post #23
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1. post anonymously unless linking to a fill posted somewhere else
2. use the subject line to indicate pairing (in alphabetical order using stage names i.e.baekhyun/chanyeol) prompt details go in the comment.
3. use necessary content warnings
4. do not embed on meme. link to images/videos. label nsfw content.
5. do not repost prompts ( Read more... )
it's from minseok and though luhan groans at the sunlight streaming into his bedroom, his mouth cracks into a grin when he sees the text.
"matinée movie time" it says. "i'll be waiting at the playground."
luhan scrambles to get up, almost tripping on unfolded clothes in the middle of his bedroom floor. he brushes his teeth with his eyes barely open, washes his face, then pees in a matter of five minutes. he spends a little more time on his clothes because if he doesn't, he knows minseok will make fun of him. something like, 'i can't believe someone as good looking as you dresses so badly' will leave minseok's lips. and though luhan doesn't never take that as a diss, he still wants to see the approving glance that minseok gives luhan when he actually tries.
the playground is their usual meeting spot that is roughly half way in between their houses. luhan can see minseok sitting on one of the swings, earphones firmly lodged in his ears and his head bobbing to music that luhan can't hear. it brings a mischievous smile to his face.
luhan sneaks up behind minseok, careful not to disturb the sand on the playground floor, alerting minseok of his presence.
tip
toe
and bam!
the sudden grip on minseok's shoulders tilting him from behind produces a satisfying squeak out of minseok. luhan laughs as minseok tries to spin around in the swing set. his earphones jerk away and unplug from the jack on his phone, making the music blast on speaker.
"hey!" minseok whines.
a smile blossoms on minseok's face anyway when he sees luhan in his maroon letterman's jacket and sky blue shirt over black skinny jeans. at the same time, however, the grin on luhan's face slowly fades. he recognizes the song playing on minseok's phone. it's a piano concerto. a symphony orchestra swells in the background and luhan hears the familiar sound of a flute cutting clear across the temporary silence.
suddenly, his own words from yesterday resonate inside his head.
"her name is park seojin. she plays flute."
luhan's expression hardens. minseok doesn't seem to notice because he's turning off the music, stuffing his earphones into his tiny messenger bag, and dragging luhan off to the cinema talking about this movie he's wanted to see and please will luhan watch it even though luhan may not like it.
minseok takes luhan's silence as a yes. and by the time luhan breaks away from thoughts of minseok and seojin, he realizes they're in the theater that shows something that's been advertised as "the scariest horror movie of the century".
luhan panics.
"but you're my best friend~" minseok whines.
"screw the friendship. i hate horror movies! you know it!"
he tries to leave, spilling a little of the extra large popcorn minseok just bought for them to share. but minseok just giggles and coaxes him back into his seat.
"come on, please?" minseok begs, using his puss-in-boots eyes again. "i'm scared too. but i know i won't be scared if you're here with me, please?"
minseok's hand find luhan's, threading their fingers together. minseok squeezes.
"please?" minseok repeats.
luhan doesn't say no.
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"piano lessons?" minseok asks, looking wistful.
luhan nods, mouth forming into a line. 'you're asking because you want to spend more time with me, right?' luhan wants to ask, but he's afraid it'll come out something like, 'or is it seojin you want to see?' so he keeps his mouth shut.
when luhan runs into seojin at the academy, he's especially cold. he doesn't return her greeting and when seojin is warming up he says something like: "been slacking off this summer?" and makes her face fall. he feels horrible about it afterward while he's taking the 730 bus back home. it's not seojin's fault after all. he's just feeling petty and jealous about losing his friend to a girl. and luhan thinks that it's not just minseok's feelings for seojin that's ruining the last of summer - it's luhan's too.
when luhan reaches his front door, he's feeling super tired. he just wants to go to sleep early so maybe he can wake up early enough to meet minseok for breakfast. he rushes in, racing for the stairs to his bedroom and barely hearing whatever it is that his mother yells at him from the living room.
"okay mom" he shouts from the top of the stairs.
whatever it is, he'll do it tomorrow.
luhan opens the door to his bedroom. the first thing that hits him is the fact that his lights are on. he throws his music bag on the desk chair and lets out a high-pitched chewbacca sound when two arms encircle his waist from behind.
"arghsshhff" luhan shouts.
before he can do anything like punch the intruder in the face, he hears the familiar laughing sounds of minseok at the nape of his neck.
"minseok!" luhan cries out indignantly, but he's already smiling too.
minseok drapes himself on luhan's back as luhan picks up clothes and other junk from off the floor. even though they've known each other for all these years, luhan still gets a little self conscious when the ever-so-tidy minseok comes over to his room.
"how was piano lessons?" minseok asks, ticking the shell of luhan's ear with a brush of his lips.
luhan stiffens, steeling himself for questions that beat around the subject of seojin.
"it was alright."
as he's straightening up, luhan realizes minseok has been going through his CD collection. specifically CDs of classical music. they all feature prominent flutists. his expression stiffens, but minseok presses on.
"what kind of pieces are you working on lately?" minseok asks, poking his nose close to luhan's cheek. "is it any one of these?"
minseok points to the CDs in luhan's hand. luhan bites his lip, waiting for the moment minseok segues into questions about orchestras, then flutists, then oh yeah doesn't seojin play the flute?
