads Luhan back to
his house. Hes extra thankful today that his parents wont be home till late that night.
Sorry about my roomits kinda messy. Luhan just shrugs and plops down on Sehuns bed with a
grin.
Hey, you dont just go lying down on peoples beds like that. So rude~ Sehun teases, walking over
after closing his door. He looks down at Luhan for a moment as he bites back his smile, then

gesturing him to scoot over so he can lie down beside him. Sehuns pulled into Luhans arms and he
suddenly feels safer than hes ever felt.
I wish you could hold me like this whenever Im upset.. he mumbles against Luhans chest, his arm
slung over his waist, pulling himself closer.
I wish I could too..
Sehun takes in a deep breath, the smell of Luhans cologne making him smile as he tilts his head
back to look at him. Luhan looks back down at him, and they stay like that for a moment before they
both start leaning in. Their hearts are beating faster, and they both can feel it with their chests
pressed up against each other. In that moment, Sehun cant get over how beautiful Luhan is, and
Luhans thinking the same about Sehun. Or how their voices sound so much nicer in person rather
than over the receiver. Caught up in the moment and their racing thoughts, their lips eventually meet,
and they share a soft, sweet kiss that theyve been dying to have over the past few months. Their
last few hours together were better than they wouldve expected. They talked about their feelings for
each other and long distance relationships. They kissed, a lot, and explored each others bodies,
though both of them knew they werent ready to go very far yet. They held each other and Sehun
cried a few times, not wanting to let Luhan go. But unfortunately, it was time for Luhan to get his
things from the hotel and get on the train home.
This is going to be a hard week, I can feel it.. Sehun says, leaning against the doorframe with a
pout. Luhans smiling at him, cupping his cheek and giving him another kiss.
I know.. but you gotta pull through, okay? Ill text and call you every day like we always do. Sehun
nods, pouting still, then pulls Luhan into a hug.
When do you think Ill see you again?
Hopefully soon..
It takes longer than expected, but they give their final goodbyes before Sehun lets Luhan leave. But
after everything that has happened that day, Sehuns more than happy that Luhan ran after him.

[ : Sehun ] I miss you..

[ : Luhan ] I left your house like two minutes ago.

[ : Sehun ] >:c
[ : Luhan ] I miss you too
[ : Sehun ] Better
Overwhelmed with excitement, Sehun had told all his followers the news on Tumblr that night, but he
soon regretted it. His post got over four-hundred notes, majority of the replies being from jealous
followers while a small percentage congratulated him - some were even shocked that he was into
men. He told Luhan to just delete all the hate messages hed get cause he knew hed get a lot.
Sehun even lost a good amount of followers from it, but he doesnt even care.
oshnx94 said: Sorry babe~ ^^;;

Its been a month since that night, since theyve been an official couple. Its been hard, and Sehuns
been feeling extra needy, but they get through their days just as they used to. Luhan wonders why
Sehun hasnt replied to his text in a while, but little did he know hed be given some great news.
Sehun had been crying from joy for the past hour just from a letter that came in the mail. When hes
finally situated, he grabs his phone and calls Luhan.
Hello? Luhan whispers in greeting.
Luhan! I know youre at work but I need to tell you something really important so excuse yourself
from wherever you are!
Sehuns rambling, and Luhan can tell its something important like he says. So Luhan tells the others
hell be right back and goes outside to the lobby.
Okay, what is it?
II got a dance scholarship.., he starts, pausing momentarily, For a university in Seoul..
They go silent and it takes Luhan a moment to register, but then hes smiling like an idiot and tries
his hardest to hold in his excitement.

Youre moving to Seoul!?

Im moving to Seoul.
Luhan feels like he can cry at that moment but he keeps his composure this isnt the time or place
to be squealing and crying. He tells Sehun hell call him later, and that night they talk about all the
things theyll do when theyre finally together. Luhan promises to take Sehun out on a proper date,
and Sehun suggests a sleepover so he can sleep in Luhans arms, but Luhan knows Sehuns
suggesting more than just sleeping.
And Sehun moves to Seoul one month later, two months before his college term at Seoul Institute of
the Arts starts. Hes living in a small apartment not too far from the college and not too far from
Luhan.
Its been a year since they followed each other on Tumblr, 8 months since theyve befriended each
other, and 2 months since theyve been together. And that was only the beginning.

