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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      EXO_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Lu_Han/Oh_Sehun, Do_Kyungsoo_|_D.O/Park_Chanyeol
  Character:
      Oh_Sehun, Lu_Han
  Additional Tags:
      Homelessness, Angst, Angst_with_a_Happy_Ending, Fluff, CEO, Past_Abuse,
      Homophobia, Luhan_is_17, sehun_is_24, Eventual_Smut, Explicit_Sexual
      Content, Daddy_Kink, sehun's_dog_vivi, Bondage, Abuse, Top_Oh_Sehun,
      bottom_Luhan, Consensual_Underage_Sex, Other_Additional_Tags_to_Be_Added,
      chansoo_will_come_much_later, Sehun_is_amazing, Kinda_sugar_daddy_if_you
      think_about_it, Luhan_is_a_bean_who_deserves_nice_things, Resolved_Sexual
      Tension, Ice_cream_kink?_Is_that_a_thing?_Lmao_now_it_is, Slow_Burn,
      it'll_happen_i_promise, I_just_like_drawing_things_out, Forgive_Me
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-06-20 Updated: 2017-09-24 Chapters: 16/? Words: 16310
****** Different Worlds ******
by MinAnna143
Summary
     Oh Sehun, 24, CEO of SM entertainment. Multimillionaire, creator of
     the band EXO.
     Luhan, 17, homeless for 2 years, struggling to find something to eat
     everyday.
     When a bitter first meeting has these two worlds intertwining, who
     knows what'll happen next?
     (i'm really bad at descriptions omfg)
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
***** First meeting *****
  The lights of the city were gorgeously illuminated all around, chasing away
the darkness that seemed to seep into every single crevice in the large city of
Seoul.
  It was past midnight, which means the majority of the city's usual hustle and
bustle had faded, but to some, their days extended into the night also. Party-
goers and drunk people scattered all across the city, causing a racked wherever
they happened to be, alone with tired individuals who just want to go home
after their terribly long and stressful days at work, sluggishly dragging their
feet.
  Finally, the cursed ones who are forced night in and night out to brave the
darkness each and every time the sun sets, as they have no choice. In a
disgustingly filthy alleyway between a bakery and a flower shop is where our
story will begin, with one of the aforementioned cursed ones.
The cold, unforgiving wind rips through Luhan's thin hoodie, forcing a bitter
shiver out of the boy, his body curling up tighter in the protective little
ball he is curled up in, trying to keep any further gusts away from his thin
body. He buries his face in between his knees, and wishes as hard as he can
that he will regain the feeling back in his ears and fingers. It's not yet
winter in Seoul, the absolute worst season to be without heat or a home in, but
it's quickly approaching. Summer had recently faded to autumn and along with it
came the never-ending breeze that chilled Luhan to the bone.
A noise captures Luhan's attention from his hopes that he will warm up, even
the slightest bit of warmth seemed like a blessing, and he lifts his head to
the source. The door of the bakery that he was leaning against the wall of had
opened, and out stepped a stout old man with barely any grey hair hanging onto
his head, and with a shirt that was way too tight on his large belly. As he
stepped out, the heavenly aroma of baked bread and sweet treats flooded Luhan's
senses, making his stomach growl embarrassingly loud and forcing a pained
whimper out of his mouth. He can't remember the last time he had eaten anything
at all, hunger pains seeming to consume him completely at this point. He really
should've known better than to sit next to a food establishment, but his feet
were just so tired from his constant day-to-day movement.
The shop owner looked over at Luhan with hateful, disgusted eyes, sneering in
his direction, before locking the shop door and throwing a malicious "filthy
vermin" towards Luhan and walking off in the opposite direction. Luhan felt the
warm sting of tears fill his eyes, self-hatred filling his body with negativity
and dread.
'Do people think I actually want to live like this..? This is the lowest I've
ever felt in my life..' Luhan thinks bitterly and bites down on his lip to
ground himself and hopefully hold back the tears. He doesn't need his face
getting any colder than it already is by also being wet. He buries his face in
his knees again, and lets himself drift into a uncomfortably quiet slumber.
The glare of the bright sunlight wakes Luhan from his sleep, still curled up in
a ball against the wall. He groans at the ache in his limbs and uncurls his
body out to stretch, bones creaking and popping in protest. He sits there for a
few moments longer, dazed and fatigued, before standing on weak, wobbly legs
and making his way out of the alleyway and into the chaos of the city.
  Luhan receives an endless amount of dirty looks, most of them disgusted, few
full of pity, and just a few curious at his state of appearance. He keeps
reminding himself not to care about what these strangers think, because they
don't know what he's gone through at all, and to avoid another repeat of last
night's close breakdown, but it doesn't stop the pain of being such an
atrocious outcast from society stabbing at his stomach and heart.
He doesn't know how long he walks, but he guesses around a few hours since the
sun is now high in the sky, glaring down onto the earth below. Luhan welcomes
the warmth, and has far since learned to not complain, because heat is always
far better than cold. His stomach lets out several painful growls to protest
its' emptiness and his feet let out a painful throb every time he takes a step.
'Left foot. Right foot. Left. Right. Left. Keep going Luhan.' He scolds himself
heavily.
He was so focused on the movement of his feet, that he didn't see the business
mean stuffing a card back into his wallet heading towards him at an alarmingly
fast pace. Luhan puts his right foot in front of left, and then is suddenly
looking up at the bright blue sky, a bursting pain emitting from the back of
his head and all down his back. He groans in pain, and sits up, quite
disoriented from the last few seconds. He looks up to see a harsh glare staring
down from the man above him.
'Beautiful man.' his mind immediately supplies.
He flushes at his thoughts, and quickly opens his mouth to apologize, but the
man quickly cuts him off.
"Save it, you disgusting little boy. You need to watch where the fuck you're
going, so you don't dirty anyone else's clothes with how filthy you look. I'm
probably going to be late for my meeting. Thanks for that."
  The blonde man snaps, voice full of venom, his tone making Luhan shrink in on
himself, head dropping in shame. Bypassers have started to gather and are
watching the duo intensely. Luhan barely gets out a watery, "I-I'm sorry
Sir...", before the man is sidestepping Luhan and rushing off in the opposite
direction.
  Shame and embarrassment burn brightly in Luhan's little body, mind supplying
endless comments of how stupid and oblivious he is, and he yet again feels the
sting of tears in his eyes, but this time they begin to slip down his cheeks,
warm and endless. The crowd begins to awkwardly disperse at this point.
He goes to stand up off the warm sidewalk, when he notices through his watery
eyes, a thick piece of brown leather resting innocently on the ground in front
of him. Curiously, he picks up the object and opens it, to find a picture of
the man who just belittled him, along with a name, address, and-
'Oh. It's his ID. In his wallet. Which he dropp- OH FUCK.'
Luhan panics and stands quickly, scaring some of the people walking past,
earning a few rude comments, but he ignores it in turn for looking for the man
to give him back his wallet.
'Oh no, this is all my fault. What do I do?!' Luhan panics, chewing on his
lower lip, and looks down at the wallet when he realizes that the man is
nowhere in sight.
A beat.
A ding goes off in Luhan's head, and he opens the man's wallet again to look at
the address printed on the man's ID. He'll just take the wallet back to the
man! Then maybe he'll feel a little bit better about making the man - Oh Sehun
-, so upset with him. He looks at the address for a long moment, trying his
hardest to memorize it, so he won't have to hold the wallet out all day, and
possible have it stolen from him. Once he's sure he has the street right, he
shoves the wallet in the pocket of his hoodie and looks ahead, beginning to
walk with determination to get the wallet back to its' owner and fix any
problems he caused.
He stops abruptly.
First, he has to figure out where he is.
***** Accidents happen *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
  Oh Sehun, 24, CEO of SM entertainment, owner of #1 charted boy band, EXO, and
multimillionaire.
  What a lavish life right?
  Wrong.
It might be a nice life if these horrible people in the world would stop
fucking ruining Sehun's day.
Every. Single. Day.
Today, it was his assistant calling him at 6 A.M. on the only day he's had off
in about a month, basically demanding that he come into work and deal with
whatever issue her incompetent self could not deal with. Needless to say, he
started the day off with a major headache.
  He begrudgingly got out of bed, threw on a suit, styled his hair, and left
his house. (read: mansion). He stopped by the coffee shop to sit down for a
moment and soak in as much caffeine as physically possible, before leaving. As
he was leaving to hail a taxi, he bumped into a dirty teenage boy who wasn't
watching where he was going, and snapped at him.
Once Sehun finally got to work, he reflected on how mean he actually was to the
boy. He sat at his desk for a long moment berating himself for losing his
temper so quickly and being so ridiculously harsh.
  The boy looked like he couldn't hurt a fly, and on the ground like that he
resembled a kicked puppy. Sehun felt a tug on his heart, and uselessly wishes
he could relive that moment and keep his mouth shut. Maybe even help the boy
up, instead of being an asshole and leaving him on the ground.
  He sighs bitterly, and thinks back on how the boy looked, pale skin, light
