*

It's just feels nice having a best friend who's also your boyfriend.

Kyungsoo has been there by his side ever since day one. Aside from being his bestest friend, he also acts like a parent who nags at him whenever he wakes up late in the morning or he fails to do his chores. He's like a sister who goes shopping with him during weekends after exams are over. He's like a brother who protects him by sending death glares to guys in his department who'd dare try to hit on him. He's also like a teacher who helps him study especially now that he's graduating.

But more importantly, Kyungsoo, who's an embodiment of satan and a guardian angel combined, is actually his life savior.

Though the male may seem apathetic and uncaring at first glance, Kyungsoo is actually the most loving, kind, warmhearted, considerate, understanding, and wonderful person he has ever known in his entire existence. He's very much grateful to have a boyfriend like him whom in the first place, he doesn't deserve to own.

Without Kyungsoo, he'd probably be dead by now, and there's no exaggeration to that. If Kyungsoo hadn't welcomed him that very night Jongin brought him home, he'd most likely end up in the streets of Seoul already dead due to cold and hunger.

So, he really owes Kyungsoo his life bigtime.

"Luhan, which one looks better? Blue or black?" Kyungsoo asks as he places the shirts on his chest alternately while the both of them look at the mirror. "Hmm, what do you think?"

They're at the department store today shopping for new clothes, and the root cause of that is Jongin mentioning last night to Kyungsoo to buy new clothes for him. Kyungsoo practically dragged him out of his room at two in the afternoon saying they should go to the mall, and as an 'anything-free' lover, he just tags along with his boyfriend.

Kyungsoo is lowkey rich though, having well-off parents. He could buy anything he wants, unlike Jongin who's a cheapskate he prefers spending money on food rather than on clothing. Jongin doesn't mind wearing shirts or socks with holes, and as long as he's breathing and sleeping, then he's okay.

"I like anything as long as you're paying for it," Luhan grins.

"Well then, I'm taking these both," Kyungsoo says, then he calls the sales lady and throws the clothes at her, "I'm buying these as well as the pants and shoes we chose earlier."

"Yes, Sir."

Clinging his hand around Kyungsoo's arm, Luhan leans his head against his shoulder as they both walk out of the store carrying overflowing paperbags.

"Ah, it feels really nice having a rich boyfriend," he says while chuckling under his breath. Since Jongin hates receiving unnecessary stuff from Kyungsoo, he's the one benefiting the blessing, "Thanks, Kyungsoo!"

Kyungsoo stops walking, so Luhan wonders if there was a problem or he just said something wrong.

"Luhan."

"Hm?"

Waiting, Luhan senses the other male suddenly taking his hand off his arm to release it out of his hold. He is about to ask out of worry but then he pauses, feeling Kyungsoo now getting his hand again to lace their fingers together.

"I told you not to cling on my arm like that. It forms sweat, you know?" Kyungsoo says, pulling an unresponsive Luhan whom in the end, smiles in relief, "Sweat means bacteria and I hate bacteria."

"I'm sorry, babe. I'm not gonna do that again."

"Good."

Luhan giggles while squeezing Kyungsoo's stubby hand, and just like it has always been against his palm, his fingers are soft and warm.

"Just fries and burger?"

"Yep, I'm good with a cola, too."

Fast food is alright, since he doesn't want to trouble Kyungsoo anymore, though the male insists they eat in a restaurant. He still has shame in him, and he doesn't want to always take Kyungsoo for granted.

"After I graduate, I will find a good job that pays high," Luhan says as he chews his food messily, "So that I can take you to a really exquisite five star restaurant, and let you talk with the chef, a chef just like Gordon Ramsey."

Kyungsoo laughs at that, "Really?"

"Of course!"

"You're the oldest but you're the most immature one," Kyungsoo says while munching his food and glaring at Luhan. He gets a tissue and throws it to his face. "There. Wipe that mess off your mouth."

Beaming, Luhan leans closer and puts down his burger, "Shouldn't you be wiping it off for me, though?" He pouts his lips cutely. "You love me, right?"

Kyungsoo maybe shudders a little. "Bitch, I'm not the romantic type like Jongin so you should do that on your own."

"Please?"

One thing that he likes most about Kyungsoo is that, he always gives in to his aegyo in less than seven seconds.

"Fine. Come here."

Kyungsoo scoots closer and dabs the table napkin gently against his lips, staring at him in the process while he does that. And maybe, as they both hold eye contact intently while the surroundings seem to blur for a moment, Luhan sees his own life flash in Kyungsoo's eyes as though he can't hide anything from him.