Holding Onto Gravity

Moving day went by much smoother than Sehun predicted. He didnt bring much with
him, so he had told Luhan not to bother coming to help; the elder had to work anyway.
But also, his parents would embarrass him. They drove Sehun down to Seoul to help
him settle in and say their goodbyes till the next time they see him. His parents were still
having their issues and constant fights, and they seemed rather distant during the trip,
but Sehun tried to see the bright side to all of thisLuhan. His mother had begun
crying, hugging her son so tightly that he was finding it hard to breathe. Luckily his
father stepped in, prying his clingy mother off her son, trying to talk some sense into her.
It took a while, but after a couple reoccurring farewells, his parents finally decided to let
their son go.
With a long sigh, Sehun stepped over to the nearest bed, plopping down onto it and
closing his eyes. It had been a pretty tiring day, and Luhan was still stuck at work, so a
little nap wouldnt be too bad. He wasnt exactly sure how long he had dozed off, or if he
even did, but he was given a pretty rude awakening when he felt something prodding at

his cheek. His eyes blinked open slowly, vision taking a moment to become clear again,
but the sight of a blond man nearly an inch away from his face causes him to jump up in
surprise, his head bumping into the other mans.
Jesus--! The other man curses, palm rubbing his forehead as he steps back, eyebrows
furrowed in pain. Sehun sits up on the bed, also rubbing at his head, as he glances at
the other man. Sorryyou were really close and you scared me and Ah, wait.. Youre
my roommate, right? Sehun asks, placing his hand down.
Yes, Im your roommate, and youre on my bed. Get off, please. The other male
seemed tall from what Sehun could tell, and his hair was a nice shade of blond. He
noticed multiple earrings on his ears, and how the dark bags beneath his eyes didnt
look like normal eye bags. Sehun then realized he was just told to get off the others
bed, quickly scooting off once hes come back from his thoughts. Standing up now, he
realizes he was rightthe other was slightly taller than himself.
Zitao, by the way. Huang Zitao. Call me Tao if you want, he greets, walking past the
other so he can get to his bed. Sehun watches as Zitao fixes up the sheets on his bed
that Sehun seemed to have wrinkled. Maybe he was just extremely tired before not to
notice, but he sees that side of the room much clearer now. Its extremely neat, and the
bookshelf beside the bed is stacked full with what Sehun believes are manga, and a
variety of cute plushies on the top shelf. It all seems very.. girly, but Sehun isnt judging.
He then looks over to the other side of the roomcompletely empty, but still spotless.
The bed has no sheets, but Sehun did bring his own, and theres an empty desk beside
it.
Im Sehun, he finally responds, glancing back over at Zitao. Oh Sehun. Its nice to
meet you.. Zitao. His pronunciation of the others name isnt the greatest, but he tried.
He figures the boy is an exchange student from China, judging by his name and slight
accent in his Korean, and he hopes he doesnt mind how much he just butchered his
name. Zitaos probably used to it anyway. Zitao looks at Sehun with a playful roll of his
eyes, taking a seat at the edge of his bed. Call me Tao. Itll be easier on you.

Sehuns first school term was set to begin two months after he had moved to Seoul.
Luhan did a good job of showing him around the city often, especially during their dates,
and his time spent with Luhan was the absolute best. Whenever Luhan was stuck at
work all day, Sehun would stay in and deal with Zitao. His roommate was rater unique
Sehun learns how much of a neat-freak the boy is, and about his odd fascination with
candy and anything cute. The taller usually spends his lazy days reading another shoujo
manga volume he had bought, but there are rare moments where Zitao wants Sehuns
attention. A lot of the time, Zitao was extremely annoying, and loud, but Sehuns grown
to appreciate his new friend, even if his mood changes frequently.

So, how are you liking things here so far? Luhan asks Sehun as theyre snuggled up
on the couch playing Mario Kart. Sehuns concentrated on the screen as he tries his
hardest to stay in 1st place.
Its nice, he responds.
You like your roommate? What was his name again..?
Tao. Hes weird.
Pressing his lips together tightly, Luhan desperately tries to think up more questions in
order to distract his boyfriend so he can pass him in the race. Do you think hes cute?
What? Sehun turns his head suddenly to look at Luhan, and Luhan laughs
triumphantly as he hits Sehuns player with a red shell, easily passing him and quickly
making it to the finish line.
You cheater! Sehun yells, putting his Wii-mote down on the couch and crosses his
arms, a pout on his lips.
I did no such thing! Youre the one who looked at me. Luhan grins, putting his
controller down as well, turning his body a bit to look at Sehun. The younger rolls his
eyes and feigns anger, but Luhan easily sees through it. Cmon baby, don be mad, he
laughs lightly, leaning closer towards Sehun till his back touches the couch completely,
Luhan hovering over the other completely. Sehuns loss in Mario Kart resulted in a pretty

great make-out session that makes Sehun forgive Luhan instantly. The game was
completely forgotten about once Sehuns shirt made it onto the floor.

