Title: Notice Me, Senpai
Pairing: Sehun/Luhan
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, High School, Anime, Sekaiichi Hatsukoi!au

Warnings: Cliche, Age Switch, Implied Sex

Summary: Luhan could reach Sehun, a thin black line only separating them on a card, unlike the huge distance parting them in real life.

(A/N: This is slightly based on the BL Anime, Sekaiichi Hatsukoi because I really love that anime. Khei, I'm so sorry it took so long but I hope you'll like this!

Enjoy reading!)

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"Go get 'em tiger!" Minseok cheerfully exclaims as he pats his best friend's back in the most exaggerated way possible. Luhan feels unconvinced and more nervous as he clears his throat and mind, alerting himself that this is the right time he's been waiting for. Taking a deep shaky breath, he lifts his head up and cautiously peeks his right eye behind the wall.

And then he sees him, the guy of his dreams, the apple of his eye, the one he loves, ever since he stepped on this school exactly three years and three months ago at the library. Luhan swore to the world he had fallen madly in love at first sight with the quiet blonde guy, whose name was Sehun, who was sitting alone on the farthest table of the library.

Being an upperclassman, Sehun never knew him until now, let alone talked to him nor looked at him. But for Luhan it was enough. For three agonizing years it was enough-- stealing glances at him from a far, following him on the way home every afternoon secretly, borrowing all the boring books (politics and religion) Sehun had read so that in that way, both their names on the library card would be next to each other. In that simple way, Luhan could reach Sehun, a thin black line only separating them on a card, unlike the huge distance parting them in real life.

Luhan can still remember how Sehun had looked like at the library that time when he first saw him three years ago. His hand was pressed under his chin while he was reading a book, his golden hair was beautifully swayed by the chilly wind coming in from the opened window. Quietly, Luhan had taken his time watching him with amusement in time with the fluttering heartbeat he had felt for the first time.

And he knew, right then and there, that he was smitten by Sehun.

Pausing for a while, Sehun had looked around the place, as if he had sensed someone was watching him, so Luhan hastily hid behind the shelf, face heated and heart racing with a book clutched against his chest. After a minute of standing there like a rock, Luhan returned his gaze back at the table, only to see Sehun gone, because he was already on the counter talking with the librarian, just a feet away from him. Luhan was frozen like a rock, basking in Sehun's strong presence beside him as he pretended he didn't know him even though his heart was doing backflips inside his chest. Luhan was sure that that was the closest and longest almost barely interaction he had experienced with Sehun, and he was very happy with just that.

Minseok says he really is a creepy stalker, but Luhan argues he is more of an interested admirer rather than the former.

Waking up from his reverie as he shakes his head at the moment, he clutches his best friend's arm beside him. "I'm so nervous. I can't do this." He brings his hand close to his pounding chest. "I can't even breathe... I-I think, we should just do this tomorrow."

"But that was what you said the last time we decided you would confess to him!" Minseok whispers. "If not today, then when else?"

Luhan sighs. He's right. He's been planning this confession ever since the first day of his freshman year started, and now that Sehun is on his junior year not to mention that he will graduate a month from now, Luhan has no other opportunity left to confess his feelings before it's too late. It's now or never.

"You can do it, Luhan. I'll be right here," Minseok assures him with a warm smile as he holds him by the arm. "Now, go!"

He pushes Luhan out of their hiding place.

Bumping into a broad chest, Luhan looks up through his lashes just to be met with a breath-taking stare coming from a pair of brown almond eyes. His own eyes turn into saucers, realizing who it was whom he just collided with. Parting away quickly, Luhan bows a prefect ninety degrees as he mutters trails of nervous apology under his breath.

"It's okay."

Those two words send tingling sensation into Luhan's ears, hearing that husky yet soothing voice of the person he long admires. Sehun dusts off his slightly crumpled uniform and takes his leave when--

"S-senpai, wait!"

Luhan takes a breath as he clutches Sehun's right arm hanging on his side. He is looking at the ground as he feels his cheeks burn hot together with the deafening pounding inside his ribcage.

"What is it?"

This is it. It's now or never.

"I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, SEHUN-SENPAI!!!"

