**This fic is the result of our own wild imagination. I don't like the red bump on the right corner**
'Love never has a reason, just feeling love is enough'
Fic by my heart.
Tw : @Zeektar
It's a short fic. It's a short fic. I upload it depending on my mood... //got slapped
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Kiss kiss
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A light white Vespa was parked in front of a white house.
"We're here," the tall figure who was the driver turned and said softly to the small figure hugging his back.
"Sehun... I don't want to go into the house yet. Ugh, let me stay like this for now, okay?" The small figure who buried his face on Sehun's back said in a muffled voice mixed with sobs, looking pitiful. Sehun could only sigh. and sat still as a large handkerchief for the little man to wipe away his tears.
"Why, why did he have to do this?" A trembling voice asked softly. Regretfully, he hugged Sehun's waist.
"Make up your mind. Stop being sad because of such a bad person." Sehun said quietly. Because the little body that was burying its head on his back was crying. a few hours ago Luhan went to see the person who was known as his girlfriend. Kissing passionately with a young woman. which I later learned that
Luhan's girlfriend has been secretly flirting with the group's stars for a while. That's why the little man cried so hard.
wad!
"Oh Sehun!! You're not me. You don't know!! I love him. I love him. Did you hear that? I love him!!” Luhan slammed his fist so hard on Sehun's back that his face was distorted. Before getting off the light green Vespa Ran into the house like a person in a bad mood.
Sehun could only stare silently at the small back that disappeared into the house. He knew that Luhan loved this boyfriend very much. So much so that he was known as a close friend. Luhan barely paid any attention to him.
“You love that pillow. But I love you,” Sehun muttered softly. Hold your regrets as deep as you can. He was in no less pain than Luhan. The tears on his small body were distilled from sorrow. It was wrenching his heart. and keep warning him that There's no way this Sehun guy can stay in Luhan's heart. Never...
Sehun came home at around 8:00 p.m. after realizing that Luhan had turned off the lights to sleep. He thought that Luhan would definitely cry again. He didn't wait until he reached his own room. Sehun picked up his phone and immediately dialed the last number.
"Luhan..." when the other end of the line answered. Sehun softly called the little man's name in concern.
(...) There was only emptiness and a small sob in response.
"Have you stopped crying yet?" Sehun asked.
(What are you going to say, girlfriend? Huh.) Luhan shouted into the phone, angry and sad.
“Luhan, listen, you love and protect that guy. But it used to protect..."
(If you're going to call and scold my girlfriend, I'll listen. You'll hang up, Oh Sehun!! Hee, that's right!! Everyone hates me, they hate my boyfriend. (Ugh, huh!) Luhan cut in his sad voice. That made Sehun so nervous that he could hardly sit up.
"No, Luhan. I never hated you. I was worried when you were sad because of it. Where has it gone now? I think you... better break up with it. I don't want to see you sad." Sehun said sincerely.
(I can't live. Ugh, Sehun. I can't have him. I can't live...) Luhan moaned like an absent-minded person.
hurt
One word that describes all of Sehun's feelings right now.
You can't live without him. Then I lost my mind Why do you have to care about such a bad person?
(No one really loves me, right?...)
It's me, Luhan. I love you. Did you hear that? I love you...
Sehun could only cry in his heart. The pain was filtered into clear tears. no singing There were no sobs, just tears.
"...There isn't that pillow. You still have me, Luhan," Sehun said. He didn't think to wipe away the tears that were slowly beginning to flow. It's gotten used to it.
I'm so used to it.
(Sehun...I don't want to be here. Huh... Toot.)
"L Lu Luhan!!!" Sehun shouted into the phone in shock. When the call was suddenly cut off. with scary sentences It made his heart beat faster than his brain could tell. He immediately grabbed the keys to his light green Vespa and left. Even though it hadn't even been an hour since he'd arrived home.
Please, Luhan, don't do anything stupid...
Come slowly, it may not be the whole truth.
But it's distilled from real feelings ;-;
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