Soon enough, summer had come to an end, and Sehun swears it was the best summer
hes ever had. He was both excited and nervous to start his classes, and he didnt
expect to become so busy in college, but then he realizes thats what happens when
hes using a scholarship. Because he grows so busy, Sehun basically abandons his
Tumblr, to the point where he decides to delete it. He says it was a great run, and it
holds many great memories, but theres no point in having it anymore when his life has
come together so well. Luhan does the same, not finding a need to be on it anymore
his main purpose of having the account was to talk to Sehun, but now he has him in
person.
The first few months of classes were hell for Sehun, but thankfully, Luhan was usually
there when Sehun needed him during his mental breakdowns and homework struggles.
Even Zitao managed to help Sehun from time to time. At first, Zitao wasnt sure how to
handle someone who had history of depression and anxiety, but he learns the best
ways to help Sehun in his time of need, and Sehun begins to see Zitao as a best friend.
It was already nearing the end of November, and Sehun couldnt wait for their winter
break. Zitao seems to be a lot smarter than Sehun had expected, breezing through
classes as if they were nothing. Hes majoring in theater, but he seemed to be great at
any subject handed to him. The boy had just as many classes as Sehun did, but he felt
like hes never seen Zitao struggle at all. Though, hes grateful to have, not only a smart
roommate, but a roommate whos willing to help Sehun whenever hes having trouble
with a class. It saddens Sehun a bit that hes always swamped with homework, and
ever since Luhan got a promotion, hes been stuck at the office even longer. They finally
live in the same city, but they still have obstacles between them.

After hours of Zitao trying to explain math formulas to Sehun so he can finish his
homework, Sehun moves onto practicing his dance class routine. At first, he was rather

shy about dancing with Zitao in the room, possibly judging him from where he sat on his
bed, or the times Zitao would complain about the music being too loud and Sehun
feared hed upset Zitao. But after a while, he grew very comfortable with him, and Zitao
would often compliment his dancing, or point out little mistakes the other made so he
can fix them. Its now a usual sight to see Sehuns dancing in the middle of their shared
studio apartment while Zitao read a book on his bed.
Looking great, Sehun-ah!
Thanks, Sehun manages, breathing heavily as he walks over to Zitao who was
handing him a cold bottle of water.
As hot as you look all sweaty like that, you better shower soon. I dont want you
stinking up the apartment.
Sehun just rolls his eyes, taking the bottle and taking large gulps. That was another
thing he had to get used to. Zitao doesnt have a filter when it comes to his thoughts,
constantly complimenting Sehun or doing harmless things such as patting his butt when
he walks by. Before, Sehun wasnt sure if Zitao had a thing for him or not, but he soon
realized that its just a normal attraction, and Zitaos well aware that Sehuns off limits
hed never try to get in between them anyway, its against Zitaos own beliefs regarding
love. Sehun got used to it all after a while, and Luhan actually finds it funny.

With the first semester coming to an end, Sehuns dance class becomes back-breaking.
His dance class always has monthly dance test, and December is known to be one of
the toughest in his school, and hes been preparing so much for it that its taken a toll on
his health. He blames it on his anxiety mostly, and where that is part of the case, he
cant let it get in the way. His dance teacher is extremely hard on his students, and he
seems to like picking on Sehun the most, despite being the best in the class. Mr. Kim
constantly puts him on the spot, making him go through the routine a couple more times
on his own in front of the entire class, and its become too much to handle.

This class is going to be the end of me, Sehun speaks into his phone, laying down on
his bed. He had just gotten out of the shower after practicing for a good two hours.
I know, you said that like five times already, Zitao says from his side of the room, and
Sehun gives him a look, pointing at his phone. Im not talking to you! Zitao just laughs
and blows him a kiss teasingly before retreating back to his game of Animal Crossing.
Are you in pain, baby? This teacher seems like hes out to get you or something..
Luhan responds, phone held in between his ear and his shoulder as he folds his
laundry.
My ankle kind of hurts from today, but Im sure itll be okay by tomorrow. I hope. I just
dont want to keep getting lightheaded during practice..
I dont want you to either.. Please be careful.
Im trying, he sighs, closing his eyes. I miss you so much, I wish I could be over there
right now.
Zitao gags from the other side of the room, and Sehun shoots him the middle finger.
I wish you could too, Luhan smiles, plopping down onto his bed once hes finished
putting his clothes away. I want to hold you, and kiss all your worries away.
Youre so corny, he laughs. I love it.
I love you~
I love you too, dork.
Oh my God, get off the phone. You two are so gross! Zitao shouts from his bed, a
disgusted look on his face.
Is Tao complaining again? Luhan asks, having heard his loud voice even through the
phone.
Mhm. He says were gross. I wonder what hed say if we started having phone sex

Dont you fucking dare! Zitao yells, putting his DS down immediately, a finger pointing
at the other.
Luhan I wish you could touch me right now.. Sehun says in a needy voice, and Zitao
screams, sprinting off his bed and jumps on top of Sehun. Sehun yelps, and Zitao grabs
his phone, bringing it up to his ear.
Control your boyfriend!
All that can be heard from the other line was Luhans uncontrollable laughter, and
Sehun follows suit.
Yah! Dont hurt him, okay? Dance class has been murder on his fragile little body.