Finally, he said it, he already said those words he had kept inside the confines of his heart for god knows how long. Luhan is very positive Sehun heard him just right because his voice came out real loud and clear. To be honest, he is not utterly expecting an answer nor anything after he blurted out his confession. All matters is that, he let Sehun knew what he feels for him, and that would be enough.

"What?" Sehun asks, voice emotionless.

"I-I said," Luhan stutters, biting on his lower lip, "I-I love you so much, senpai.."

Luhan can't see Sehun's face this way, and it's rather a good thing in his case though he really wants to look up even he's afraid of what he will see. So, for good measure, he just keeps his head lowered.

"I don't swing that way."

Luhan freezes, looking up for the first time to have a view of Sehun's face.

"I'm not into boys."

Luhan hears a breaking sound from somewhere.

"I'm not gay."

And he realizes it's his broken heart being shattered on the ground.

"Sorry," Sehun says, his tone not even apologetic.

Luhan doesn't know how long he's been standing there on the hallway dumbfounded. One moment he is watching Sehun's disappearing back, and next he is being dragged by the wrist of a certain someone, a.k.a Minseok.

Luhan breathes.

"You've been standing there for like, two hours since Sehun-senpai rejected you," Minseok says in a hushed voice for the sake of the place they are in. "Are you still breathing?"

"Barely."

Luhan presses his forehead against the pages of the opened dictionary Minseok laid out in front of him, groaning as he reminisces his confession two hours ago. Aside from the fact that his heart really hurt like a bitch, he is also embarrassed as hell. Now he doesn't have a face to show to Sehun if they ever crossed-paths in the library. Maybe Sehun is disgusted with him now, or disgusted with species like him ever since. He is very pre-occupied thinking about his romantic feelings to even consider his senpai's preference, that Luhan decides it's just all right for a boy to confess his love to a fellow boy.

Why does he have to be straight? Whining, Luhan kicks his feet under the table.

"I quit life."

"Hush. Why don't we just study for the exams? It's in two days and we haven't even reviewed a single lesson yet," Minseok reminds as he pulls out his notebook from his bag. Luhan is not in the mood to study, not now when he's been just refused. "Do me a favor and get your Afro-Asian Literature book."

"I didn't bring mine."

"Me, too," Minseok shrugs. "Just go find it somewhere on the shelves so we can start."

Standing up, Luhan heads to the Literary section of the library considering he already knows the place by heart like the back of his hand. For three years he made the library his second home, their second home. Sehun would always hang out in the library after class, that Luhan wonders if he even has friends. There were also times when it's just the two of them who would occupy the entire library, Sehun busy reading his book while Luhan busy staring at him behind a book.

He still couldn't stop thinking about him.

"Af... Afro.." He trails his slender fingers against the colorful spines of the book on the shelf above his head. Tipping his toes while his brows are furrowed, Luhan stops his index finger just in time when someone's thumb bumps against it.

Luhan's heart stops beating.

Slowly, he turns his head to his left and he doesn't have to think twice when he says out loud the guy's name with a furious red blush across his cheeks.

"S-sehun-senpai!"

Sehun gets the book, turning to the shorter flushed boy beside him. "Why do know my name?"

He already forgot? Luhan asks himself. His mouth parts to speak when Sehun beats him to it.

"Ah, you're the boy earlier," Sehun mutters and Luhan blushes more, noting the lack of expression change on his senpai's face. He doesn't look like he is disgusted though, nor look like he cares.

"I-I-I am.." Luhan stutters, anxiously fidgeting with the hem of his uniform as he faces Sehun and he can't even look at him in the eyes. "I-I'm sorry.. a-about earlier I... I-I just... I--" He closes his eyes. "I just really really like you!"

There he goes again, he couldn't control his mouth, could he? It's like his bowl of emotions has just overflowed and he can't contain it anymore. He knows Sehun is now staring at him and will leave after this. It's okay, it's all right.

"I-I'm sorry..."

Sehun faces the books in front of him.

"You want to go out with me?"

Luhan snaps his head up, waving his hands in front of him nervously.

"AH! N-No! I-I mean, w-well. I-I'm---"

"I don't mind."

"B-but you said--" Sehun quirks an eyebrow with his poker face, making Luhan tense a bit. "I-I mean! I-I thought you-- don't like--"

"I've changed my mind."