blonde hair, pink lips, and doe eyes. His face was marred with dirt and his
eyes were a bit red for whatever reason, but Sehun can't help but think the boy
was quite cute.
  His internal monologue was interrupted by his stupid damn assistant poking
her head in the door and telling him that everyone was present for the meeting
and he should go in now, before scurrying away. Sehun gritted his teeth, and
stood, walking towards the meeting room with one more fleeting thought of the
doe eyed boy.
On the other side of the city, hours later, was said doe eyed boy, wandering
around, trying his hardest to keep an eye out for street signs or something,
anything that will help him locate Sehun's house.
He was too afraid to ask for directions, as he has learned quickly that people
are not kind at all to the homeless population like him. As Luhan walks, he
let's himself reflect on how exactly he got in this situation for the umpteenth
time.
He was gay. That was it.
He's been living on the streets of Seoul for two years now, because he was
fucking gay and lived in a home with strict conservative Christians who did not
and would never accept that. Granted, the way they found out wasn't all that
great. He shouldn't have been having sex with another man in his parents house,
but he honestly thought they were gone.
  When he thinks back on how horrified his father looked at him when he opened
the door to the scene, it makes him feel sick and he feels his body start to
tremble slightly. he was only 15 at the time they found out. They kicked him
out that night, a icy night in the dead middle of winter, with only the small
backpack he still carries to this day. No blanket, no food, very little money,
and 3 outfits.
  Luhan chews on his bottom lip to quell the nausea tearing through his body.
He still loves his parents. He always will. He'll never understand how they
could do this to him. They put up with him for 15 years, fed him, and took care
of him and then they find out he doesn't like girls, and they suddenly don't
have a son?
The thoughts still breaks his heart two years later. Luhan is shaken from his
depressing thoughts a moment later when he finds a street sign that matches the
one ingrained in his memory.
  He almost screams out of sheer happiness. He's been walking for hours, sun
setting a while back, to find this street so he can give Sehun his wallet and
then find a place to sleep tonight. He feels so weak, and tired from the
exertion, head light and fuzzy, vision blurring at the edges.
He slowly walks slowly down the street, taking careful steps to avoid tripping
or falling. He then allows himself to look around at his surroundings,
completely shell-shocked when he finds he's surrounded by expensive, mansion-
type houses, with gates and some even have fountains in the front yard. He
chews on the inside of his cheek as he finally realizes how out of place he is
right now, a dirty homeless boy, in such a fancy and clean place.
  He shakes off the self-hatred and continues walking, vision continuously
getting more blurred and body feeling heavier every step. After what seems like
an eternity, Luhan finds the address number he's been looking for. He pulls the
wallet out of his hoodie and goes to ring the gate bell, when a horrible jolt
of dizziness hits him, and the next thing he knows, his entire world is black.
  Sehun sighs in intense frustration as he slams the door of the taxi closed,
angrily glaring out the window as he bites out the address towards the driver.
The business man clenches his fists in irritation at how absolutely annoying
his day as been.
  He's dealt with so many greasy business owners trying to snake more money out
of him, his absolutely idiotic assistant (he's going to fire her soon, he
swears), and the fact that a member is his prized boy band is now injured, so
the tour needs to be set back even farther, he just wants to scream. He has
worked so hard to be where he is, day in and day out, and he would never choose
another career, but on days like this, early retirement sounds amazing.
He lets out another sigh and lets himself relax a little, unclenching his fists
and relaxing his shoulders as he notices they're approaching his street
quickly. He goes to grab his wallet to pay the man, but soon his blood is
running cold because he doesn't have it.
Fuck.
He thinks of the last time he saw it..
..the coffee shop!
But where did it go after that?
He furrows his brows as he racks his brain to remember. He was trying to stuff
his card back in his wallet...
..and then he bumped into the doe eyed boy! He must've dropped it!
Dammit!
Is his wallet just laying there on a random street in Seoul, or did someone
swipe it up and take all the money that was in it, including his black card?!
Sehun grits his teeth in rage as they pull onto his street and he doesn't have
a way to pay the taxi man. As the man pulls up to the gate, the car stops
abruptly, jerking Sehun in his seat, but before he has time to react, the taxi
man is hurriedly unbuckling his seat belt and rushing out of the car and
towards his gate.
'what the fuck?'
Sehun unbuckles himself and slides out of the car, eyes widening when he sees
what the taxi man is leaning over.
There's a body on the grass in front of the gate to his house.
He jogs over to the body, and his heart basically stops when he sees it's the
doe eyed boy. And thank the heavens above that he's breathing. He must have
passed out. The taxi man and Sehun try to shake him awake, but to no success,
as he doesn't even stir. It takes Sehun longer than he'll ever admit to notice
the object in the boy's hand.
His wallet!
He silently thanks the boy with everything in him, not knowing how he got here,
but so thankful he brought the wallet back, even after Sehun was so cruel to
him. He pries the wallet from the boys' warm fingers, and pulls out money to
give the taxi man, all thankfully without the man noticing, so he doesn't think
he stole the wallet from the unconscious boy.
They talk for a long moment, and Sehun assures the man that he will take care
of the boy, and that he'll get the medical attention he needs. Once the taxi
man is convinced, he takes his leave, and Sehun picks up the cute sleeping boy,
shocked at how light he is, unlocks the gate, and carries said boy bridal style
into his house, feeling more guilty for his previous actions in every step he
makes.
Chapter End Notes
     ohhhh cliffhanger, whoop whoop. :)
***** Second chance *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
When Luhan wakes up, his subconscious immediately becomes aware of two things.
One: he's really warm, so he assumes it's daytime.
Two: his head really fucking hurts.
With a loud groan, Luhan sits up, left hand cradling his head while his right
hand pushes off the..blanket on top of him?
His eyes snap open to take in his surroundings.
He's in a bedroom, a very large bedroom with white and black interior
decorations, white walls and furniture. He concludes that it's definitely not
daytime. When he looks down, and he's in a very soft, very fluffy bed, he
blanches in shock, 'wow its been 2 years since I've felt this..' He thinks
bitterly, as he closes his eyes for a second to commit the amazing feeling to
memory. After he's sure that the comfort has seeped into his bones, he begins
to wonder how he got here. He remembers walking and trying to find Sehun to
give him his wallet.
...and then nothing.
He must have passed out from hunger or dehydration. He's not a stranger to
either of them. He wonders if someone found him knocked out wherever he was,
and took pity on him. With a heavy mind, Luhan slowly stands up, still cradling
his head, and tries to find his stuff and the owner of this beautiful room to
thank them for their kindness. He locates his backpack in a chair on the other
side of the room, and slides it on, before cautiously making his way out of the
room.
Luhan is met with a dark hallway, a very long, dark hallway. He lets out a
dramatic sigh, not wanting to try to navigate through this maze of a house with
such a bad headache. He decides to turn left, and make his way slowly down the
hall, leaning against the wall to stabilize him. After he's passed at least 5
doors, he begins to hear voices, seemingly coming from below him. At that
moment, he locates stairs, and almost cheers in joy.
He precariously makes his way down the spiral steps, gripping the railing
tightly just in case he misplaces a foot, and nods to himself in pride and
relief when he makes it to the floor below without any accidents. The voices
seem louder down here, but still almost indistinguishable, so he follows the
sound, until he walks into a brightly lighted room, and sees two men talking
with their backs to him, one in sweats and a thin T-shirt, and one in what
looks something like what a cook would wear at a restaurant. He clears his
throat to alert them of his presence.
Sehun was in the middle of having a very heated discussion with his cook about
his meal plan this week, telling him to include healthy and nutritional meals
for the boy who looks and feels like he hasn't eaten in months, when he hears a
sound behind them, causing him to turn around quickly, not aware someone else
in the mansion was awake, and is face to face with you very shocked doe eyed
boy.
The boys' jaw drops, seeming to recognize Sehun,
'why wouldn't he, you were an asshole to him' his brain supplies, and he
immediately bows in respect (shame?), and if Sehun didn't feel bad enough
before, he sure does now.
"E-Excuse me Mr. Oh, I-I'm really sorry for intruding.. D-Did you get your
wallet back..? I-I hope you did, I don't really remember m-much.." The boys
shaky voice fills the kitchen, and Sehun shoots a look towards the cook telling
him to go so he can deal with this.
The boy stays bowed even as the cook passes by him, and Sehun sighs a little.
"Stand up, please."
The boy goes rigid, and immediately stands with his back completely straight,
posture tight and a bit..scared? Sehun bites the inside of his lip, consumed by
the guilt of making this poor boy feel so bad in his presence, but yet he still
walked all the way here from the coffee shop to give Sehun his wallet.
"What's your name, kid?"
 