Theres only two weeks left until the dance final for the semester, and Sehuns pushing
himself even more. Even though hes best in the class, and Zitao swears his routine is
flawless, he feels that some of his moves are off. The dance studio is usually empty
after classes, so Sehun decided to practice there instead of his cramped, mirror-less
apartment. With the music blaring, and Sehun dancing by himself in the dance room, his
vision started getting blurry, and it looked as if the lights were dimming mid-routine. His
body began to overheat, and everything suddenly went black. The next thing he knew,
he was lying down on the cold, wooden floor of the studio, and his dance teacher
hovered over him slightly, fanning Sehun with a sheet of paper. The color was finally
returning to Sehuns face, and Mr. Kim looked down at him in concern, a bottle of water
being handed to him.
Sehun, you need to drink some, Mr. Kim says, helping Sehun sit up. Sehun takes the
bottle and gulps down half of it in no time. He then looks over at his teacher, eyebrows
furrowed in confusion.
When.. did you get here?
About five minutes ago. I walked by the studio and saw you on the floor. You didnt look
conscious so I ran in

Sehuns never seen Mr. Kim look so concerned before, or so soft spoken. Its refreshing
really, because hes usually so tough on Sehun, but now he sees a different side of him.
Youve been working real hard lately, huh? The other smiles, and its much more
sincere than usual.
Yeah.. I want to do really well on your exam, Mr. Kim
Ugh, Ive always hated being called that. Call me Jongin, alright? Mr. Kim is for in
classes only, he winks at Sehun, and the color definitely shows in his face now. Drink
up, he says, tapping at Sehuns chin affectionately, and Sehun obeys, drinking the rest
of the bottle. Jongin then sits down beside Sehun on the floor, glancing over at him.
You know, your routine is perfect. Dont overwork yourself like this. Sehun looks over
at Jongin with wide eyes, completely taken aback.
P-perfect? But you always call me out and make me dance over and over again!
Cause I like watching you dance. You deserve the spotlight, he shrugs, grin plastered
on his face. Sehun cannot believe what he is hearing, completely surprised, and even a
bit upset.
..I always thought I was messing up or something.. and then Id get so lightheaded in
class, and so nervous.. Sehun admits, and its Jongins turn to look at Sehun in
surprise. Really? Hey, you really shouldve told me that. I wont do it anymore. I dont
want you fainting on me again, he offers a soft smile, reaching up to ruffle Sehuns
dampened hair. Hes then standing back up, extending his arms down towards the other
to take. Sehun accepts the offer, getting back up on his feet. Its in that moment that he
realizes hes taller than Jongin, never having been this close to the other.
You gonna keep practicing? I think youre good, but then again, dancers are
perfectionists.
I.. no, I think Im done for the day. Besides, my routine is perfect, right? Sehun grins,
and Jongin laughs, nodding slightly. Its pretty perfect. I think youll be fine with just your
normal daily practices up until the final.

Alright.. thanks Mrah, I mean Jongin, he smiles, and then hes already walking over
to grab his bag.
I hear youre here on a scholarship, Jongin suddenly announces, You looking to be a
professional dancer, right? Sehun turns around to face him once hes put his bag over
his shoulder, smiling. Yeah! Like a choreographer for artists or something. Why?
Maybe I can give you some advice some time. You do know Im a student teacher,
right? I can help you get far quickly.. cause youve really got the talent. Its almost as if
Sehuns eyes are sparkling, and his face reddens again at the compliments. Before he
knows it, hes saying yes to Jongins proposal, and theyre exchanging phone numbers
in order to plan a day to meet up and talk.