That's how Luhan finds himself walking like a stiff robot behind Sehun on their way home. He swears he is as pale as a ghost because of how nervous he is right now, that he can no longer hear what's around him apart from the thundering beating of his heart. This is like a dream come true, getting to walk with his senpai this close, that he can clearly see Sehun's handsome back and his blonde silky hair.

He's still nervous as fuck just by walking, how much more... on what they will do.... inside his house?

"You can breathe, you know," Sehun mutters as he peers over his shoulder to look at Luhan. Luhan's eyes widen. "You don't have to be that nervous."

"I-I'm sorry.."

For what it feels like eternity, they arrive finally at Sehun's humble abode. Luhan already knows where he lives, but getting inside his place is a different story.

"I basically live on my own," Sehun says, silently opening the door of his house with the key.

"A-are your parents on a vacation?"

It takes a while before Sehun could reply. "Something like that."

Sehun toes off his shoes, and Luhan follows him awkwardly.

"I'm home, Vivi."

Sehun crouches on the floor to greet his cat as he carries it in his arms. Luhan watches him amusedly. He knows that cat. It's the kitten Sehun had adopted one rainy afternoon when Luhan had followed him on the way home. So he's keeping it until now. Luhan smiles.

"I'll get us drinks so you go upstairs first," Sehun says. "My room is on the right, second door."

Getting inside the room, Luhan's eyes go large and sparkly as he takes his time admiring his senpai's spacious room full of books, as expected of him. There are piles of books, magazines, books again, and mangas everywhere. "Wow.."

He walks fully inside, and he doesn't miss Sehun's neatly made bed, there's a big pillow and a cream blanket above it. "Th-this is Sehun-senpai's bed."

His heart speeds up inside his chest.

"No! Don't ever think about it!" He turns his back around and shuts his eyes close, blushing hard. He shouldn't feel this desire, because this is bad. This is his senpai's house, he shouldn't do a thing like that. "B-but no one's looking..."

Face flushed, he opens his eyes again and faces the bed, outstretching his arm shakily. "Th-this is my only chance... B-before he comes." He gulps. "Just.. a little while..."

He pokes the pillow.

"NO!" Luhan shakes his head. "B-but! He won't know!"

He jumps into the bed.

And lies on it.

And smothers his face against Sehun's pillow, smelling it.

"Sniff...."

Finally.

His body shoots up quickly and gets off the bed, sitting on the corner with his knees pressed against his chest. He did it. He finally did it. He knows it would be utmost embarrassing if Sehun saw him like that but whatever, Sehun's pillow smells so good, like fresh detergent and lavender. He has just fulfilled his dreams for the past three years that he think he could die right now because of too much feels and shame.

"I hope orange juice would be fine."

Luhan snaps his head up.

"I-it's fine!"

"Do you want to watch a movie?"

"Y-yes," Luhan answers nervously. "A-anything is good.."

Sehun hands him a bottle of juice which he accepted with both trembling hands. Taking a sip of the drink, Luhan watches his senpai setting up the laptop in front of them, playing a movie Luhan couldn't care less. Sehun sitting beside him this close that their arms subtly brush has Luhan's tummy churning wildly he could pass out.

Sehun is so warm beside him.

"Hey."

"H-huh!?"

His expression still doesn't change. How can he manages a face like that? He's too good to be true.

"Why do you like me so much?" Sehun asks. "You don't even know me."

"I-I know some things about you..." Luhan mutters. "L-like about the-- the cat.."

"Cat?"

Luhan nods, head ducked low. "Y-yes. I-I was watching you that time. One afternoon when it was raining, the people ignored the crying kitten on the box." He smiles shyly. "A-and you were the only one who took it."

Sehun stares at him intently that Luhan feels smaller and smaller every seconds passing by.

"You even saw that." Sehun brushes his own hair with his hand, ruffling it slowly.

"I-I'm sorry.."

"Are you my stalker or something?"

Luhan closes his eyes shut, embarrassment flushing his face. "I-I know it's very creepy of me to do that but I.." He clenches his fists by his sides. "I just really like you--"

Sehun holds him by the arm and without a warning, leans his face close to the shorter male's that their lips brush slightly for an almost kiss. Surprised and shocked with the proximity, Luhan immediately pushes him away.