A beat.
 
"L-Luhan.."
Sehun's curiosity is peaked.
 "Luhan? That definitely isn't a Korean name. Where are you from?"
The boy-Luhan- glances around nervously, looking anywhere but at Sehun and
wrings his hands together.
"M-My... family moved here from China when I w-was 10.." He speaks in a broken
voice, the word 'family' making his whole face drop.
'Family issues' Sehun duly notes.
"I'm Sehun, but you apparently already knew that. I found you unconscious in
front of my gate and brought you inside. I had a nurse come look at your head,
and she said it was a minor concussion nothing to worry about. Now, why don't
you go clean up, and we can talk over dinner?"
Luhan's stomach growls at the mention of food, and his entire face goes
completely beet red, and he rushes to cover it, while Sehun let's out a light
chuckle.
 "Y-you want me to stay..? After...knowing how f-filthy I am..? I-I shouldn't..
I wouldn't want to impose..." Luhan is shocked to say the least, after
everything Sehun had said to him earlier today, he expected the man to kick him
out as soon as he woke up.
Sehun tensed a little at the mention of his earlier words to the poor boy, and
figured an apology was due.
"Look..I'm sorry about earlier. I was really stressed out and late to work, but
that still doesn't give me a right to treat another human being so horribly.
You deserve respect, and I'm sorry that I became one of those horrible people
who degrade people they have no right to judge.. and.. you wouldn't be a
burden. I want you to stay. In a way, you got that injury because of me, and I
would feel absolutely horrible if I let you leave before it was completely
healed. So please, stay, I insist." Sehun takes a deep breath after his long
speech, and watches as the boy's eyes fill with tears, and he worries he said
something wrong again.
Luhan wants to argue more, to tell the older man that he really shouldn't stay
and bother, but one more shy, quick glance at the man's stubborn gaze has Luhan
deciding against it.
"T-thank you so..so much.. That's the kindest thing anyone has said to me.."
Luhan holds back the tears in his eyes, and sniffles a bit.
"You're such a kind man Mr.Oh.." Sehun feels a strong tug in his heart.
'The kindest thing..? what exactly has this boy been through..?' The business
man makes it his mission to find out.
"I'm thankful that you're saying that after everything. It shows how much of a
kind heart you have. Now go shower, and I'll have some dinner made for us,
okay?" Sehun offers him a small smile.
"Okay." The younger boy's face splits into a dazzling smile that has Sehun
wanting to see it more often, before the boy turns around and walks upstairs,
leaving the older boy to wonder what in the hell just happened.
Chapter End Notes
     Aww Sehun is being nice, isn't that great?
***** Warmth *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
When Luhan got to the top of the stairs, he was panting slightly, muscles
aching from lack of nutrition and the amount of exertion they've faced today.
He took a few calming breaths, and manages to somehow make it back to the room
he woke up in. He cautiously sets his stuff down, not wanting to mess up any of
Sehun's expensive items, and locates the bathroom. His body is almost trembling
in excitement at the thought of a shower. He doesn't think he's remember what
the warmth and the cleanliness of one felt like for a long time.
He gets into the large bathroom, which looks like it's big enough to house at
least 5 bunk beds, and his jaw drops in awe at how large the bathtub is. It's a
pure white garden tub, edges trimmed with what looks like actual gold, and
spotless silver faucets and handles. His heart yearns to take a long soak in
the beautiful tub, but he knows better.
'Maybe next time' he rationalizes.
'Wow Luhan, you're already being greedy by expecting that you'll get to stay
here long enough to use his fancy bathroom again. How pathetic.' His
subconscious bites at him and Luhan bites his lip to quell the shame rising in
his stomach.
He steps over to the shower standing tall next to the gigantic bathtub, and
stares blankly at the faucets. It's been so long, he just takes a minute to
appreciate how lucky he is in this moment. After fiddling with the faucets for
a second to get the shower to the perfect temperature, he strips, carefully
folding his clothes in a pile on the counter next to the sink, and steps into
the shower.
The moment the warm water hits his skin, an obscene moan leaves his lips, the
feeling of warmth spreading through his body. He stands there for a long
moment, letting the water drench him completely, committing this amazing
feeling to memory, before opening his eyes and looking around for hygiene
products.
He locates a fancy looking shampoo, and begins to wash his hair, almost
whimpering at how nice it feels to clean his horribly dirty, dry hair. He
massages his head for a long moment, and then rinses the bubbles out of his
hair, before repeating, this time feeling as equally amazing.
He quickly conditions his hair, amazed at how soft it feels, even wet, as he
rinses the last of the product out. Luhan grabs the body wash resting on the
shelf and scrubs his body absolutely raw with the clean white towel hanging on
a rack in the giant shower, skin turning red and blotchy. He just wants to
scrub the filth of the streets off his skin, wanting to feel clean, and like a
normal person for once. He scrubs until his hands hurt, and when he's finished,
he basks in the stinging feeling of the hot water rinsing away the suds,
leaving behind fresh, clean skin.
He spends the next few minutes again, just standing, enjoying the water. He
eventually decides that it's time to get out, and lets out a long, suffering
sigh, already missing the warmth. He shuts the water off, and steps out of the
shower, a slight chill racking his body at the difference in temperature. His
eyes fall on a clean stack of clothes on the counter, and he notices his dirty
ones are missing.
Luhan is slightly shocked, he didnt even hear anyone come in. He just shakes
his head slightly in amazement and dries off with the fluffy white towels
resting on a towel rack.
Once he's completely dry and clean, he slips the clothes on.
Immediately, he notices that the clothes are way too big on him.
The white T-shirt hangs off of one of his shoulders, and the sweatpants are so
baggy, that he has to pull the drawstring absurdly tight. He almost laughs at
how childish he looks. Luhan places the wet towel in the bin next to the
counter, and exits the bathroom, arms wrapped tightly around himself to help
keep away the cold.
He takes a deep breath, and slowly starts making his way downstairs. The smell
of food suddenly hits his nose, and his stomach lets out an embarrassingly loud
rumble, clenching painfully in hunger, and making Luhan's mouth water. He
follows the smell, and ends up in the kitchen, where Sehun notices his presence
and smiles softly at him.
"Just in time. I just finished making dinner."
He gestures at the table full of food, and Luhan almost faints at how much food
he sees. Sehun notices this, and his heart clenches painfully, not knowing the
last time this poor boy ate. He motions for Luhan to sit down, so he does, and
Sehun sits down with him, and they begin eating.
For as hungry as Luhan seemed to be, he was eating surprisingly slow, taking
his time and savoring every bite. Luhan felt like he was actually in heaven.
The food was absolutely amazing, and every bite tasted like happiness.
There wasn't much talking as they finished every dish cooked relatively
quickly, and began to clean up. Luhan insisted to help Sehun, so they cleared
and washed the dishes together, looking awfully domestic to the outside eye.
After the kitchen was clean, Sehun suggested they go sit in the living area and
talk for a while.
Luhan anxiously followed behind Sehun, wondering what exactly they'd be talking
about.
Chapter End Notes
     Ohhhh what are they going to talk about??? (: sorry for the short
     chapter btw, next one will be better, promise!
***** A tempting offer *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Luhan let himself sink into the fancy white couch, fabric soft and easy to melt
into, with a small sigh. It's been so long since he sat his bony butt on
something that wasn't hard concrete or cold park benches. He watched as Sehun
sat in the love seat adjacent to the couch, their eyes meeting, causing Luhan
to drop his eyes in embarrassment.
Sehun let a small smirk graze his face at the boy's obvious shyness. Both boys
let a beat of awkward silence, before Sehun cleared his throat and began an
actual conversation.
"How long have you been..in your position of living, Luhan?" The older boy's
voice is somehow gentle but at the same time demanding real answers, and not
anything else.
Luhan takes a deep breath, chest constricting at the thought of talking about
the past he dreads so much. He's never actually told his story to anyone else.
'I guess no one's ever cared to ask me anyways.. ' The younger boy's
subconscious supplies bitterly for him.
Sehun seems to notice his discomfort with the subject, and quickly throws in,
"We only have to talk about whatever you're willing to. I don't want to press
you."
Luhan gives him a small smile at his consideration, and shakes his head.
"I-It's not a problem to tell it.. I've just never told anyone else, so I don't
really know where to start and how to go about it..but um, I've been on the
streets for 2 years now.. Well, it'll be two years in winter.. My um.. family..
kicked me out when they found me..kissing another boy in their house.."
Sehun's eyebrow pops up in surprise.
'So he got kicked out because he's gay.. Damn conservatives.' the older man
thinks to himself, heart tugging a bit in pity for the boy. Sehun knows what
it's like to be a gay man in Korea, and how difficult it can be to come to
terms with it yourself, let alone others come to terms with it.
"They just walked in and saw us.. and my dad kicked me out that night, I didn't
have time to grab anything really.. I was 15 at the time..I turned 17 a few
months back.. and yeah. That's really it.. That's my story.." The teen finishes