Oh my God, Sehun! You will never believe what just happened! Zitao barges into their
apartment door, a cup of Starbucks coffee in one hand while the other hand was flailing
around in excitement. Sehuns sitting on his bed reading over his psychology notes
when Zitao takes a seat on the edge of Sehuns bed. I ran into this really cute guy at
Starbucks, and he offered to pay for my coffee! Sehun manages a hum, eyes still glued
to his notebook. Then we sat down together at one of the tables and talked a bit, and
then he asked me out! Zitao literally squeals, limbs waving around happily before
sipping through his straw.
Thats great, Tao. Im glad youre going out. Finally.
Sehun, you dont understand. Hes adorable. And he paid for my coffee. I think hes the
one. Sehuns then glancing up at his friend, an eyebrow raised in amusement. Is that
so?
Yes! Hes shorter than me, but thats okay! And his face is really cute, and he
has really nice, sexy blond hair. And.. he leans in closer, lowering his voice to a
whisper, I think hes got money.
Tao!

What?
Dont date him for his money.
Im not! I think hes cute and really nice! You know the moneys just a plus. You
know Im an expensive person, Sehun!
Sehun just rolls his eyes, looking back down at his notes. Yeah, yeah. Go do your face
stuff or whatever.
I will! He huffs, pinching Sehuns calf before getting off from his bed, running to the
bathroom before Sehun could kick him. Sehun groans, rolling his eyes as he sets his
notebook down. He gets up from his bed, putting his books away before grabbing a
jacket. As he slips it on, he walks towards the bathroom door.
Hey, Im gonna spend the night at Luhans, okay? Ill see you tomorrow, he announces
from the other side of the door, and Zitaos popping his head out from inside, a facial
mask already on his face, startling the youngerhe should be used to this by now.
Okay! Have fun~ he smirks, and Sehun just rolls his eyes.

He said hed give me advice about the dance business! And he told me hes
a student teacher! I had no idea! He must be pretty young.. but he dances so well!
Sehuns been ranting about his dance teacher ever since he got to Luhans place.
Sehuns nestled in Luhans lap on his bed, and Luhans been pressing soft kisses
against Sehuns neck and collarbones.
Thats really great. Im mostly glad that you wont be overworking yourself anymore, he
speaks against his skin, his hands lifting Sehuns shirt up. God, I missed you.
I missed you too.. Sehun smiles, releasing a soft hum when Luhan discards his shirt
and begins pressing kisses to his chest. Hows work been?

Luhan just shrugs, looking up at Sehun, Hectic. Ive never seen so many papers in my
life. I thought maybe, just maybe, my work would be a little bit more different after
getting that promotion. Sehun frowns, his fingers playing with the hem of Luhans shirt.
Luhan laughs softly, helping Sehun remove it.
Has your boss been less on your case lately?
He surprisingly seemed pretty chipper today, Luhan grins, As if his Starbucks run was
the best hes ever had. He took longer than usual, actually.
For a moment, Sehun feels like he sees a weird connection to this story, but he just
shakes it out of his head. Well, thats good! Hopefully hell continue being happy so
youre not getting yelled at for nothing.
Luhan just hums in response, lifting Sehuns chin up to press their lips together. Sehun
gets the picture that Luhan would rather be doing something else besides talking about
their day. His arms wrap around Luhans neck, and he straddles his hips, fingers
tangling in his hair. Soon enough, Luhan is lowering Sehuns back to the bed, his hands
moving down to playfully tug at the elastic of Sehuns boxers. These need to go.
How soon is too soon for a first kiss?
Well, youve been out on one date already.
I know! And usually first dates end with a kiss, right? If they like each other enough, this
is.. Does that mean he doesnt like me? Sehun, am I not likeable?
Sehun sighs, sitting back against his pillows as he continues to text Jongin about their
plans. Hes supposed to meet up with him in an hour, but Zitaos been ranting about his
new love interest for the past thirty minutes, causing Sehun to procrastinate on getting
ready. Maybe hes one of those people who like to take things slow.
But how will I know if he actually likes me?!
He asked you out on another date, didnt he?
Zitao pauses, taking a seat on his bed as he processes that fact. He did.

Then he obviously has some sort of interest in you.

Oh my God he totally does! Its the squeal and kicking of Zitaos legs that have
Sehun rolling his eyes, sitting up from his bed as the other stuffs his face in his pillow.
I gotta get ready to meet up with Jongin, Sehun says as he gets up from his bed. Hes
moving towards his closet to get dressed, and Zitaos peeking over at him from his bed.
Meeting with Jongin? He grins, emphasis on the teachers first name. A student
hanging out with a teacher outside of classes - How scandalous.
Student teacher. Hes literally my age.
Zitao just rolls his eyes, shrugging as he turns over onto his back, arms folded behind
his head as he watches Sehun change his shirt. Still! Youre hanging out with
the really hot dance teacher from university. Youre going to get stared down into the
depths of Hell.
Youre being ridiculous, Sehun laughs. Besides, Ive got a boyfriend that Im crazy
about. Jongins got connections and experience! He could really help me out with my
future.
Of course, of course, he waves him off with a hand, laughing to himself. Go.
With a heavy sigh, Sehun heads for the door once hes changed his shirt and put on a
jacket. Dont stay up too late reading your mangas.
Yeah, yeah, whatever. Oh, wait
What? Sehun turns a bit from the door to glance at his friend.
Do you think itd be a long time till I get to suck Junmyeons d
Goodbye, Tao.