"S-senpai!"

"Why? Don't you want to do this with me?"

"B-but.." Luhan exhales nervously, Sehun's face is so close he wonders if this is even real. His body feels numb and hot and burning at the same time. "I-I'm..."

"I saw you smothering yourself into my bed earlier."

"HUH!!!!?" He didn't just see that. It's so embarrassing.

Tilting Luhan's face to get a view of his glassy eyes, Sehun slowly unbuttons Luhan's uniform carefully. Luhan stiffens like an ice, unable to move a bit when the cold hits his bare skin. His heart feels like it's about to explode when Sehun claims his lips for a kiss.

Luhan shuts his eyes and mouth close, blushing furiously while his senpai kisses him gently. It's not a second when Sehun pulls away.

"W-why?" Luhan asks.

"Don't shut your lips when we kiss," Sehun says, pointing to his own mouth and parting his lips.

"O-oh, I-I'm sorry!" Luhan apologizes, as Sehun inches closer and kisses him again.

Luhan doesn't know where to put his hands flailing awkwardly as Sehun kisses his lips, so Sehun grabs his wrist with his hand. "You can touch me, too," he whispers, putting Luhan's hand on the back of his head.

"O-okay."

He's too happy to care-- Sehun being this close to him, that he can touch him, kiss him, feel his breath against his skin. He thought this could only happen in his imagination, and he doesn't know he would get to experience the real thing, that he doesn't know he's been crying. It's funny he's crying, tears pooling at the corners of his eyes as Sehun holds him gently, hugging him tightly so that he could bask in the warmth of Sehun's body.

It's just he really loves Sehun. He loves him so much.

"Luhan."

It's the first time he says his name, and Luhan doesn't need to ask for more.

"I want to have you."

Luhan nods, squeezing Sehun's shoulders with his small fists. "O-okay."

With words, Luhan can't express the pleasure he is feeling for the first time when their bodies become one, it's like-- heaven, a paradise, it's as if Sehun is making love to him and pouring all the affections in the world he deserves to have. It's beyond perfect.

"Luhan."

Luhan lifts his eyes up through his fringe at Sehun hovering above him, and he doesn't mind if he's heavy, bare chest pressed against his equally bare ones that their heartbeats are harmonizing together.

"Yes?"

He kisses him again, then he softly mutters, "Nothing."

*

They are back at the library.

"Can you please concentrate?"

"I-I'm sorry!" Luhan apologizes quickly as he scribbles into his notebook, aimlessly wandering his eyes around mathematical equations and sentences that don't even help in his current situation. How can he concentrate when Sehun is practically beside him and watching his every move, making him super nervous a hundred times before. Plus, it has been two days since they met, the last time was when he went to Sehun's house when they did it.

They have done it.

Gulping, Luhan's whole face flushes into a deep shade of red.

"You're using the wrong formula," Sehun states. "You should listen to me carefully, I already told you to use Pythagorean Theorem."

"I-I'm sorry!" Luhan mutters, grabbing his eraser and hastily erasing his wrong answers. Damn, why am I so dumb!?

"Hey," Sehun calls nonchalantly. "Is your lower body alright?"

"Y-Y-Y-Y-YES!!!!" Luhan blushes for the umpteenth time. "I-I-I mean... I-I'm fine.."

Luhan should stop rambling in front of him, he should stop being this obvious in front of Sehun. But what could he do? He's too embarrassed and nervous, for Pete's sake, that he can't even look at his senpai in the eyes.

"You have an error," Sehun corrects, leaning in close to Luhan's shoulder as he points the isosceles triangle with his index finger. Feeling a sudden electricity zapping up through his body, Luhan abruptly stands, eyes hidden behind his fringe.

"I'll just get a dictionary."

Then he walks off to the shelves and breathes.

"Damnit, Luhan," he says to himself exasperatedly, getting a thick English dictionary from one of the shelves. "Pull yourself together."

This is his utmost dream, for three years he wishes Sehun to notice him, and if he's really lucky, to date him, yet now he can't even do something right and simple when it's already happening. He should quit being a nervous douche like this if he wants Sehun not to get bored with him nor hate him. All he does is look on the ground, ramble, get flustered, and he feels very disappointed with himself because he's letting this chance slip off his fingers like grains of sand.