his rant, wringing his hands together and chewing on his lower lip, not really
knowing what else to do at the moment.
Sehun takes a moment to let the information sink in, dozens of questions
running through his mind, but he doesn't feel like now is the best time to ask
them. He wants to get to know the boy better.
"I'm going to make you an offer, Lu." -Luhan flushes slightly at the nickname,-
"If you choose to accept my offer, I'll let you stay here, send you back to
high school because everyone deserves a proper education, and I'll buy you
anything you need or want. However, in return, I ask that you do some things
for me. I need another assistant at my company, the girl I have now is
absolutely idiotic girl who can't do her job right, especially for how much I'm
paying her. It's a simple job really, just taking my calls for me, scheduling
appointments and dealing with clients. Simple. I'll also want you to help
around the house, my dear maid is getting older and would love some help, I
just haven't gotten the time to hire someone else. There is more you will need
to do.. but that's for another time. You'll get those tasks later once we're
better acquainted with each other, and I feel you have been of good service.
Does this sound like something you'd be interested in, Luhan? If you say no,
I'll be happy to send you off with some money to live on once you're healed. I
understand if you wouldn't want to say." The business man takes a deep breath
after that mouthful, and stares at the younger boy sharply, waiting for his
response.
Luhan stares at the blonde haired man with wide eyes, pink lips slightly
parted, in utter shock. The man who knocked him over and belittled him in the
middle of the city, did a complete 360 and wants Luhan to live with him? What
even is Luhan's luck?
A moment of silence passes between the two, before the doe eyed boy finally
opens his mouth.
"I-I accept. Thank you s-so much for this offer, Mr. Oh.. I promise to n-not
disappoint you. I-I hope that I exceed your standards.." Is Luhan's answer,
said in such a little whisper that Sehun has to strain his ears to hear him.
Once he does hear him, however, he lets a small but kind smile take over his
face.
"I'm glad, and I hope you do too. You'll start work in a few days, once the
nurse signs off on your health, and in the mean time, I'll look into getting
you into school. Since I'm not your legal guardian, I can't send you to public
school, but I can hire a tutor to teach you whatever days of the week you
aren't working or have free time, so the two don't overlap. I know a few good
individuals already that I will consider." Sehun nods to himself, thinking
particularly about Zhang Yixing, a sweet Chinese boy that he met back in
college, who is now a private tutor for Chinese exchange students. Luhan will
fit perfectly into that category, and might even be more comfortable with
someone who speaks his mother tongue.
Luhan finds himself nodding and letting out a small sound of agreement, before
yawning tiredly, embarrassingly covering his red face because he's being
impolite. He's just so tired and his head hasn't stopped throbbing since he
woke up. The older man chuckles at the cute boy, and stands up, motioning for
Luhan to do the same.
"I'm going to head to bed now, as I have to be at work early tomorrow morning.
Feel free to sleep in, and start feeling better. Do take some time to explore
the house (read: mansion) and get acquainted with everything, since you'll be
staying here for a while. And do try to meet all the staff. They're friendly
enough. I should be home tomorrow around 3 P.M. so we can grab something to eat
and get to know each other a little better, yeah?" Luhan nods. "Good, I'll see
you then. Sleep well Han."
Sehun walks off after he finishes speaking, his bedroom apparently on the
ground floor. Luhan stares at the space that the older man was just occupying,
face red from yet another nickname, as a small smile washes over the boy's
face. He can't believe his whole life has changed so drastically in the last 24
hours, over a wallet. The smile stays on his face, the entire journey upstairs,
and is still in place even as Luhan lays down to sleep in his new bed, so
thankful that life is finally looking up for him.
Chapter End Notes
     Sorry about that wait jeez, i had a little bit of writers block! but
     i am backkkkk :)
     aigoo.. this chapter is kinda bad. i'm sorry!!! :((((
***** Exploring Embarrassment *****
When Luhan wakes up in the morning, he notices how comfortable his back is, and
lets out a very content sigh as the memories come rushing back to him. He
doesn't want to sound greedy, but he could very well get used to waking up in
such a soft bed. The soft white sunlight is seeping in from the windows in the
room, and basking Luhan in the most soothing warmth. The brown haired boy
allows himself to lay there in the sun for a long moment, before stretching out
languidly like a cat, letting out a cute groan as his bones pop and his joints
awaken from their sleep induced stiffness. He rolls off the bed, and onto his
feet to stretch even more, smiling in a dazed happiness at how not sore his
back is, like it usually would be when he woke up. He also notices that the
throbbing in his head has significantly subsided.
Luhan peers around the room until he spots the digital alarm clock sitting on a
desk on the opposite side of the room. It's a little past noon, which means he
has plenty of time to explore and get ready before Sehun gets home.
Home.
The word sends warm tears to the teenager's eyes at the prospect of this being
his new home. He stands there for a few moments, sniffling and letting the
tears slide down his face, heart full of hope for once in a very long time.
Once the emotional moment passes, Luhan makes his way to the bathroom, and
takes that wonderful bath he was thinking about last night. He uses the bubble
bath sitting on the ledge of the bathtub to fill it up with vanilla-coconut
scented bubbles, and lounges in the hot water until his skin is pruny and
refreshed. He dries off, and walks back into the-(his?) -his bedroom, with the
intent to wear the clothes in his bookbag until he notices the few bags sitting
on the floor in front of the dresser, with a note that simply says his name
resting nicely on top.
'When did this get here? Has it always been here? Why didn't I notice it
earlier?' Luhan's brain shoots off questions, but he shakes them off, and
reaches into the bags to find a bunch of different clothes. Sweaters, shirts,
hoodies, jeans, sweats, hell even a few pairs of shoes. The teenager's jaw
drops at how nice the clothes are, they must've been really expensive, spotting
a few name brands. Luhan makes a large mental note to thank Sehun a lot later
for the clothes, and slips on a pair of grey sweats, a baby blue sweater that
slightly hangs off his shoulder and covers his hands, and some black socks.
'Comfy' Luhan smiles cutely, and makes his way downstairs.
He bumps into several people, and introduces himself to all of them politely,
happy to have interaction with decent human beings for once. He talks with the
old maid for a long while, exchanges life stories and lessons, laughing at her
funny memories of her children or embarrassing things Sehun has done in her
time working for him. The cook, a chubby man who has a salt and pepper goatee,
makes him a small brunch to snack on, and Luhan thanks him greatly for it.
After brunch, Luhan decides to explore the mansion, amazed by the different
rooms. Sehun had a game room, and indoor pool and Jacuzzi, a music studio with
expensive looking equipment, several guest rooms, and a room that was locked.
Luhan vaguely wondered what was in the room, but the thought was quickly thrown
out of his brain when he walked into the back foyer and saw the grand piano
sitting against the wall near the glass sliding doors leading to the outdoor
pool. His breath was stolen from him, and he finds himself rushing over to it,
and sitting down, dainty hands sliding over the beautiful instrument. He was
put in lessons when he was 2 and continued until his parents kicked him out.
His love for the piano runs as deep as his soul, and he almost cries of
happiness as his fingers pluck the keys in the tune a familiar song.
Luhan allows himself to hum along with the music he plays steadily on the
piano, losing himself in the music, not even noticing the amount of time that
passes while he plays song upon song from memory. He lets his eye slipped
closed as he plays the tune of Fur Elise, a childhood favorite, swaying back
and forth slightly, completely entranced by the beautiful sound the piano
makes.
It isn't until he hears clapping that he's shocked out of his little world,
eyes snapping up to meet the eyes of an amused Sehun, dressed up in an all
black suit with a red tie, hair slicked back, and hands stuffed in his pants
pockets. Luhan's face burns with white hot heat, and he buries his face in his
hands, so embarrassed to have been caught and to have not been ready and
looking more decent before the older man got here. Sehun chuckles at the boy's
embarrassment, smirk prominent on his handsome face.
"That was beautiful, how long have you been playing?"
"..since i was 2.."
"You're amazing."
"Thank you.." Luhan blushes even harder, and stands up, and rushes off towards
his room with a quick, "I'm gonna go get ready, be back" towards Sehun, and
collapses on his floor once he gets to his room, face redder than a beet.
'That was so embarrassing oh my god, I feel like I'm gonna die..' Luhan moans
in his head, and mopes as he slowly gets changes into nicer clothes and
prepares himself to deal with being face to face again with the older man.
***** Loud thoughts *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Luhan walks into the bathroom and immediately splashes his face with cold
water, willing the burning flush on his cheeks to go down.
He honestly cannot believe that Sehun watched him play the piano, he's not even
that good. The constant replaying loop of the scene plays in his head, causing
his flush to darken and for the teenager to let out a loud groan of misery.
 
