Those Precious Moments

Sehun wandered through the kitchen, searching for the boba tea Luhan had hid from him last night. He paused on the smooth, brown wood and perfectly completed a tiny big of the dance he and Kai had choreographed. His feet glided across the floor as the moves automatically flowed out of him.
The floor creaked behind Sehun as a pair of smooth, pale arms encircled around his structure waist. He twirled around, finding a grinning Luhan staring at his face. These days, Luhan’s mind always seemed to be wandering off onto other subjects, forcing Sehun to repeat phrases over and over again before Luhan heard him. Sehun pulled Luhan into a tight embrace, and dragged him into the kitchen. Today was a good day. Luhan would be in a happy mood and go along with Sehun to dance class, where Sehun and Kai would finish choreographing their dance together. He would supply Sehun a grand amount of compliments and bring him to the boba shop afterwards. They would have a romantic lunch at their favorite restaurant on the cute little street stores in New York. When they came home, they would spend the rest of the day snuggled up on the couch, and watch a good movie. Nothing would ruin their day together.
Sehun’s thoughts trailed off as Luhan turned on the stove, and the fire flickered on, reflecting against the white walls. Luhan gently poured a small splash of oil, tilting the pan around and around to spread the oil evenly. As the oil heated up, Luhan turned around, crossing his arms. “So,” he started. “Why are you spending so much time with Kai? I know you’re going to dance class with him right after breakfast. But you promised you would go to therapy with me today.”
Sehun’s throat closed up. All his thoughts of a perfect day immediately vanished. “Er, yeah, you’re right,” he mumbled a quick apology.
Luhan squinted at Sehun before sighing loudly. Please don’t be mad relayed over and over again in Sehun’s mind. Luhan threw his arms up, then let them fall at his sides again. “Why can’t you just agree to come with me? You know I’m unstable right now.” Luhan muttered under his breath, so quietly that Sehun had to lean forward to hear him. “I need you right now.”
Sehun leaned back, closing his eyes. He hated the therapy room. But he loved Luhan. He wanted to do whatever he could for Luhan, but he just didn’t want to visit that horrible place where she had done it.

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