As though he can read his mind.

He then blinks, finding Kyungsoo still staring at him unwavering.

"Yum, greasy food tastes good!" he chimes, just to divert the atmosphere while leaning back on his chair again. Kyungsoo doesn't seem to mind though, as he still goes back to his position and resumes eating.

"As far as I know, you're supposed to have a date with Sehun, right?" Kyungsoo asks as he lifts an eyebrow, "Why did you come with me?"

Luhan drinks his cola, "Well, about that. Sehun said I need to wear nice clothes for our date," He shrugs. "Since I don't really own any nice clothes, I just told him I had plans with you and that we should move our date to next week."

"Babe, any clothes you wear is just fine," Kyungsoo says, "If he really likes you, then you'll be pretty in his eyes whatever you look like."

"But seriously speaking, I don't really have any decent clothes to wear in my closet aside from my school uniform," Luhan smiles sheepishly. "Baekhyun gave me some of his clothes he owned back in New York, but then I realized I can't use them on that date."

"Why? Don't they suit your type?"

"I'd feel burdened if I wear Baekhyun's clothes in front of Sehun."

After he said that, Kyungsoo notices the sudden silence that is uncalled for falling in between them. He sees Luhan slowly munching his burger while staring blankly at the ketchup like it will give him answers. Picking a fry, he shoves it into his boyfriend's mouth.

"You worry too much about petty things, don't you? There. Now eat."

"Kyungsoo."

"What?"

"Now that I think about it... I don't really own that much," Luhan says, then he starts to laugh, a little bit forced, "The house I'm living is not mine, this shirt I'm wearing is not mine. This food I'm eating is not from my money. Even my boyfriend is not mine--"

"Stop," Kyungsoo says, hushing his mouth up, "If there is a greatest possession in this world that you own for yourself, that would be me."

Kyungsoo points at himself.

"Jongin and I, we are both yours, so don't ever say you don't own anything. You're gonna own Sehun too in the near future, right?"

"Well, I guess you're right about that."

"Look, if Baekhyun has only one boyfriend, and I have two boyfriends, you Luhan, are gonna have three boyfriends. Aren't you gonna be the real queen here?"

A smile forms on Luhan's lips, hearing what Kyungsoo just said. He chuckles while he stands, before he takes a seat beside the male. Hugging his boyfriend extra tight without saying anything, he feels his tears threatening to fall down at this wrong moment.

"Why the sudden hug?"

"Nothing... I just wanna hug you... and feel you in my arms..."

Luhan buries his face into the crook of Kyungsoo's neck, feeling him soothing his back comfortingly as a reply.

"I love you, Kyungsoo... I love you more than anything, and I love you more than I love myself..." Luhan sniffs his almost runny nose. "I love you so much... I love you to the point that... I can give up anything... for your happiness..."

"And what is that supposed to mean?"

"It means that I love you I could die for you..."

Looking around the place, Kyungsoo spots an unimportant person looking at them judgmentally. He just sends that man a you-don't-give-a-fuck glare.

"Again, what's with that sudden weird declaration of love," Kyungsoo mutters, "Are you going to die now? Hoe, don't die yet."

Luhan leans away and holds Kyungsoo's shoulders while he stares at him fondly, "Ugh, what am I gonna do without you." He is about to kiss him on the lips but Kyungsoo blocks his mouth using his palm. "Why? Don't you wanna kiss me?"

"We're like," Kyungsoo whispers, "in public. Are you seriously out of your mind?"

"I know you hate doing stuff in public but can't we just kiss here for once?"

"People are gonna see us!"

"And what if they see us? It's not like poverty and corruption are gonna end if they don't see us making out," Luhan wraps his arms around Kyungsoo's neck, pulling him closer until their faces are a hairsbreadth away, "You know I'm more of a slut than you so just let me have my kiss, okay? Just one."

"Fine, just one," Kyungsoo says with a groan, before he's allowing the pretty male to press a chaste kiss on his heart-shaped lips.

Smooch.

And one more. Smooch. And another more. Smooch. And the last one. Smooooooch!!!

"Hey, you said it would be only one."

"I changed my mind! I want ten now," Luhan replies, and he's claiming Kyungsoo's mouth again as he tastes the cheddar cheese on his soft lips with a hint of the sprite he drank against his tongue.

