“Maybe, “ Lu Han had said. “But part of being an adult is knowing when you can’t have things.”
weeping
but he can’t even manage the other half of their heart because the entirety of his own has been crushed.
OTP: HALF A HEART
Lu Han, for Sehun, is more like lungs than a friend.
Sehun’s living through every day, smiling and laughing and performing, and he hasn’t taken a single breath.
yes, maia, jen does like soul-crushing angst for breakfast. and dinner. and afternoon tea, even though it's just grapes i can't swallow right now because my heart's in my throat where it's not supposed to be
Lu Han’s face is the perfect size to fit in between Sehun’s palms. Lu Han’s nose is the perfect size to press into Sehun’s neck.
These are things Sehun would like to forget.
fuck
He doesn’t have to turn around to know that Lu Han flinches when he says it.
“Is it easy, to walk away?” Lu Han asks, and Sehun pauses in the doorway.
“Of course not,” Sehun replies. “But what else can I do?”
tears all the tears i'll cry you a river literally.
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weeping
but he can’t even manage the other half of their heart because the entirety of his own has been crushed.
OTP: HALF A HEART
Lu Han, for Sehun, is more like lungs than a friend.
Sehun’s living through every day, smiling and laughing and performing, and he hasn’t taken a single breath.
yes, maia, jen does like soul-crushing angst for breakfast. and dinner. and afternoon tea, even though it's just grapes i can't swallow right now because my heart's in my throat where it's not supposed to be
Lu Han’s face is the perfect size to fit in between Sehun’s palms. Lu Han’s nose is the perfect size to press into Sehun’s neck.
These are things Sehun would like to forget.
fuck
He doesn’t have to turn around to know that Lu Han flinches when he says it.
“Is it easy, to walk away?” Lu Han asks, and Sehun pauses in the doorway.
“Of course not,” Sehun replies. “But what else can I do?”
tears all the tears i'll cry you a river literally.