The way which the wind blows

Sehun’s POV
I stand with a blank mind. My mind is unable to process this information. How do I react? Just two days after Chanyeol’s funeral; Tao is in hospital and Wu Fan is moving to America. I drop my phone on the carpet of my room, I hear Joonmyun calling my name on the other end “Sehun? Sehun? Are you still there?” It is merely a voice in the distance. How? Why? How is this all happening? Why is this all happening? These questions branch and multiply into more and more aching questions. I sit on my bed and relay the conversation on my head. He said because I was going out with (Y/N) so much, I wasn’t there when Wu Fan announced that he has a rare heart condition which Korea didn’t have the facilities to grasp a full understanding of it. Tao is in hospital because he tried to defend Minseok in a fight. Damn that Minseok for getting involved with bad people. This is the consequence. He better damn feel guilty. I need to calm down. I need (Y/N). I pick up my phone and hang up on Joonmyun, I dial (Y/N) and wait for her sweet voice to answer.

Your POV
I don’t usually talk to my parents. I only talk to them when I ask to go out, or what’s for dinner. So you would expect that I would be surprised or even suspicious when my mum comes into my room to ask about my boyfriend. “How is he?” she asks, sitting down on my bed. “He’s OK, I guess.” I reply, not looking up from my homework. “What does he think of me and your father?” I shrug. “I don’t really ask.” I just want her to get out of my room so I can study. I don’t regularly have conversations with my mum, and this topic is a bit awkward. “What does his parents think of you?” she asks. “I haven’t met his parents?” I say. She jumps up. “WHAT?! You haven’t met his parents? How long have you been dating him? Four months?” she sounds like she’s annoyed. “Three months and a bit.” I correct. “What’s the big deal? He’ll introduce me to his parents when he’s ready. I wont force him to because im not that type of person.” Although I say that, I am extremely curious about his parents. Why have I never met them? Or even seen them? They’re never home when I come over to hang out with Sehun. And I don’t dare ask about his parents because he will probably get mad. I was so engulfed in own thoughts that I didn’t hear my mum leave my room. “She hasn’t met his parents yet. What should we do?” I hear her ask my dad. Ugh. “I can hear you!” I shout. “This is a serious problem darling!” she shouts back. They whisper more but I don’t care because Sehun is calling my mobile. With habitual smile on my face, I answer. “Hello handsome.” I laugh, but he doesn’t laugh back, and he doesn’t answer with the usual “Hello beautiful.” It sounds corny, I know. But it really makes my day. “Hey. Can I come over?” his voice is blunt and makes my heart drop. “Sure. Wait, do you want me to come over to yours or-“ I am cut off. “No. It’s cold outside so I’ll come over to yours.” His robot voice goes through one ear and out the other. I don’t have to analyze whether there are any other messages in them, it doesn’t make my head spin, or my heart jump. I don’t like it when he’s feeling gloomy so I try my best to make him happy again. “OK, just text me when you’re here. Bye handsome.” I say. “OK. See you soon beautiful.” His reply makes me smile. “MUM! Sehun is coming over!” I shout so she can hear me. She bursts through the door of my room. “Is he staying for dinner?” she asks. “I don’t know.” “I have to make something marvelous for him!” she squeals. She skips out of my room to get cooking. Sometimes, my mum is just a childish as me.

Sehun greets my parents with a fake smile. He’s so good at acting that his smile almost had me fooled. In my room, we lie next to each other on my bed. Under the blanket out legs rub against each other, feeling each other’s warmth. “What’s wrong?” I ask him while stroking his face. He sighs. “A lot is wrong. Chanyeol is gone, Jongin is in hospital…now Tao is in hospital and Wu Fan has a heart condition so he has to move away.” He looks deeply into my eyes, unblinking. It’s like he can see right through me, into my soul. I break eye contact with him. “Oh…” I don’t know what to say. How do I comfort him? “I know it’s not that big. But my friends are the only one’s left in my life.” He says. “No, I wasn’t thinking that. I know how much your friends mean to you and you have every right to be upset.” My attempt to comfort him is fruitless. I’ve always been bad with comforting. “You don’t have to try and comfort me with words. Just your presence is enough, your silence. That’s all I need, and I’m lucky to have you.” He takes hold of my hand and holds it on his cheek, and he closes his eyes to rest. I stare at Sehun while he rests; so peaceful. I gently stroke his face. His eyes flutter open. “Stay for dinner?” I whisper. “Sure, beautiful.” A smile cracks at the corner of his mouth. “OK, handsome.”

I kiss him goodbye. “Are you sure you can go home by yourself?” I ask. He nods. “Call me if you need me.” I say. He can obviously hear the worry in my tone. “You don’t have to worry. I will call you if I need.” He replies. Once I close the door I glare at my mum. “Mum did you have to be so weird?” I ask. During dinner, she just kept throwing questions at him. Asking him really embarrassing questions too. “I’m not weird.” Retorts my mum. “I just want to know if he is a good boyfriend, and if you’re a good girlfriend.” I rub my eyes. “I’m going to bed. Nights mum, nights dad.” They bid me goodnight and I go to bed. I lay where Sehun lied before. I want to feel his warmth again. I want his scent to fill the air. I drift off to sleep, thinking of Sehun.

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