Maybe, just maybe, he suddenly forgets all his worries dwelling at the back of his mind, being cradled by his side with Kyungsoo as his boyfriend, as his bestest friend, and as the first person whom he can always call home.

"How about that?"

"Not enough... I still want to kiss you more."

It's now five forty five in the afternoon and it's still hot and busy. At the farthest table of a cheap fast food joint located at the middle of the mall, they both find themselves still sharing lazy kisses; sometimes pulling away to drink the watery soda where the ice has long melted--- before kissing again ever so gently like they don't just give a single damn in the world.

"Kyungsoo, I love you so much," Luhan whispers against their pressed lips.

"I love you too," Kyungsoo responds, connecting their mouths again for another searing kiss.

One of the things he loves the most about Luhan aside from the fact that he's really affectionate is that, he never makes him uncomfortable at all cost. Being with him makes him feel at ease, like he can just be in his worst character bossing him around, and it's still gonna be okay in Luhan's part. Though Luhan may appear obscene, bold, slutty and loud, he is actually just a baby who yearns for love and affection.

"What," Kyungsoo breaks into a fit of laughter the moment the two of them break apart from the kiss, lips swollen and slick with saliva. "What is it?"

"Nothing! I just want to laugh with you," Luhan imitates him, also laughing to his heart's content until he's leaving breathless.

He rests his head on top of Kyungsoo's narrow shoulder and resumes laughing, curling into his warmth with a smile on his face. "Come on, let's just go to the spa! You wanted to go there, right?"

Kyungsoo allows himself to be dragged by Luhan out of the place anyway, but this time, it is now him who's clinging affectionately onto Luhan's arm as he lets him lead the way.

*

Dinner is extra special tonight yet again, Luhan can tell, arriving to Chanyeol wearing fuschia pink apron as he serves the food on the table he himself prepared for the guys.

Everybody, the four of them all, throw clueless and questioning stares at each other as they sit quietly around the dining table. Luhan turns to Kyungsoo beside him who just shrugs his shoulders, obviously not having any idea as to why the hell Chanyeol is looking so gay in that pink apron.

"Chanyeol sunbae cooked dinner tonight especially for us!" Baekhyun, who is wearing all smiles, elbows Chanyeol as he looks up to him, "Chanyeol sunbae, please tell them now."

Chanyeol looks unhappy or nervous of the current situation, like he's very confused why he just did such thing. He's not actually bad in cooking, he's honestly good at it. But cooking for the guys? It's like a sweet and motherly gesture, and that is not his thing.

Not until this moment, that is.

And he thinks he loves to cook now.

"Does the food have poison?" Sehun remarks, quite a bit rude, "Do you wanna get rid of us that bad?"

"Sehun! Don't be mean to him!" Baekhyun yells, while Chanyeol, even if he wants to curse Sehun to death and flip the table over, he just keeps silent for Baekhyun's sake.

"So what's with Chanyeol cooking tonight?" Kyungsoo asks, "Do we have a special event today?"

"Come on, just say it," Baekhyun encourages Chanyeol, offering him a tiny smile. "You can do it."

"I..." Chanyeol starts, clearing his throat shyly. "just wanted to apologize when I told you guys really mean things that night... I'm sorry for telling Jongin to pay nine month's worth of rent... And I'm also sorry for cursing at Sehun and telling him he was a fucking son of a bitch..."

Sehun's facial expression suddenly changes--- from a stern look to an uwu one, but he refrains himself from giving in. Luhan looks like he's gonna cry though, meanwhile Kyungsoo is still preventing himself not to. Jongin is not yet convinced.

Chanyeol rubs his nape awkwardly, feeling all those wide intimidating eyes trained at him.

"I've been really indifferent to all of you. I treated you coldly just because my memories came back... I was ungrateful to everyone, that I even brought up kicking you all out of the house which was really rude of me... I actually didn't even properly thank you for all the many things you did for me and for Baekhyun when I was still in New York up until now that I remembered everything... And that fact makes me so much worried..."

"Is this really Chanyeol speaking right now or what!?" Jongin whispers to Kyungsoo in disbelief. Kyungsoo ignores him, too engrossed listening at Chanyeol's heartfelt apology, "Kyungsoo, am I dreaming right now!? Is Chanyeol really saying that?"

"Sssh, he's not yet finished on his speech," Baekhyun hushes Jongin.