'Why is my life like this? What did i do to deserve this kind of pain?' The
blonde thinks, overdramatically, that life isn't fair.
Luhan takes a long moment to shake off his embarrassment, and breathe, before
leaving the bathroom and picking out some of the nice clothes that were left
for him this morning.
He picks out a plain white T-shirt, some tighter than he is used to black
jeans, and a super cute olive green bomber jacket that feels so soft and warm
on the inside. He walks up to the standing mirror, and ruffles his hair a bit,
deeming himself decent enough, and heads downstairs to meet Sehun.
When he gets there, the older man hasn't changed his outfit, the only thing
different is the fact that his skinny red tie is now off, and his dress shirt
is unbuttoned at the collar. Luhan feels his jaw drop slightly at
how..attractive Sehun looks.
The older man's broad shoulders fill out his suit, the slacks look practically
painted on the man's thick thighs and plump ass. He has the sleeves of his
dress shirt rolled up, and his jacket is slung over the side of the couch.
He looks..
Luhan can't even find a word to describe how good the man looks. He wonders why
he never actually sat back and looked at the handsome man. He's enough to take
Luhan's breath away, and then some.
The younger blonde shakes himself out of his mildly inappropriate thoughts and
clears his throat to alert Sehun of his presence. When the bleach blonde man
turns around, and Luhan meets his dark eyes, his knees begin to feel a little
weak, and he has to lock his knees to avoid kneeling under the business mans'
dark gaze. Sehun gives him a small smile, and begins walking towards the front
door, beckoning Luhan to follow, and they make their way out of the house
(Luhan on wobbly legs), and into Sehun's fancy black Rolls Royce.
The teenage boy looks around the interior of the car in awe, never in his life
had he seen a car this nice. He allows himself to run his small hands over the
dashboard, then the leather of the seat, amazed at how utterly expensive the
car feels.
What he doesn't notice, is Sehun staring at him with a smirk, mind filled
anything but appropriate thoughts of fucking the boy in his beloved car, making
him beg and cry against the real leather seats.
He has to take a deep breath to control his mind and the tightening in his
pants, and pushes those thoughts in the back of his mind until another time,
and begins driving towards his favorite Chinese BBQ place downtown.
It's a bit of a hole in the wall kind of joint, but it's enough to feel homey
and welcoming, which is why Sehun loves it so much, and thinks Luhan will too.
The little old lady who owns it, is very kind and always scolds Sehun about
working too hard whenever he comes in. It's an overall nice way to spend an
evening. He's slightly excited to spend such a nice evening with his new
favorite companion.
Chapter End Notes
     Sehun is being naughty, someone call the doctor ;)
     (Pls forgive me, I am not a new fan, I've liked exo for years, I just
     love reusing exo memes, leT ME LIVE)
***** Memories *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
The drive to the restaurant is filled with silence between the businessman and
the teenager, the only sound in the car is the thrum of music from the radio,
which is set on a low volume. Luhan spends the entire car ride, staring out the
window, taking in all the scenery, to see if he recognizes anything familiar.
About 10 minutes into the drive, they pass by Luhan's old elementary school,
and the young boy's heart is suddenly throbbing in pain. He moved here in grade
4, so he didnt have much of a chance to make any friends right away. He could
barely speak Hangul, and to his dismay, was smaller and skinnier than almost
everyone in his entire school.
They used to pick on him, making fun of his accent, and his broken words as he
tried to adapt to his new environment. Luhan remembers hating his parents so
much at this point in his life for tearing him away from all of his friends,
the rest of his family, from the language, the culture he knew and loved. He'd
come home every single day after school and would refuse to speak a word to his
parents, absolutely heartbroken that they would do this to him..
Little did he know that it wasn't the worst thing, not by a long shot.
Luhan let's out a long, suffering sigh at the memories swarming his head, which
catches Sehun's attention. He peeks a look over at the young boy, whose now sad
gaze is watching the scenery pass by, visibly upset.
"Are you okay, Lu? Did I do something to upset you?" The businessman asks,
voice laced with concern.
"N-no hyung not at all- I-I mean Sir.." The young boy quickly corrects his slip
up, not wanting to make the older man upset by his lack of respect.
"You can call my hyung, Luhan. We're going to be together for a while, I don't
mind." Sehun gives him a small, warm smile, and it immediately quells the
blonde's panic.
He gives Sehun a bright smile back, and even let's out a small giggle, before
happily replying, "okay hyung!"
Sehun let's out a quiet chuckle at the boys adorableness, and quickly pulls
into a parking spot in front of the restaurant. The title of the restaurant,
written in Pinyin characters that Sehun cannot read, shines in red brightly,
even in the late afternoon sun. Luhan looks up to see where they're eating at,
and a beautiful smile immediately takes over his face, once he recognizes the
language and the food the restaurant makes.
"You're taking me to get Chinese BBQ?! Really?! This isn't a joke!?!" The young
boy's loud tone fills the car, causing Sehun to let out a heavy laugh at the
obvious excitement.
He nods his head to confirm that he is, in fact, taking the boy to eat Chinese.
Said boy practically leaps out of the car, shutting the door carefully, before
basically shaking in excitement. It's been so long since he's had any taste of
his homeland. He thought he never would again.
A strong wave of adoration for the man who brought him here washes over Luhan,
surprising him thoroughly. The man who had just met him, was being so sweet to
him out of the pure kindness of his heart, and Luhan is struck yet again with
the wonder of how he got so lucky.
He doesn't stay in his thoughts long, as Sehun is placing a strong, guiding
hand on his back, and leading him inside the restaurant, holding back a snicker
as the young boys metaphorical tail whips back in forth in excitement and
happiness.
Sehun smiles and feels a little bit of pride swell in his chest, knowing he's
the one who caused the boy such happiness. The smile stays in place the entire
walk inside the restaurant, and even grows wider as he watches Luhan take a big
breath in, the delicious aromas swarming his nose, letting out a squeak of
happiness.
Chapter End Notes
     I love hunhan so much, this is so cute, I squealed while writing this
***** Excited talks *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
After Sehun managed to calm the overly excited boy down enough to sit him down,
the kind old lady who runs the place comes out and gives the older man a long
hug.
"It's been a while since you visited dear! I was beginning to think you forgot
about this little old woman!" Her warm voice fills the space of their private
little booth, away from everyone else, and he laughs heartily at her
assumption.
"I could never forget about you, not when you make the best food I've ever
tasted!" He gives her a warm smile and a greasy wink and she retaliates by
smacking him with the cloth in her hand, both of them laughing.
Once the shy boy on the other side of the booth staring at them adoringly,
catches her attention, she moves over to pinch his cheeks and gush over him.
She seems to immediately recognize his place of origin, because she begins to
speak to him in Chinese, to which he instantly perks up, not having used his
first language in so long, words rushing out of his mouth to converse with the
sweet old lady.
Sehun watches the two interact, not having the slightest clue what they're
saying, but listens anyway. The younger boy looks so happy that it makes the
older man's heart drum a little faster, his gorgeous face practically glowing
under the artificial light hanging above their heads.
Sehun wonders how he got so lucky, as no one else got to keep this special boy,
to see how happy he gets over the tiniest things, or how red he gets when
embarrassed, or any of the cute things Sehun has noticed since he brought the
boy into his house. He's known him for less than a day, but he can't help
feeling like it's been forever.
Unknown to the older man who was lost in his thoughts, the conversation between
Luhan and the owner of the restaurant was coming to an end, and she asked in
Korean this time what they wanted to eat. Luhan looked at Sehun for assistance
and permission to order, only to find that the older man was staring at him
with a far off look on his face.
Luhan hesitantly waves his small hand in front of the man's face, seemingly
snapping him from his stupor. Sehun apologizes for his lack of attention, and
asks both of them to repeat what was asked. The kind lady asks the again for
their order, and Sehun just asks for his usual, and whatever Luhan would like.
He then reassures Luhan to not worry about any costs.
The younger boy flushes at the statement, and nods shyly, not wanting to argue
with the man in front of the old lady. He orders a few dishes he remembers his
mother making, and a special Chinese drink he recalls loving, and gives the
sweet woman a blinding smile before she walks off.
As they wait for their food, the two boys discuss anything and everything that
comes to mind, in hopes of getting to know each other. They learn trivial
things like favorite colors, and full names. They also discuss in further
detail what Luhan would be doing when he starts his job as Sehun's assistant,
and even of Luhan's tutor, Yixing, who was also Chinese, much to Luhan's
excitement.
They continue talking until their food arrives, which they immediately tuck
into.
Luhan is amazed at how amazing the food tastes, the flavors seemingly bursting
in his mouth, coming together in such a great harmony. He enjoys all of his
dishes thoroughly, happily munching away, and missing the adoring looks Sehun
throws him at how happy he seems.
You wouldn't believe that a little over 24 hours ago this boy was starving,
homeless, and void of any hope. It fills Sehun's heart to the brim that he was
able to make such a difference in this boy's life.
They finish eating soon after, and Luhan looks blissful and content. However,
nothing has transpired tonight that will ever compare to how absolutely
ecstatic Luhan looks when Sehun offers to take him out for ice cream for
dessert.
Chapter End Notes
     Ohhh the plot is developing, I'm so happyyyy
***** Tension *****
Chapter Notes
     This chapter is a bit smutty, so anyone who doesn't like that, dont
     read!!! To those who do, enjoy the sexual tension ;)
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Sehun regrets everything.
He was so happy to take Luhan out since boy seemed so excited to get ice cream,
Lord knows how long it's been since he's had the sugary treat, but as soon as
Luhan got his vanilla cone with caramel drizzle in his hand, Sehun regretted
everything.
The boy let out a borderline sinful moan as his tongue flicked out to get his
first taste of the dessert. That moan itself was enough to draw Sehun's
attention from his own red velvet ice cream cone over to the boy who was
enthusiastically eating his ice cream as if his life depended on it. He has a
trail of the white ice cream trailing from his lip and over the curve of his
chin, and Sehun has to take a very deep breath and force himself to look away
for a moment.
The business man was aware that is wasn't quite appropriate to have such..
Vividly vile thoughts of the teenage boy, who was illegal until next spring,
but the..pure innocence the boy carries, along with his uncontested looks makes
him Sehun's ideal type. The exact type of pretty boy he'd find at a club and
take home to pound into his mattress.
From the moment he took a good look at those plump pink lips, the boys' small
frame, and those doe eyes who, even after everything he's been through, still
hold such purity, he wanted.
He wanted bad.
He felt his cock twitch in his slacks as he watched the boy devour his ice
cream, his own forgotten, as the boy darted his pink little tongue out and
scooped the ice cream into his mouth, entranced in his own little world and his
treat. Sehun gritted his teeth, and leaned back against the cold back of the
bench he was sitting on, and just let himself observe the boy with dark eyes.
He doesn't know how he'll survive with such a tempting little companion running
around the house, and constantly testing Sehun's self control.
Luhan looks up from his cold treat at the older man who is staring at him with
an unreadable expression on his face, his ice cream melting and slowly dripping
down his hand. The younger boy tilts his head and let's out a noise of distress
at the ice cream going to waste. He leans forward and uses his index finger to
trace the line of red ice cream slipping down Sehun's hand, scooping it up, and
then popping his finger into his mouth. A delighted sound makes its' way out of
Luhan's throat at the new taste. Sehun's gaze darkens significantly, and the
teenager freezes slightly, biting down on his lip in worry.
The older man lets out a huff, and pushes his cone into Luhan's free hand,
before standing up, muttering something about going to the bathroom and Luhan
can have his ice cream. The older man rushes off, but not before Luhan got an
eyeful of the straining in the man's pants. The younger boy flushes a bright
red and feels himself grow a little hard in retaliation. Had the man gotten
turned on by him? Luhan's mind races, curious and flustered.
He can't find it in himself to finish the ice cream anymore, mind preoccupied,
so he throws them away, feeling slightly bad about the waste of money, but the
bigger part of him couldn't care less right now.
He patiently waits for the older man at the table, willing his half hard cock
to die down before he has to face the man again. Sehun comes out a few moments
later, bulge gone (to Luhan's immediate disappointment) and eyes lighter, less
sharp than before. Sehun motions his head towards the door, and Luhan nods,
standing and following the man out to the car.
The air between them is crackling electricity the entire car ride home. No
words are spoken, the radio turned off, windows rolled up. The only sound to be
heard is the rumble of the engine.
The moment they get back to the mansion, Sehun basically hops out of the car,
and into the house, throwing a hasty "goodnight" over his shoulder at Luhan,
and disappearing into his room.The teenage boy stares at the closed door for a
long moment, bottom lip pulled between his teeth, before deciding to just leave
it at this, and heads upstairs.
He strips and hops in the shower, where he jacks off in quick jerks at the
thought of the older man bending him over the bed and making Luhan cry on his
cock, fist stuffed tightly in his mouth to keep from screaming. He finished
quickly and washes away the evidence, continuing with his shower, thoughts
plagued with images of the business man.
He hasn't had sex with anyone in almost 3 years, and even then, it was nothing
penetrative. The thought of someone as powerful and as domineering as Sehun
taking him roughly for his own pleasure, has Luhan's spent cock giving a weak
twitch.
Luhan finishes up his shower, and hops out, quickly getting ready for bed, and
falling asleep contently, thoughts of all the things he wants to do with the
older man filling his dreams.
Chapter End Notes
     Ohhh Luhan is a little more naughty than anyone suspects. Well I
     mean, he is a hormonal teenage boy who hasn't gotten proper privacy
     or jack off time in a while, this was just bound to happen tbh. Lemme
     know what you think in the comments!
***** Tease *****
Chapter Notes
     Leave a comment, and let me know what you think! I find myself having
     more motivation when I have support from you guys!! <3<3
See the end of the chapter for more notes
    Off in the other room that same night, the blonde haired businessman huffs
loudly as he enters his room, immediately kicking off his shoes and unbuttoning
his shirt.
   He makes his way into his bathroom, where he leans over the counter,
gripping the edge tightly, knuckles turning white, and observes himself in the
mirror.
   He sees flushed cheeks, dark eyes full of want, and the bulge straining the
material of his Armani specially tailored slacks. He grits his teeth for a long
moment, a bit angry that he worked so hard in the ice cream parlor to will it
away, and it came back full force just from the tension filled car ride home
with the boy. It takes every ounce of self-control he owns to not go slam in
the boy's room and fuck him without abandon.
 