The two had made plans to meet at the dance studio since Jongin had been there all
day working on some new choreography. Sehun didnt expect him to still be practicing
when he got there though, the male drenched in sweat as he easily went through the
movements, as if he wasnt even exhausted. Standing at the doorway, Sehun watched
as the other danced - It was mesmerizing watching Jongin dance; the boy danced so
flawlessly, unlike anyone Sehuns ever witnessed before. He was truly amazed by his
talent, and the determination within him grows more and more each time he witnesses
Jongin dance, because Sehun longs to become just as talented as Jongin.
When Jongin catches Sehuns eye in the mirror, he smiles, stopping his movements to
turn around and face him. Sehuns a little startled, smiling sheepishly at the other as he
steps inside completely, closing the door behind him. Sorry didnt mean to intrude on
your practice.
Whatd you think? He asks with a precious smile, stepping over to grab himself a small
towel. Sehuns eyebrows raise at the sudden question.
Huh? It was great amazing, really.
Awesome, he replies, wiping the sweat off his face with the towel. Ive been working
on it all day. I hope to teach you guys this next.. once its perfected.
It really.. its amazing. You dance so perfectly I cant even believe how great you are

Jongin just laughs, walking towards the speaker to turn the music off. Youre too nice,
Sehun.. Youre really great too, yknow.
Not anything like you though How do you just.. make something like that?
Years of practice.. hours and hours a day. It just comes to me now so naturally.. like
how stories come to writers. Its just the process of putting it all together thats the hard
part.
Sehun nods as the other explains, smiling widely. His eyes almost sparkle from how
much he looks up to Jongin. He just thinks about how much he needs to keep
practicing, and how far he can go in life if he ever becomes as great as his teacher.

Jongin gestures for Sehun to follow him once he grabs his bag, leading him out of the
studio. Ive been in here all day, I think I need some fresh air.

Its already dark outside, but the city lights of Seoul easily shine over the streets. Sehun
and Jongin are walking along the sidewalk, bundled up in their thick jackets its gotten
quite cold recently, the winter months quickly approaching. Sehuns always loved the
cold though, and the holidays that come along with the winter. Hes excited to be able to
spend them with Luhan.
As they walk, Jongin tells Sehun about how he got into dancing. He learns that Jongin
had practiced ballet majority of his life, and eventually shifted over to hip-hop.
Apparently, he had been in many contests and even auditioned for a few companies,
but in the end, he decided thats not what he wanted. He realized hed rather teach
others instead of live the idol life style and Sehuns grateful to hear that, because if he
hadnt changed his mind, then he wouldve never met him.
Believe it or not, I still have a long way to go. Im lucky that I even got a student teacher
job in dancing. Im not even near professional choreographer level yet.
Even if he isnt technically deemed professional yet, Sehun thinks Jongins already one
of the best. He cant even imagine how amazing hed be if he continued to improve.
I want to be as good as you. And I want to have opportunities like that.. I feel like Ive
wasted so much time but I wasnt able to take classes or go to contests or anything..
because of my parents.
Jongin frowns at that, placing his hand on the others shoulder. Youve still got plenty of
time. I know it doesnt seem like it because were the same age.. but Ive just been
given an early start. Youre at a good level right now. He gives him a reassuring smile,
squeezing the tallers shoulder, and it helps Sehun smile back at him.
..Yeah.. I guess youre right.
And dont you worry, alright? Im going to help you as much as I can.. Ill get you into
competitions, and shows too. Jongins smile is the kind that really helps Sehun relax,

and it makes him smile in return. The other sends him a playful wink, poking at his side.
There we go. Keep smiling, like that. Youve got so much going for you. I know it.