"Let's watch a movie after class?"

"Sure! But let's do our essay paper first. I want to finish things up before anything else."

"Nah, boring."

"It's not boring if only you were listening, silly."

Luhan watches a couple making their way outside the library, and he quietly thinks to himself, when can I talk with Sehun-senpai casually like that?

"Hey."

Startled with the voice, Luhan turns to his side in record time, seeing Sehun standing a meter away from him.

"Why are you getting an English dictionary? We're doing maths."

"A-ah! Ha-ha-ha-ha!" Luhan chuckles awkwardly, bumping the book against his forehead. "Y-yeah, I-I forgot."

Sehun is quiet for a while, but then he speaks after a minute.

"You're acting strange today."

Luhan faces the ground and eases the fake grin off his face. "I-I'm sorry.." Gripping the book in his hand, he sighs tiredly. "I-I'm just..." He clenches his eyes shut. "W-when I'm with you, I-I can't help getting nervous, that I feel like my heart is going to explode because it's beating too fast, I--" He breathes. "I just..."

Silence.

"Maybe I am starting to annoy you," Luhan mutters. "I can't even look at your face and speak to you properly. I-I know you made time especially just to tutor me but..." He balls his fists on his sides. "But all I do was-- I want to do something for you yet I-I'm--"

"Why?"

"S-senpai.."

Sehun looks at the window. "Why are you being like that?"

"B-because I.." He takes a deep breath. "I'm just helplessly in love with you."

Silently, Sehun steps closer to him, pressing a hand against a shelf so that he's cornering Luhan, so that he can see his always hidden face this near. "You don't have to be embarrassed." He tilts the smaller male's chin and kisses him softly on the lips, before pulling away again. "You're so beautiful. Don't you know that?"

"I... Sehun-senpai..."

Sehun leans in again to Luhan's face, claiming those pink lips with his own for the second time, so Luhan closes his eyes, absent-mindedly shutting his mouth up. He is rigid as a rock as his senpai kisses him, coaxing him to part his lips.

"I told you to don't shut your lips when we kiss," Sehun says, licking his dry lips. Luhan's eyes widen, bowing ninety degrees as he mutters under his breath, "I'm sorry!"

"Why do you always apologize?"

"I-I'm sorry," Luhan shoots up, "I-I mean, I'm sorry because I'm always saying sorry..." Clutching Sehun's uniform, he leans his forehead against Sehun's hard chest, feeling his tears trickling on the corners of his eyes. "And b-because I'm being like this. I-I'm usually alright with other people! But when it comes to you, I can't think straight, and-- and everything feels so messed up!" His tears flow freely against his pale cheeks, sobbing like a child as he still holds on to Sehun for dear life. "I-I don't even know what I'm doing... and why I'm letting myself become like this when I'm with you.."

"Luhan."

Sehun cups his face, wiping the salty tears off the boy's smooth cheeks with the pad of his thumb. Looking up to his senpai, Luhan sniffs, eyes puffy as he lets Sehun gaze gently at him.

"I think I understand what you feel," Sehun says, deep eyes looking straight at the crying boy in his arms. "And I am accepting your heart."

He slowly releases Luhan's face and embraces him tight, allowing Luhan to clutch his uniform so he can tip his toes and hug him back. It's warm, Sehun thinks, and it's nice to bask this kind of feeling he is feeling for the first time.

"Sehun-senpai.."

"Yes.."

"I-I can't--" Luhan gasps for air. "Breathe."

"We should go to the movies."

"O-okay.." Luhan quietly answers, smiling brightly as he keeps himself steady. "Only if you let me breathe for a while."

Instead of pulling away from the hug which Luhan expects, his senpai just hugs him tighter and closer, and Luhan decides he couldn't care less suffocating for air if he could die in Sehun's arms like this.

It would be definitely worth it.

"S-senpai..."

"Hmm."

Luhan smiles, shaking his head quickly as he buries his nose against the brook of Sehun's neck. "How do you know my name? I haven't told you my name, have I?"

"Library card."

Luhan chuckles shyly. "It was worth it reading those boring books after all."

*

END