Once he feels the urge die down a bit more, Sehun takes a long, deep breath,
and takes his shirt off fully and tosses it into his laundry basket. He stands
there for a long moment in just his slacks and his socks, lost in his own
thoughts. He doesn't know how long he stands there, vivid images of the Chinese
teenager filling his mind; bent over his desk, against the wall, in the pool..
 
The older man curses himself for letting his want (read:need) for Luhan get out
of control so early. Sehun doesn't know how he's going to contain himself
around the younger boy. If tonight's stunt told him anything, it was that Luhan
was unintentionally a force to be reckoned with. Sehun eventually finds the
will to leave the bathroom, and flops on his bed, cock still straining his
pants tightly.
 
The business man bites his bottom lip, before popping the button of his pants,
sliding the zipper down, and freeing his painful erection. He already has
pearls of pre-cum sliding prettily down his thick shaft. He runs his slender
fingers over the mess, and spreads it thoroughly, using it to slick up his
cock, making the slide so much more delicious than it would've been. Little
grunts and small groans escape his mouth as he begins pumping his cock
vigorously, body twitching at the sensations, while his mind is full of the
most sinful images about the boy upstairs.
    He flicks his wrist on the upstroke and rubs his thumb over the slit of his
cock, making him moan Luhan's name quietly. Sehun is so close, abs clenching
and hips bucking slightly off the bed, pre-cum spilling out faster now, and he
arches off the bed, about to come, moans spilling from his plump lips-
 
  A knock.
 
  A pause.
 
Sehun groans angrily as his orgasm now fades away, body filled with frustration
from not being able to finish. He begrudgingly takes his hand off his now
softening cock, and stuffs it back into his slacks. He slips off the bed with a
huff, and practically slams his door open.
    He is met with the sight of a sleepy, and now startled Luhan. The boy gives
his appearance a long look from head to toe, and Sehun swears the boy's gaze
lingers on his still half hard cock, before coming back up to meet his eyes,
gaze a little darker than before.
   "I was just coming to tell you that the nurse stopped by to wake me up and
tell me my concussion isn't an issue anymore since it wasn't that bad in the
first place, and i should be fine to work whenever you wanted me to start, but
I can see you're a little busy, so I can come back later?"
   Luhan raises a perfectly arched eyebrow, a tiny, almost undetectable smirk
gracing his lips, and Sehun feels himself twitch slightly in his pants at the
look the younger boy is giving to him. He reminds himself of self-control.
 
  "No, it's fine, I'm not busy" Sehun lies, before continuing.
   "I'm glad you're okay. Rest up tomorrow, and I'll bring you to work with me
on Wednesday. I'll need a day to have someone clean the office space for you
after I fire that stupid girl in the morning. Is there anything else you need?"
   Luhan looks at Sehun for a long moment, eyes falling back over his body once
more, and then flitting back up to meet the older man's.
   "Not right now." He says with a noticeably larger smirk, and then turns and
walks away with a simple, "goodnight."
  Sehun lets out a large breath, and closes his door, images of that smirk
driving him back into his bed to finish what he had started earlier, mind now
graced with new material.
  Upstairs the doe eyed boy was laying on his bed freaking out, wondering how
and when he got the courage to act like that in front of the business man. Why
did he say those things? Luhan freaks out, rolling over and flailing his feet,
images of the older man's bare chest, and slight bulge haunting his mind, and
making him blush. What exactly had he been doing before Luhan got there?
   The younger boy has a few guesses.
   He allows himself a little more freak out time, before deciding that he
better get to bed (again), still kinda tired from when the nurse woke him up.
He rolls himself under the covers and replays the moments down there with Sehun
over and over again until it lulls him to sleep.
Chapter End Notes
     Oh gosh! Sorry I was gone for so long! My sister was having a baby,
     and I was making vacation plans and ugh I've been so busy! But I
     promise to be updating more now! I hope you enjoy this chapter!
     Remember to leave me a comment of what you think! <3
***** Kindness *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Soft yellow sunshine gently shines through the curtains of Luhan's room, waking
him gradually from his deep sleep. When his eyes flutter open, all he hears is
complete silence, save for the constant ringing in his ears. The Chinese boy
languidly stretches out like a cat, letting out a loud sound of content as he
does. He allows himself a few more moments to wake up, before he pushes himself
off the bed, feet touching the cold ground hesitantly, and brings himself to
the shower.
 
An hour or so later, Luhan is fresh and clean, dressed in a black pair of
joggers and a baby pink sweater that showcases his collarbones and gives him
sweater paws. His light blonde hair is fluffy and soft from his gentle
treatment, and overall Luhan feels like a new person. He finds it so hard to
believe that just a few days ago he was homeless and dirty, the constant
thought of taking his own life never leaving his mind. The thought makes his
gut twist. He hasn't thought about any of those negative thoughts since he got
here, and he's thankful.
 
After a moment of pondering the true meaning of life, the teenager is hit with
a sudden inspiration which has him rushing out his room and downstairs into the
kitchen. He locates one of Sehun's butlers, a tall, gangly boy with a huge
smile and deep booming voice named Chanyeol, and tells him about his
inspiration. The tall boy excitedly agrees to help Luhan, and then they're
starting their quest with cooking.
 
Two hours later, the kitchen is filled with a heavenly aroma, as the two boys
cook enough food to feed an army. They have rice, meat, kimchi, and a bunch of
other side dishes finished and packed into cute bento lunches. The boys pack
all the bentos into cold retaining bags, also throwing bottles of water in them
also, before leaving the mansion in Chanyeol's ancient looking van to head to
the store.
 
Luhan briefly worries about not telling Sehun that he's left, wondering if he
even has permission to leave without the older man's permission, but the
thought quickly gets shoved to the back of his mind when Chanyeol pulls into
the parking lot of a store/pharmacy duo. The boys hop out of the car, and make
quick work in the store, purchasing first-aid kits, pain pills, feminine
products, $10 gift cards to food places, nonperishable foods like granola bars
and cans of soup, blankets, and hygiene products. They also grab large cloth
bags to store everything in. Chanyeol pays for it happily, assuring Luhan that
the money spent is nothing compared to the amount of happiness they're about to
bring into the world.
 
The boys make their way downtown, Chanyeol driving and Luhan in the back seat
arranging bags. Luhan directs the tall boy to the biggest gathering spot for
homeless people in Seoul, and they stop and turn off the van. Gathering as many
bags as they can carry and locking the car up, they make their way over to the
makeshift tents and people lying on the blankets or clothes and start handing
out their make-shift care packages.
 
The response is outstanding.
 
So many of the people given the packages begin to tear up or cry at the sheer
generosity from two teenage boys. Others hug them tightly and thank them until
their voices crack. Luhan's heart fills with bittersweet happiness. He's so
happy he could be there for these people, because he knows very well that he
always wished someone was there for him, but also because he couldn't help
more.
 
The response wasn't all positive though.
 
There were of course some people who didn't accept the care package because it
wasn't cash, and couldn't get them whatever they wanted, whether it be drugs or
alcohol. Those particular people broke Luhan's heart. He never could understand
how someone could choose drugs over a warm meal or something soft to sleep on;
to protect you from the cold, hard ground. He pushed passed it though, moving
on and leaving those individuals alone because you can't help those who don't
want to be helped.
 
Chanyeol, who is holding back tears of happiness at the difference he made in
some people's lives today, hands the last care package to Luhan and tells the
Chinese boy he'll be waiting in the car. Luhan nods, and makes his way towards
an young looking girl and her puppy who looks a little malnourished. As he
hands her the package, she immediately begins crying and hugging Luhan tightly,
overwhelmed by his kindness. The boy allows himself to stay and talk to this
girl longer than the rest of the people, since she seemed so happy to have some
form of human interaction.
 
He listens as the girl timidly tells him the story about how her parents took
her phone and found out she was dating a girl who was 2 years older than her,
and gave her a choice, go to a gay conversion camp and never speak to the girl
again, or leave. Luhan's heart aches in empathy for the girl, completely
understanding. The girl - Moyeon - ultimately told her parents they couldn't
control her anymore, and took her puppy and left.
 
She began crying again when she told Luhan that she'd been out here for almost
a year and this is the first time she's had access to feminine products since
then. The Chinese boy feels himself tearing up also at that. He can't imagine
how hard it is for females out here, and he makes the decision that no matter
what, he's going to try his hardest to do things like this more often, because
homeless people are people too, and they deserve everything that homed people
do.
 
Moyeon, sensing that Luhan is making to leave soon, asks him very quietly if he
could do her a favor.
"Anything I'm capable of." The boy replies quickly.
 
"C-could you maybe take Vivi? I..I love her so much, and I'd love to keep her,
but it'd be horrible of me to keep her out here with me when I can't even feed
myself, let alone her. She's just an innocent puppy, she doesn't deserve to
starve because of me. I understand if you can't, I just want to give her a
better life.." Moyeon is almost in tears again, as she rubs her sleeping
puppy's matted fur softly, as to not disturb her.
 
Luhan hesitates for a moment, not sure how Sehun would feel to him bringing
home a dog, but after one look at the ribs peeking out from under the puppy's
fur, and Moyeon's pleading eyes, Luhan agrees. He hugs the girl for a long
moment, whispering to her that one day, it'll be okay, that she'll be okay.
 
When they part, Moyeon picks up Vivi and holds her close to her chest for a
long moment, kissing the dog's soft head, before handing the tired puppy over
to Luhan with one final goodbye. The two teens say their goodbyes and part
ways. Luhan climbs into the van and sets the puppy on his lap, and buckles
himself in. He ignores Chanyeol's bewildered look at the animal in his lap.
 
Instead, he asks Chanyeol if they can pick up dog food on the way home.
Chapter End Notes
     Heartwarming chapter and now we have Chanyeol and Vivi!!!! New
     characters make me happy! I'm so excited at the new comments I got, I
     love you guys' response! It inspires me! New chapter soon! <3
***** Adoration *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
   When Sehun gets home that night, after an exhausting day of firing that
damned assistant and helping his employees reschedule an entire world tour and
refund a lot of tickets just to offer new ones, he immediately seeks out the
comfort of his new home companion. It's weird that he now has someone else in
the house to come home to besides his staff, but it also leaves a warm feeling
in his chest, hoping it'll stay this way for a long time.

   Sehun also called his friend Yixing today to work out a deal for tutoring
Luhan, and the Chinese man seemed ecstatic about it. Being the kind man he is,
he even offered Sehun a discount which was slightly endearing, even though he
intends to pay Yixing more than his usual price despite what was said. The
older man smiles a bit at the thought of his old friend. It'll be nice to have
him around again, maybe they'll even go out for drinks, just like they used to.

  The businessman doesn't even remember walking up the stairs, but he somehow
finds himself at Luhan's door without conscious awareness about how he got
here, and he let's a little smile grace his face, already so whipped for a boy
he just met. He raises a hand to knock on the teen's bedroom door, when he
hears a..yip? Like a dog yip? And then immediately after two different voices
cooing at said yip. Sehun narrows his eyes in suspicion before opening the door
with no warning and letting it haphazardly hit the wall when his eyes land on
Luhan and his butler Chanyeol sitting on the floor together, a tiny, white,
fluffy puppy in between them.