"I was really confused to be honest... on how should I act towards all of you," Chanyeol quietly says while Baekhyun watches him fondly like a proud mom watching her baby's first steps, "Should I be cold with you just like what I used to back in student council, or should I act friendly with you just like when I haven't still recalled my memories yet?"

"Oh god, I'm crying, he's so pure," Luhan whispers to himself, grabbing a table napkin and dabbing it on the corners of his eyes.

"I actually... wanted to be friends with you guys again," Chanyeol says, "But I can feel that you're scared of me... so even if I wanted to ask you if I could hang out with you, I'm afraid you'd turn me down."

"He should've just said he wanted to hang out," Sehun mutters to himself, "Fuck, he's making me feel like I'm a bad person. I'm so guilty, what the hell."

"So, uh... I asked Baekhyun to help me cook for you, because I wanted to thank you guys for everything," Chanyeol says, then he gestures a ninety-degree-bow, "You're all good friends to me and I owe you my life... I'm so grateful to have you all by my side back in high school up until now, so thank you... and I," he coughs and swallows his pride, "I love you everyone."

Smiling brightly, Baekhyun claps his hands loudly. "I'm so proud of you, Chanyeol sunbae." He wipes his happy tears. "I'm really proud of you."

"Fuck! You should've said that sooner, you bastard!" Jongin screams, practically pouncing on Chanyeol and hugging him tight. "Of course, we forgive you! It's all in the past now! Don't worry about it."

"Thanks, Jongin."

"Hey, does this mean we can stay here in your house as long as we want?"

Chanyeol sighs, "Yeah. Just stay here until you die. It's fine."

"We're not gonna be homeless anymore! Ahhhhh! Oh my god! You're so kind!" Jongin yells, grabbing Chanyeol's head and kissing him on the cheek, that even Sehun and Baekhyun cringe at the sight, "You can't take that back, okay! We're living here forever now!"

Kyungsoo and Luhan stand up and embrace Chanyeol after peeling Jongin's body away from him and shoving him down the floor.

"Thank you, Chanyeol. And please don't go back to being an asshole now. I like this you better," Luhan says, giggling. He feels Chanyeol pat his back in response so he just snuggles to him closer.

"Whatever personality you have, I'm still gonna accept you. That's what friends do, right?" Kyungsoo says, "But nonetheless, thanks for giving me your kitchen. We can cook together if you want. I can teach you recipes I learned from the internet."

Chanyeol laughs, "Thanks, Kyungsoo."

Looking around him, Sehun notices he's the only person left at the table who's not approaching Chanyeol. He feels pressured right now. Should he go there and hug him, acting like they were close?

Well. Come to think, they're actually close enough to be considered as friends, right? He helped him a lot of times before and they even slept together in one bed.

"Sehun, do you still hate Chanyeol sunbae?" Baekhyun asks, "Because of what happened to us before?"

"No, Baekhyun. Not anymore. It's just that," Sehun coughs as he scratches his neck, "I think in this life, we're just destined to be in this kind of relationship wherein you know, our friendship is left unspoken."

That makes Baekhyun laugh, "But still, he said sorry to you, right? You should give him an answer to that."

"Well, if you say it like that then I guess I have no choice," Sehun releases a heavy sigh and stands up. He heads in front of Chanyeol and bravely outstretches his hand for a handshake.

Chanyeol looks at his hand.

"Here," Sehun says, looking anywhere except for Chanyeol's face, "If you shake it, then it means I forgive you and we're already friends. But if you don't shake it, then we're gonna stay enemi---"

Chanyeol grabs his hand and pulls him in for a hug.

"I'll be friends with you so shut the hell up now," Chanyeol says as he pats Sehun's back, and Sehun might be having a mini heart attack having Chanyeol literally embracing him right now.

Sehun blinks his eyes quickly and breathes, unable to move like a frozen rock while he contemplates whether to shove Chanyeol away or respond to his sudden hug. Is this the feeling of being hugged by a Park Chanyeol?

It feels kind of.

Gay.

So what Sehun does is just to hesitantly lift his arm to embrace Chanyeol in return, patting his back gently.

"Uh, thanks for letting me live in your house... And I guess I'm sorry for everything."

"Yeah. Same."

Seeing that with his own two eyes, Jongin gasps as he furrows his eyebrows at the sight of Chanyeol and Sehun being bromantic as fuck.

"Hey, hey. Stop that. That's enough!" He separates the two males, pushing Chanyeol away in the process as he hugs Sehun's body for himself. "Back off. Sehun is mine! Don't you dare touch him!"