Once a food cart catches Jongins eye, he grabs onto Sehuns wrist, tugging him along.
Im starving! You want some? Itll be my treat. He insists, and the others enthusiasm
has Sehun accepting his offer. They get an order of ddeokbokki to share, eating the
spicy rice cakes together as they continue to walk down the streets of Seoul. The two
talk about dancing for a while longer, but the conversation soon shifts over to their other
interests and random stories. They decide to visit a small coffee shop, and Sehun
insists on buying them hot chocolate in return for Jongins ddeokbokki. After enjoying
their cups of hot chocolate, they continue to converse at the shop. Sitting together at
one of the tables, Sehun stops mid-laughter as a tall man approaches them from behind
Jongins chair. He looks up at him with furrowed brows, and this makes Jongin pause,
turning around to look up. With a heavy sigh and a roll of his eyes, he looks down at the
table, crossing his arms as the tall gentleman takes a seat beside Jongin, wrapping his
arm around his shoulders. Sehun blinks in confusion, his breath quickening slightly.
You two having a good time? Why didnt you tell me you were hanging out with a
friend tonight, hm? The man speaks, and his voice is quite deep. He leans closer to
Jongin as if hes going to kiss his cheek, but Jongin shifts away, shoving his arm away
from his shoulders.
Because its none of your business.
Im pretty sure its my business. Im your boyfriend.
You are not my boyfriend, Yifan. Jongin shoots the man a glare, and Sehun feels
extremely uncomfortable. The situation feels so tense, and its triggering his nerves.
I told you to leave me the hell alone. Stop following me around. Jongin is quick to get
out of his seat, and Sehun mimics him.
The man rolls his eyes, Baby, please
I am not your baby! He shouts, grabbing onto Sehuns hand and quickly drags him out
of the caf. Luckily, the man named Yifan isnt one to chase Jongin after he barges out,

but Jongin isnt slowing down anyway. He continues to run away with Sehuns hand in
his, and Sehuns never felt so confused before.
J-Jongin! He tries to get his attention as they run together, but the dancer doesnt
respond, feeling as if hed choke if he tried to speak. Before he realizes it, Jongin had
led them to Sehuns apartment. He tries to catch his breath before facing the other, and
the usual bright and happy Jongin that Sehuns grown to admire isnt there.
..Im really sorry about that. Thank you for hanging out with me tonight though.. I
wanted to make sure youd get home safely so..
This is a side of Jongin that Sehun was never aware existed. Hes almost shy in a
sense, but it goes to show him that even the people you look up to have their soft sides.
Its okayreally. I just.. I got a little nervous. But you got us out of there before my
anxiety could get bad..
Yeah.. yeah, you mentioned the anxiety earlier. Sorry about that. Ill see you in class
soon? He offers a soft smile, and Sehun finds himself smiling back.
I would never miss your class, he laughs, and Jongin just pats his cheek.
Sleep well, Sehun-ah.

He seriously just walked up and sat at your table? Zitao asks, glancing at Sehun with a
raised eyebrow. Sehun was packing his overnight bag for when he heads to Luhans
apartment while telling Zitao about how his night went with Jongin.
I was so confused, you dont even know. I was just sitting there like.. Who is this tall
Chinese man and why is he being possessive over Jongin? I think his name was
Yifan?
Wait.. Yifan? Oh, I know him! Hes really tall and blond and kind of hothes in my
Chinese class! I hear hes a fucking weirdo though.

Really? Sehun turns to face the other, slinging his bag over his shoulder. I mean,
Jongin seemed very annoyed by him.. Yifan kept making it sound like they were a
couple but Jongin kept saying they werent.
I dont know I heard he likes molding candles in the shape of his penis.
Oh God, Tao. I really didnt need to hear that.
Well, you asked! I mean, thats just a rumor, but I wouldnt doubt it. Probably does
some other sick stuff with those things
--Im going to Luhans.
Oh, okay! I was going to call Junmyeon anyway. He smiles, leaning back against his
pillows and looks at his phone screen.
Awh, how cute.
Go away!
Sehun closed the door behind him before Zitaos pillow could hit him.

Despite being flooded with classes and upcoming exams, Sehun still manages to make
plans with Luhan throughout the week. He feels as though he needs to stay over with
Luhan at least once a week, or he wont be able to focus on his school work completely.
Its come to that point in their relationship where they never want to be separated, but
its inevitable considering Sehuns a full-time student and Luhan works more hours than
he used to. After taking a relaxing bath together, the two changed into their warm
sleepwear and snuggled up in Luhans bed. Being able to just lay in bed with arms and
legs tangled together is extremely stress relieving for the both of them. It was about two
hours before when Sehun arrived, and Luhan asked how his day was, but he was still
going on about it. Sehun finds it easy to rant about his teacher, and now new friend
Jongin, and how fun he is. At first Luhan found it cute, happy to see that Sehuns made
a new friend who could possibly help him in his future, but after a while

I walked in when he was working on new choreography for our class and it looked so
amazing! He really is a great dancer.. I hope I can be like him one day.
Youre already a great dancer, Sehun.
But hes so much better than me! The way he moves.. its mesmerizing! And hes my
age.. hes so great already and hes done competitions and stuff!
Luhan tries his best to hold back a sigh, running his fingers through Sehuns still damp
hair. When do your exams end?
Hm? Oh, theyre all next week and then Im done until after winter break! And we get to
spend Christmas together and stuff.. Sehun offers a small, shy smile, and Luhan cant
help but pull the younger into a more secured hug.
Youre the cutest, you know that?
Am not! Sehun looks up at Luhan, a bit surprised at how close their faces became.
Youre way cuter than me.
Luhan rolls his eyes, closing the gap between the two and presses a soft kiss to his lips.
Sehun smiles against his lips, feeling small and protected against Luhans chest and
wrapped up in his arms.
I love you so much..