Both boys and the puppy startle at Sehun's entrance and Chanyeol immediately
hides his face while Luhan looks at the older man with the most innocent eyes
he can manage, scooping the puppy up and cradling her against his chest, never
breaking eye contact with the Korean man.

Sehun's heart does a little flutter at how absolutely adorable Luhan looks with
his big doe eyes and his bottom lip sticking outjust so and he lets himself
soak in that facial expression for a moment, before turning to the puppy and-

  "OH MY GOD GIMME THE PUPPY I WANNA PET IT GOOD HEAVENS IT LOOKS SO FLUFFY!"
  Sehun's voice fills the space of the bedroom, and again sends the boys into a
state of shock, before Luhan dumbly holds the puppy out for Sehun to take, and
the older man rushes forward to scoop up the fragile puppy and begin cooing at
her and petting her gently (because she's so damn SOFT).
  Chanyeol, a little uncomfortable at seeing his normally serious and strict
boss being such a softie, quickly makes his leave to tell the rest of the staff
what he just witnessed, while Luhan stares at Sehun with his jaw ungracefully
dropped in surprise at how..cute the older man is.

  The way he looks down at Vivi and coos at her in the softest, most adoring
voice he's ever heard, a stark difference from his first encounter with the man
and how he sounded, has Luhan's heart pounding in his chest, part of him
wishing that maybe Sehun would look and talk to him like that (he'll never
admit that out loud) and the other part just genuinely floored that the man has
such a soft side. He normally looks like such a hard ass.

  Sehun takes no notice of the boy throwing heart eyes at him and Vivi, as the
perfect little floof begins licking his face in excitement and yipping in the
most endearing way, and yeah, Sehun is SO whipped. He continues his puppy loves
for a few more moments, then he glances up at Luhan, who is gazing at him
warmly, eyes filled with something the older man can't recognize, before Luhan
is realizing they've made eye contact and he looks away, face turning a bright
crimson.

  Something tugs at the businessman's heart, and he finds himself biting on the
inside of his cheek to keep a dumb grin from taking over his face. He hands
Vivi back to Luhan, who takes her happily and gently rubs over her ears and
crown of her head, causing her to nuzzle her head into the motion cutely, and
Sehun dies a little inside. Two of the cutest things he's ever seen in his life
together so harmoniously is enough to send him into cardiac arrest.

  "So, I fired whatshername today, and I had her office cleared and cleaned for
you tomorrow. I also took the liberty of making a list of errands and helpful
tips for the job so you won't get too confused. And your tutoring with Yixing
starts tomorrow afternoon once you return from work. I'll be coming home a
little after you, but I'll check on you both once I do get here. Wear something
nice, but not too professional, as it isn't that kind of job. I'll have
Chanyeol wake you in the morning to feed you and help you be ready in time to
leave with me. Sorry that was so much information, are you fine with all that?"

  Sehun instantly switches back to serious businessman as if 2 minutes ago he
wasn't a soft bean cooing at a puppy like it was the salvation of his life (it
kinda was in his eyes) and Luhan stares at him for a good few seconds,
wondering how the man schools himself so easily to be the stern and
professional figure when he's hiding such a soft heart behind that cold
exterior.

  Luhan nods at him, and let's out an affirmative, "okay hyung", to which Sehun
also nods back to, just to show that everyone was on the same page. The blonde
takes one more loving look at Vivi before turning around, ready to take a long
shower and sleep, throwing a "get some rest Lu" over his shoulder and leaving
the room, making sure to close the door behind him.

  Luhan looks at the closed door longingly for a brief moment, wishing his
hyung would come back through it to spend more time with him, only to shake
himself out of it, and smile down at his puppy looking up at him with curious
eyes.

  "He's really great Vi. You're gonna love him. I know that pretty soon, I will
too."