"No, Sehun is mine!" Luhan says, pushing Jongin away and instantly hugging Sehun for himself. "Right, Sehunnie?"

Sehun is too dizzy being passed around to even respond.

"Well then, Kyungsoo is mine!" Jongin smirks at Luhan, tugging Kyungsoo towards him and hugging the fluffy male inside his arms. "How about that, bitch!?"

Luhan frowns at him, "But Kyungsoo is mine, too!"

"No, he's not!"

"Yes, he is!"

"Chanyeol sunbae is mine!" Baekhyun runs towards Chanyeol and hugs him too, just like what everyone else is doing. He squeezes Chanyeol while the male just smiles at him sweetly.

Before his face turns blank all of a sudden.

Chanyeol allows a two-minute break of self-realization, glaring down at Baekhyun's worried eyes looking up to him.

Silence.

"Hey. Is there something wrong, Chanyeol sunbae?"

Chanyeol groans, "Fuck, I think I regret what I just said earlier... Did I really say that? Why did I say that? Oh god... I must be out of my mind..."

"Damn, he's really crazy. If I were Baekhyun, I'd turn insane too," Kyungsoo tells Jongin, "Good thing my boyfriends are perfectly normal."

"You can't take it back, though!" Baekhyun exclaims while laughing maniacally, then he points at his phone blinking red on top of the counter, "I've recorded it all! You know, for remembrance purposes!"

Chanyeol looks traumatized, and is about to curse at Baekhyun loudly but then he calms himself down and takes a deep breath.

"Baekhyun.... You know what? I'm starting to hate you now..... Like for real...."

"Aaawwww," Baekhyun makes a pouty face at him, "Okay, if you say so!"

*

Four glasses of beer and two glasses of cola are lifted and clinked in the air before they start drinking. Sehun looks around first, before he decides to chug down his cola with Baekhyun.

"Happy Graduation!" Jongin and Kyungsoo greet Luhan at the center, hugging their boyfriend and giving him a pair of kisses on both sides of his cheeks.

It was Luhan's graduation this morning, so apparently, they're out drinking tonight at an exclusive bar Chanyeol's sister recommended. Luhan has finally graduated college now and that means he's not a student anymore, which probably means he's gonna work an eight-hour job that adults normally do.

Chanyeol basically rented a private room for this celebration for all of them. Delicious food and expensive drinks are served which they immediately consume over lively chats and laughters.

Baekhyun, Jongin, and Kyungsoo are wildly singing and dancing to some girl group songs while Chanyeol just watches them with a fond smile on his face.

Sehun already knows what's gonna happen next after this. Since there is alcohol involved and they're in a private room right now, the guys would most likely end up drunk, then they'd start to make out with each other while grinding against each other's bodies. Eventually, they'd fuck shamelessly on the couch and sleep naked on the cold floor.

So right now, he needs to make an escape before he sees that disgusting scene with his innocent eyes.

Looking around the room, he notices the celebrant missing. He remembers Luhan saying he's going to the bathroom, but it's been ten minutes since he went out. Where else did he go?

"Where are you going?" Chanyeol asks, seeing him stand up.

"Outside. I'll go look for Luhan."

And then he's grabbing his coat as he runs outside the room, mentally thanking he has successfully escaped that place full of horny people.

Finding Luhan is easy. He's just there, sitting on the stairs right in front of the bathroom, shoulders slumped and blank eyes staring at a distance.

Sehun announces his presence by audibly clearing his throat and casually sitting beside the older male few inches far from him. Luhan looks at him and beams, but strangely enough, the smile doesn't reach his eyes.

"Why didn't you come back inside?"

"I guess I just needed fresh air to think about stuff."

"Stuff like?"

Luhan shrugs, "Stuff like adulthood? Since I've now graduated and finished my degree, maybe it's about time for me to get going?"

"Well. That seems serious."

It sounds unfamiliar, Luhan talking serious all of a sudden. Maybe Sehun feels slightly nervous about it, he can't explain why.

"Sehun."

"Hm?"

"If I made the biggest decision in my life," Luhan says, then he places his hand on top of Sehun's, squeezing it softly, "Would you be there to support me?"

Sehun briefly stares at the warm hand on top of his palm, before he turns to look at Luhan's pretty face.

His eyes. Why do they look sad?

Luhan smiles wistfully at him, or so he tries, before tears begin to fall on his cheeks one by one.

"Will you be my life savior, too?"

*

To be continued.