"nothing that you'd know" luhan says shortly.
minseok's grasp on luhan's shoulders loosen and half of luhan regrets the curt way he's just replied. but luhan can't deal with this. he knows he can't deal with getting his best friend stolen by some flute wielding, soccer playing girl who would probably make minseok fall head over heels in love.
"i just thought..." minseok starts to say softly.
his voice is a little too soft and luhan understands it's because he's a little bit hurt.
"i just thought i'd try to get to know a little more about your piano lessons" minseok finishes. "because we're best friends, you know."
luhan is surprised to find he's not really sorry about his curt behavior anymore. so what if minseok is hurt? the one who will eventually get abandoned is luhan. why would seojin refuse anyway if minseok were to ask her out?
when luhan doesn't say anything, there's a silence before minseok continues hesitantly.
"to be honest, i've met her before" minseok confesses. "park seojin i mean."
luhan's eyes dart up toward minseok's face, but minseok is looking at his toes.
"last week" minseok says in a crawling voice. "she came up to me and said..."
but luhan doesn't hear anything else. there's a loud buzzing in his head because... oh god, they've been secretly dating and i'm the last one to know.
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"what?" luhan asks on reflex.
"your summer concert. the one the academy's putting on? you never mentioned it."
the summer concert..., right. it was the saturday before the first week of school. luhan had planned on playing his piece and promptly leaving in order to get a few hours in at the arcade with minseok that night. and now, apparently, minseok wanted to spend that night listening to the lovely flute stylings of his new girlfriend seojin...
"i would have thought, as your friend, you would have invited me..." minseok says, sounding a little depressed now.
it makes luhan angry all of the sudden. so much so that his arms and legs move solely on instinct.
"you know, you call me your best friend" minseok is saying, voice gaining volume "but sometimes you don't treat me like one. if i'd known you had a concert i would have..."
but minseok doesn't get to finish. luhan's legs bring him closer to where minseok toes the ground. luhan's arms take control of minseok's cheeks and neck, righting his head so that minseok's eyes are looking into luhan's instead of boring holes into the floor. luhan's brain only registers that minseok's eyes have gone puss-in-boots wide again. except, before he can really appreciate the look on minseok's face, luhan's nose bumps painfully close to minseok's and there is something warm pressing at his lips. he finds that it's not just 'something warm'. what luhan finds is minseok's lips and when minseok presses back, luhan's eyes flutter, sliding shut.
luhan reluctantly breaks away when minseok's hand gently pulls at his shoulder. they bump foreheads because luhan can't seem to take physical separation more than a few centimeters right now. he watches with rapt interest as minseok's eyes blink rapidly while minseok catches his breath.
"this" minseok says, still slightly flushed, "is not how you treat a friend."
minseok pretends to scowl, mock anger flashing in his eyes. but it all disappears when luhan pulls him in again, this time closer. and this time, minseok opens his mouth because oh, luhan has just squeezed minseok's ass with both hands.
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luhan giggles into the crown of minseok's head. it's been three weeks since school's started and almost every day there's been sleepovers back and forth. this time, it's at luhan's house because luhan's mother has followed his father on a business trip to changsha for a week. they're house sitting, or so they tell minseok's parents. they're lazing around on luhan's bed, spooning with minseok as the little spoon, while minseok complains about luhan's lack of awareness.
"but i totally thought you were pining after seojin."
"who?"
"the flute player?"
"oh. her."
there's a little bit of spite in minseok's voice and it makes luhan lift his head to peer curiously into minseok's face.
minseok crinkles his nose.
"i thought she was teasing me for not knowing anything about you. i thought she was in love with you."
luhan freezes for about a split second before burying his face into minseok's neck and laughing, laughing, laughing. minseok makes an annoyed sound.
"what?! she asked me: 'you don't even know about the summer concert and you call yourself his best friend?' how would you feel?"
minseok huffs, puffing his cheeks.
"and you didn't even tell me about the concert. you should be ashamed to call yourself my best friend."
"i'm sorry" luhan tells him, making little butterfly kisses on minseok's shoulder that has him relaxing into the bed again. "would you believe me if i told you i was too busy thinking of how to spend the last days of summer with you?"
minseok snorts.
luhan sighs breathily on purpose into the shell of minseok's ear. luhan suppresses a giggle as he watches a blush spread from the tips of minseok's ears all the way down to his neck.
"if i can't have the title of best friend... at least i have the title of boyfriend?" luhan tries again.
luhan earns an elbow in the gut. and though it hurts, he lets out a laugh, trapping minseok to his chest before he can elbow luhan again.
"let go of me you jerk! you don't deserve to even be called a friend!" minseok yells, lightly thrashing against luhan's hold.
"hey" luhan says. "hey, hey."
and as he says so, luhan turns minseok so they are face to face, chastely kissing him to emphasizes his words.
"i'm"
on the forehead
"so"
on the bridge of his nose
"so"
on the tip of his nose
"sorry."
on his left cheek
"i'm sorry."
on his right cheek
and finally, luhan smiles, seeing minseok with his wide eyed look again.
"and i love you" luhan finally says, eyelids sliding shut when his lips meet minseok's.
luhan ends up smiling into the kiss because this, he realizes, was definitely how he'd always wanted to treat his friend, kim minseok.
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also when i first read the prompt, i was so sure it should be canon and angst, but it turned out fluff and noncanon. omg, i'm so sorry.
i just started writing as a break from homework. so sorry for typos and things that don't make sense. and just my crap writing in general.
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fandom needs more xiuhan
please unveil yourself so i can send you some love (heart)
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