Game over
game over
sehun/luhan | fluff | pg | 500w | sehun's ultimate goal is to beat luhan in flappy bird.
A slew of curse words leave Sehun’s mouth when two of his currently most hated words pop up on his screen. Game over, it said.
He just had a few more pipes to go then he’ll be able to beat Luhan. But no. This vagina lipped bird decided it was fun to play dead and pretend to hit a pipe when it wasn’t even near the fucking pipe. Or maybe his right thumb was sore from all its tapping.
Still.
He has yet to beat Luhan.
Beside him, Luhan grins. “You suck at this game.”
Sehun glares at him. “Fuck you.”
“Oh no thanks, I’m still sore from last night.”
Just then, a very wonderful idea enters Sehun’s fucked up mind. An invisible light bulb lights up just above his bleached head. “Say, if I beat your high score, would you let me fuck you?”
At the mention of fuck, no matter how many times the two have done it, Luhan blushes. Then he splutters. Then he splutters some more. “As if!”
Seeing Luhan all flustered and red made Sehun all the more determined to beat Luhan’s 76 at Flappy Bird. Just imagine how good he’ll look under Sehun. Oh god.
“As if what?”
“As if you’ll beat my score!”
“Watch me.”
Sehun flexes his thumbs, cracks out the kinks out of his neck and settles into a more comfortable position. I’ll beat you easier this way. He said when Luhan asked what he was doing.
The game has started again and Sehun is putting his all. His first game ends with a bang. Literally. But not from him, or his game. It was from Luhan, who has managed to hit his head on the kitchen counter from when he left the couch earlier to find something to eat.
19.
Glancing to his left, Sehun checks the analog clock hanging on the wall. It’s only eight. A whole night of flappy bird(and hopefully something more with Luhan) is still waiting for him.
His second game ended without it even starting. Luhan, like the shit hole he was, randomly tapped on Sehun’s phone screen leaving him with a score of 2 flat.
Sehun found his vigor sometime later when he hit 67. Luhan had cuddled up to his chest, leaving him with a not so comfortable position, but if Luhan finds this position nice for him while watching the television then so be it.
Sehun loves Luhan that much.
Much, much later Sehun, in all but I think, 142 attempts, finally beats Luhan’s score with a silver 89.
“FUCK LUHAN I FINALLY BEAT YOU. LUHAN-“
There is no response. A soft snore resounds in the room a split second later and that’s the time Sehun looks down.
Luhan is asleep on his chest, hugging Sehun’s waist like the world depended on it. His nose is nuzzled in the fabric of Sehun’s pajama top and he looks absolutely adorable.
“I finally beat you and you fall asleep on me.” Sehun whispers into Luhan’s hair, sighing when the smell of sweet vanilla hits his nose.
Sehun situates his hands around the smaller boy and closes his eyes.
I guess this is game over for me.
A/N: I still cannot write. Scores are from when i decided to challenge myself with flappy bird. That stupid fuckign bird can go suck dicks.
sehun/luhan | fluff | pg | 500w | sehun's ultimate goal is to beat luhan in flappy bird.
A slew of curse words leave Sehun’s mouth when two of his currently most hated words pop up on his screen. Game over, it said.
He just had a few more pipes to go then he’ll be able to beat Luhan. But no. This vagina lipped bird decided it was fun to play dead and pretend to hit a pipe when it wasn’t even near the fucking pipe. Or maybe his right thumb was sore from all its tapping.
Still.
He has yet to beat Luhan.
Beside him, Luhan grins. “You suck at this game.”
Sehun glares at him. “Fuck you.”
“Oh no thanks, I’m still sore from last night.”
Just then, a very wonderful idea enters Sehun’s fucked up mind. An invisible light bulb lights up just above his bleached head. “Say, if I beat your high score, would you let me fuck you?”
At the mention of fuck, no matter how many times the two have done it, Luhan blushes. Then he splutters. Then he splutters some more. “As if!”
Seeing Luhan all flustered and red made Sehun all the more determined to beat Luhan’s 76 at Flappy Bird. Just imagine how good he’ll look under Sehun. Oh god.
“As if what?”
“As if you’ll beat my score!”
“Watch me.”
Sehun flexes his thumbs, cracks out the kinks out of his neck and settles into a more comfortable position. I’ll beat you easier this way. He said when Luhan asked what he was doing.
The game has started again and Sehun is putting his all. His first game ends with a bang. Literally. But not from him, or his game. It was from Luhan, who has managed to hit his head on the kitchen counter from when he left the couch earlier to find something to eat.
19.
Glancing to his left, Sehun checks the analog clock hanging on the wall. It’s only eight. A whole night of flappy bird(and hopefully something more with Luhan) is still waiting for him.
His second game ended without it even starting. Luhan, like the shit hole he was, randomly tapped on Sehun’s phone screen leaving him with a score of 2 flat.
Sehun found his vigor sometime later when he hit 67. Luhan had cuddled up to his chest, leaving him with a not so comfortable position, but if Luhan finds this position nice for him while watching the television then so be it.
Sehun loves Luhan that much.
Much, much later Sehun, in all but I think, 142 attempts, finally beats Luhan’s score with a silver 89.
“FUCK LUHAN I FINALLY BEAT YOU. LUHAN-“
There is no response. A soft snore resounds in the room a split second later and that’s the time Sehun looks down.
Luhan is asleep on his chest, hugging Sehun’s waist like the world depended on it. His nose is nuzzled in the fabric of Sehun’s pajama top and he looks absolutely adorable.
“I finally beat you and you fall asleep on me.” Sehun whispers into Luhan’s hair, sighing when the smell of sweet vanilla hits his nose.
Sehun situates his hands around the smaller boy and closes his eyes.
I guess this is game over for me.
A/N: I still cannot write. Scores are from when i decided to challenge myself with flappy bird. That stupid fuckign bird can go suck dicks.