  He smiles down at the baby floof who seemingly agrees with him, letting out a
happy little noise and licking his hand that is caressing her chin. Luhan, in
that moment, thinks that life can't get any better than this.
Chapter End Notes
     Soft!Hunhan makes me cryyyyyy :'( I love! Anywhoooo, leave a comment
     telling me how I need to post more or how you feel about the story! I
     absolutely adore feedback. I love you guys, hope you enjoyed this
     chapter as much as i did!!!!!!
***** New Job *****
  The next morning, a chilly breeze rippling the air and thick gray clouds
making the entire sky gloomy, Luhan wakes up to a rough, wet object rubbing
against his face repeatedly and someone's giggles. When he groggily cracks an
eye open, he sees his beautiful puppy that he's already so in love with him
staring at him with eyes full of bursting excitement and Chanyeol's grinning
face staring down at the both of them.
Vivi licks Luhan's face once more, and oh. Luhan realizes what the foreign
feeling against his face was, and grimances as he raises his hands to his wet,
sticky cheek. He heaves out a sigh and decides he'll only forgive her, just
this once.
"C'mon sleepy head, get your skinny butt up so you can get ready. Don't wanna
make the boss man late, he's not fun in the mornings." Chanyeol shakes the
Chinese boy slightly, and Luhan lets out a suffering sigh before opening both
eyes, blinking rapidly to wake himself and sits up, immediately cradling Vivi
to his chest and relishing in her cute little noises.
"Alright. I'm up."
"Are you gonna get up? I dont want to leave to get you breakfast and come back
to you sleeping again."
"I'm up." Luhan repeats.
"Are you sure?"
"...No. But I will be soon, I promise."
Chanyeol sighs loudly and nods, taking one last look at the groggy Chinese boy,
and takes his exit to go get Luhan something to eat from the chef before work.
Luhan sits on the bed for a long moment after the tall boy had left, not moving
a single muscle, staring into space, until his bladder persisted very rudely
that he needed to move. The teenager pouted dramatically, and set Vivi down on
the bed, sliding off and cringing as his feet touch the cold floor. He sees
Vivi's soiled puppy pad and takes note to change it before he leaves, and maybe
even ask Chanyeol to take her out while Luhan is at work.
The thought makes Luhan freeze for a moment while he's taking care of his
business. He has a job now. He has a home. He even made 2 new friends. He
wonders for a long moment what he did in his past life to become this lucky so
quickly. He doesn't know why this all happened, but he's so thankful. Luhan
wraps up in the bathroom, after his morning routine of cleaning up and making
himself look presentable, and makes his way out the bathroom to clean up Vivi's
puppy pad and place a new one out, grimacing at the smell, quickly discarding
of the soiled item. On the way back to his room, he ponders what he'll wear. It
has to be something nice, but not too fancy.
'Would jeans be too casual? Should I wear slacks? Ugh damn Sehun for not being
more specific' the teenager bemoans in his head, and digs through his bag of
clothes to put together a decent outfit.
He decides on black jeans that hug him nicely, but aren't too tight to be
unprofessional, a navy blue button down, and a warm white cashmere sweater that
fits wonderfully over the button down. Luhan spends several moments looking at
himself in the mirror to adjust and fidgit with his outfit and hair, before
finally deeming himself ready.
He finds Vivi and scoops her up in his arms, giving her kisses and cooing at
her, loving the attention she gives him back. He takes a long moment to say
goodbye to her, and eventually forces himself to put her down, and leave the
room before he ends up saying "fuck it" and staying with her. The Chinese boy
makes his way downstairs, and finds himself walking a little faster towards the
kitchen, caught in the delicious aroma wafting his way.
Luhan is greeted with the sight of Chanyeol and Sehun standing and talking
lowly, the older man looking barely awake, yet very professional (Luhan's mouth
waters slightly at that fitted suit), and the chef setting the table nicely
with a bunch of American breakfast foods. The teenager almost jumps for joy
when he sees pancakes, stomach rumbling in happiness, because he can't remember
the last time he had those.
Sehun becomes aware of the younger boys' presence, and turns his attention to
him, but anything he was about to say leaves his mind and tongue quickly when
he gets a good look at the boy.
  He looks fucking edible.
  Sehun bites the inside of his cheek harshly as he eyes the tight jeans that
showcase Luhan's thighs, and hipbones. He bites down even harder when he takes
in the soft looking fabric of the sweater and the button down, colors
beautifully contrasting with Luhan's tan skin.
It takes every ounce of self-control that the business man has to not groan out
loud, or go over to the boy and let him know exactly how much his hyung enjoys
the outfit he's wearing. Instead, Sehun takes the safer and more realistic
option, and sits down to eat, softly greeting the boy, who smiles at him,
before they dig in. Luhan makes small talk with Chanyeol, who is helping the
cook clean up, and Sehun stays silent, eyes never leaving the younger boy, too
caught up in how ravishing he looks.
'It's going to be a long day..' Sehun inwardly sighs and finishes up his food,
urging Luhan to do the same so they can get going. He and Chanyeol talk for a
moment longer, discussing something about the adorable floof in Luhan's room,
before the businessman and the Chinese boy are making their way out the door to
Sehun's car.
The car ride is overall really silent, only sound is the radio filling the car
with current pop songs and radio hosts discussing big events that are happening
soon. Neither of them mind the silence. In fact, it's kind of comforting to the
both of them, conversation not really needed right now.
They pull into the parking garage of the extremely tall building Sehun owns,
'SM Entertainment' Luhan notes, and get out of the car so the valet can go
park. They head to the elevator and take it up to the floor that Luhan assumes
he'll be working on. Sehun walks him into an office where a short man in a suit
with fringed black hair and large eyes is seated, seemingly waiting.
At their entrance, the man stands to shake Sehun's hand, bowing respectfully,
and then doing the same to Luhan.
"Luhan, this is Kyungsoo. He'll be helping you set up your office and be
helping you get a hang of things. He's one of the best employees in his
company. He's actually Chanyeol's boyfriend. I'll never be able to thank
Chanyeol enough for recommending Soo to me." Kyungsoo begins flushing at the
praise, but doesn't say anything, not daring to interrupt Sehun.
"He's made such a difference at this company, and his trainees and idols love
him." The businessman finishes, and claps Kyungsoo on the shoulder. They share
a smile and the short man thanks his boss for his kind words.
"Take care of Lu, okay? He's new to all of this. Don't be too hard on him."
Sehun teases, before he turns to Luhan, serious look on his face.
"Work hard, alright? Come to me if you need anything at all. I'm on the 11th
floor. Lunch is at 2 P.M., so I'll come get you then, okay? See you later Lu."
Sehun smiles at the younger boy, and said boy nods back at him with a soft,
"okay, thanks hyung", and then Sehun is off, back into the elevator.
The Chinese boy turns back to the short man, and gives him a soft smile, to
which the man returns.
"Let's get started shall we?"
Luhan nods in agreement, and they're off to decorating and Kyungsoo is teaching
Luhan everything there is to know about his job, the younger boy listening
intently and absorbing all the information as best as he can.
***** "We'll finish this later." *****
Chapter Notes
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  Right around noon, Luhan finally gets into the flow of his job, organizing
papers, running files all around the building, and doing small favors for his
superiors who are too busy to do it themselves, all while in his cute new
office.
  Kyungsoo helped him organize his supplies, set up his account on the company
computer, and hang a few aesthetic pictures of nature and flowers around his
office.
  The job wasn't too hard, Luhan decided. It was just a little active, and he
could see why Kyungsoo commented earlier that they kept the chair from the
previous assistant because the chair was barely sat in. By 1 P.M. Luhan is
winded, and hides in his office to take a few calming breaths and give his
cramping arms a break. He knows that he'll quickly get used to the feeling, but
after being mostly inactive for a better part of two years, this is a bit of a
shock to his system.
  In his last hour before lunch, Luhan alternates between running files and
faxes out for his bosses and filtering through Sehun's emails, only forwarding
the ones that fit certain criteria to him. Before he realizes it, Sehun is
knocking on the open door of his office, startling Luhan out of his focus on
the computer, and he flicks his gaze up to the delicious sight of the older man
leaning against his office door, suit jacket gone, and the top two buttons of
his white dress shirt undone.
  Luhan suddenly feels winded again.
  "Lunch time Lu. I ordered Chinese, and it's in the break room waiting for
us." Sehun smiles as the younger boy brightens up at the mention of Chinese
food, and is quickly scrambling out of his chair to follow Sehun down the
hallway.
  The break room is empty when they get there, only thing filling the otherwise
mildly furnished room is the plastic bags full of food on the table in the
center of the room. Luhan practically jumps for joy, and waits for Sehun to
unpack the food and sits down, before he does too. They dig into their food,
making light conversation between bites about Luhan's first day and how he's
holding up. It's a nice, comfortable time, and Luhan looks forward to more of
these lunch breaks with his hyung.
  When they're finished eating, they clean up, and Sehun asks Luhan to grab him
a water out of the fridge, and Luhan happily agrees to get it for his hyung. He
opens the fridge, frowning slightly when he doesn't see the water at first. A
few more seconds of investigation, and he spots them in the clear drawers at
the bottom of the fridge, and bends to retrieve two of them.
Behind him, Sehun's eyes darken significantly when he looks up at the younger
boy from where he was checking his phone, and sees him bent over, pert ass on
display. He can't stop himself from getting closer, almost touching the boy,
when Luhan stands up, closes the fridge door, and turns around, dropping the
water bottles in shock at the sudden closed distance between him and the older
man.
  The sound doesn't seem to break the trance in the room, Sehun staring down at
Chinese boy with dark eyes full of pure, unadulterated lust and Luhan looking
up to meet his gaze in confusion and maybe a bit of excitement. The distance
between them gets even smaller, until Sehun is forcing the younger boy against
the cold fridge, effectively knocking the breath out of Luhan. The businessman
slips one of his thighs in between the teenager's thighs, and lowers his head,
their lips getting closer and closer by the second.
  Luhan feels his heart pounding out of his chest, mind racing with so many
unintelligible thoughts, and let's his eyes slip closed as the man is closing
the distance between their mouths. Their skin barely brushes, sending hot
sparks through both men and they're about to seal the space separating them-
  Noises outside the door startle them both, they practically fly away from
each other, as Kyungsoo and a few other people Luhan sort of remembers meeting
filter in the room, not paying any mind to the blushing teenager and the
annoyed looking CEO. Luhan quickly retrieves the water bottles off the ground,
hearing Sehun groan out an angry growl of "fuck everything", before the two are
walking out of the break room.
  Luhan hands Sehun his water, and goes to run off to his office to process
everything that just happened, when said man grabs his arm, and pulls Luhan
closer to him, leaning down to growl in his ear, "we'll finish this later",
before taking his water and walking off in the opposite direction of where
Luhan is going to go.
  The teenager stands there for a minute, face and ears blazing red, stomach
going completely crazy as the rough growl replays in his head over and over
again. He shakes himself out his stupor when a few people pass by him and give
him a weird look, and practically runs to his office, slamming the door behind
him, and sliding down onto the floor.
  He cradles his knees to his chest, and presses the cold water bottle to his
burning face, thoughts going absolutely insane, as he tries to comprehend what
the fuck just happened.
Chapter End Notes
     Ohhhhh, cliffhanger! Can't wait to hear your reactions to this lovely
     chapter! Remember to leave a comment below about how you feel! Much
     loves (^.^)
***** The beginning *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
  Time. 
 Luhan sat at his desk, staring at the clock on his wall, for what seemed like
years. His mind was constantly racing with the thoughts of what is going to
happen "later". He couldn't focus on his work, just how slowly the second hand
on the clock seemed to move slower than anything he's ever seen in his life.
 The only things heard in Luhan's new office was the miniscule "tick, tick" and
the repeated bouncing of his leg, shoe hitting the floor and creating a high
pitched squeak once and a while. It was driving him insane. 
 After what seemed like an eternity of watching the never-ending clock, the
hands finally settled into their desired places, letting Luhan know that there
was 10 minutes until Sehun said Luhan's shift would be over, and he'd come
retrieve the younger boy. The bouncing gets faster.
 The Chinese boy takes the last few minutes until his shirt is finished to log
out of his computer, neatly label the stacks of papers on his desk, and
organize everything so it'll be easy for him to maneuver around and do his work
tomorrow. 
 3 minutes.
 'If you can even walk tomorrow' his brain oh so kindly throws at him. Luhan
shivers in anticipation. 
 2 minutes.
 He stands from his desk, smoothing out the imaginary wrinkles in his clothes,
and stretching quickly, letting out a little groan at the popping in his
joints. 
 1 minute.
 The doe eyed boy steps out from behind his desk and looks anxiously at the
door. 
 30 seconds.
 A figure appears in front of the door, the shadow of feet being a dead
giveaway, but no knocking or movement follows. They just seem to be..standing.
Luhan decides to take initiative, and walk towards the closed door slowly, and
reaches a shaky hand to twist the handle and gently pull the door open. 
 He's met with eyes darker than the night sky, and his heart plummets. 
 "Car." 
 The younger boy doesn't even hesitate to move, the order putting his body in
motion, and he exits the room, pulling the door shut behind him, and makes a
bee-line for the parking garage, Sehun stalking silently behind him. 
 Once they reach the parking garage, they make their way towards Sehun's sleek
black car, it being the only one on this level. Perks of being the CEO, Luhan
guesses. 
 The moment the car is within reach, Sehun grabs Luhan's arms in his large,
strong hands and shoves him up against the drivers side of the car, pressing
their bodies together completely. Luhan's breathing suddenly stops, and he
raises his eyes up to meet them with the older man's. He sees nothing but lust
and pure desire in those dark, dark eyes. 
 Sehun doesnt waste one more second, and crashes his lips against Luhan's,
drawing a low whine out of the shorter boy. The younger boy's stomach twists in
excitement and arousal as he hastily kisses back, hands reaching up to grab
Sehun's wrists where they're still pinning Luhan's arms against the car. 
 The kiss is absolutelyfilthy, pulling whimpers and gasps out of the smaller
boy, and deep groans out of the older man. They kiss until Luhan has to pull
away, gasping for breath, head tilting back to rest against the top of the car,
which Sehun sees as an invitation.
 The blonde man ducks his head down to sensually suck and bite down the teen's
neck, causing Luhan to let out a full body shudder and a loud whine of
"Sehun please". The older man chuckles at the exclamation, feeling his cock
stir in his tailored pants, and he detaches himself from the beautiful
porcelain skin he had the pleasure of toying with, to slide his mouth up to
Luhan's ear, muttering a low, "tell me what you want, baby boy."
 The name forces a loud keen out of Luhan, enough to have Sehun letting go of
one of his arms and hasilty shoving two fingers into the boy's mouth. Luhan
takes them in stride and immediately begins sucking and licking them like he
was made for it.
 "What a good little boy. I wasn't expecting you to be so good for me from the
start, baby, but as always, you exceed my expectations."
 The blatant praise has Luhan quickly filling out his pants, they seem to
becoming tighter and tighter by the second, and he nods around the older mans
fingers, with a muffled, "I'm always good daddy."
 Everything freezes. 
 "What did you call me?" Sehun narrows his eyes, his voice getting even deeper
and rougher than before, and he yanks his fingers out of Luhan's mouth to
clearly hear the answer to his question. 
 "I-I.. I said Daddy.." The younger boy stutters out, eyes dropping to the
ground, face and ears burning with shame and embarrassment. 
 There's a pause. 
 "Fuck. Fuck. Get in the fucking car, right now, before I take you right
fucking here." Sehun breathes, grinding his teeth to help gather every ounce of
self restraint he has. 
 Luhan scrambles towards the passengers seat, quickly sliding his body in the
car. Sehun quickly follows, starting the car up, and speeding out of the
parking garage as quickly as he can manage. 
 Once they're on the street towards the house, the older man slips his free
hand onto Luhan's thigh, pulling a whimper from the younger boy, both of their
bodies throbbing with the anticipation of what's to come when they get home.
 
Chapter End Notes
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End Notes
     This story is a gift to my best friend, Tiffany, due to her obsession
     with HunHan. Comments are always appreciated, let me know what you
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