It may have technically only been their second date so far, but the two were constantly
communicating. Whenever Zitao was in class and Junmyeon was at work, theyd text
back and forth; during their free time, theyd talk on the phone. Zitao seemed to have
grown quite fond of the elder, more quickly than he had expected. There was something
about him that Zitao loved he feels it might be how sweet and gentle he is, especially
with Zitao, and how he feels safe around him. Usually Zitao is the one doing most of the
talking, but he really values people who listen, people who remember the little facts and
details he may have slipped out during a random conversation. He was really excited for

their second date, having been eagerly waiting outside of his apartment for Junmyeon
to pick him up. The kinds of dates Junmyeon takes him on are definitely unlike the kinds
hes been on before it seems like Junmyeon actually tries to treat Zitao to a nice meal,
and not in a way that seems too desperate to impress. Honestly, fancy dates arent
needed for Zitao to see effort, but hes not complaining either.
There were a few times where Zitao insisted on paying his half of their meal, but
Junmyeon declined the offer each time. Zitao wasnt wrong when he figured Junmyeon
had money, but he still feels a little bad about the expensive meals (at least he tried to
help paying). The dates are more romantic than Junmyeon probably intends, but its
probably just seen that way in Zitaos perspective. After dinner, Junmyeon takes them to
walk in the park, and Zitao cant help but blush when the elder takes his hand in his. He
smiles to himself, intertwining their fingers together as they walk. The trees nearby are
decorated with Christmas lights, and the scenery makes the whole situation so much
more overwhelming in a good way, of course. They talk as they walk, mostly Zitao,
but Junmyeon always finds himself smiling when he listens to the younger speak. He
enjoys his lighthearted personality, and how lively he is. Hes unlike anyone hes ever
dated, for sure.
The date feels like it goes by quicker than theyd wanted, and Junmyeon drives Zitao
back to his apartment before it gets too late. Like the gentleman he is, he walks Zitao up
to his door. The younger still cant get over how much he towers over Junmyeon, but he
finds it adorable. Once they reach the door, Junmyeon cant find the will in him to let go
of Zitaos hand, and he just gazes up at him with a soft smile.
I.. had a great time tonight.. honestly, Zitao admits, glancing away shyly with a small
smile.
Thank you for accepting my second date, Junmyeon grins, leaning to the side a bit to
get a better look at Zitaos face. Im afraid Im.. growing to like you a lot.
Zitao swears his heart skips a beat at the others words, blush darkening his cheeks as
he looks back at the elder. R-really?
Yeah.. I hope we can go out again soon..?
Yes! Justjust let me know, okay? Text me, call mewhatever you want!

Junmyeon just laughs, bringing a hand up and curves his palm along the back of Zitaos
neck, bringing him in closer to press his lips to his. Zitao responds immediately despite
being taken aback, his hands grabbing onto Junmyeons free hand. He wasnt sure it
was possible, but Zitaos face is a darker shade of red by the time the elder pulls away,
and he finds the others reaction to be the cutest thing.
Ill talk to you soon. And good luck on your exams! Junmyeon says, pressing a kiss to
the back of Zitaos hand before waving himself off and getting into his car.
Studying for his exams probably just got twenty times harder.

As much as the towering stacks of paperwork set on Luhans desk was distracting, the
large bouquet of flowers being sent to Junmyeons office certainly catches his attention.
He peers over the walls of his cubicle, staring through his bosss opened door as the
receptionist places the vase of flowers on Junmyeons desk. Chanyeol and Xiumin are
watching from their cubicles as well, glancing at each other with wiggling eyebrows.
Junmyeon looks incredibly confused by the delivery, but a smile graces his features
once he reads the card it came with.
Must be from his Starbucks lover, Chanyeol guesses, and Xiumin just laughs. They all
sit back down in their chairs, and Luhans shaking his head.
Ive never seen the man so happy, he hears Xiumin say.
Hey, better for us, right? Chanyeol responds and they all laugh in unison.