[M] Lips and Tongues (part l) (1/1)

When Luhan came down the stairs, ready to go to his band's rehearsal at Krystal's, Sehun lifted his eyes from his book and laughed at him."You call that shaving? You look like a hedgehog with scabies! Why would you even… I mean you barely have any facial hair…." "Well, thanks a lot," Luhan said, narrowing his eyes in exasperation, sliding his hand along his face. There actually were some soft barely visible hairs scattered around, survivors of the razorblade "Yeah….I don't have that much of a stubble anyway, and I certainly don't have the patience to shave it properly," he added, shrugging. Sehun stood up, put the book down and gestured his older brother to follow him upstairs. "Where are we going?" Luhan asked, but he followed anyway. He groaned as he saw his brother head to the bathroom. "I'm not going to shave again, once a month is bad enough!" "I'll do it, then," Sehun stated, pulling a stool to the middle of the bathroom. He gestured for Luhan to sit in there and putting the shaving gel in his hand. Luhan stared at him open-mouthed. Was he serious? His smile was glib but he looked like he meant it. For some reason, Luhan found himself looking forward to it. He obeyed Sehun's order, spreading the gel on the lower half of his own face. Sehun grabbed a razorblade and wrapped a towel around Luhan's shoulders just below his neck. "Lift your chin," Sehun said, "Now do like this," and he demonstrated by curling his upper lip over his teeth. Luhan promptly mimicked him. Sehun was astonished with the other boy's compliance. He was expecting Luhan to turn down his playful efforts to make him look more personable, the way he always did to his mother whenever she complained about his clothing, his hair. Instead, he was behaving like an educated puppy. As Sehun leaned over his brother, starting to shave under his nose, their eyes met momentarily and both their hearts skipped a beat. Luhan looked up at the ceiling, highly conscious of his brothers fingertips touching his face. Sehun tried to concentrate on the task at hand, taken aback by the way his stomach fluttered. Soon he was done. Luhan really didn't have that much of a stubble, in fact his skin was somewhere between a baby and an adult's complexion. Sehun took a step back to admire his 'job', there were only few baby soft hairs, maybe he was trying to be 'manly' or something, he thought to himself, and got more than he had asked for. Luhan looked up at him as if dazed, his pink lips slightly parted, looking utterly adorable, untidy as he was, with the towel already sliding off one of the shoulders and gel residue all over his face. At that moment, Sehun felt his body moving on its own as he reached out and slid his fingers along Luhan's soft cheek as if to confirm the non-existent stubble was gone for good. Then, he leaned down and very lightly brushed his lips over Luhan's. What the hell am I doing?! Sehun thought a second later. Taking a hold of himself, he managed to grimace and say in a playful tone "Much more kissable, see? Krystal will be happier like this." "Krystal's just my friend," Luhan muttered, taken aback. So it was all a joke... It had not been an actual kiss. Sehun had just been teasing him, right? "Whatever. Go wash your face, it's almost three now," Sehun said, wondering if he should try a career in acting. He barely believed he could remain so cool when his insides were in such turmoil. Still quite dazed, Luhan rinsed his cheeks with handfuls of water, avoiding his lips where he still felt the heat from Sehun's. He then grabbed his guitar case from his room before heading downstairs. "So, you play the guitar, hm?" Sehun asked, to avoid awkward silences. Luhan nodded."Actually, at the band I play the drums, but I really like the guitar too." They walked out of the house to Luhan's car, which was almost an antique. He thought how ridiculous it was that he was meant to be very wealthy when he turned twenty-three, but he still had to drive that piece of waste around. Damned reasonable fathers and their reasonable wills. "How come you're rich and didn't at least buy a nice car already?" Luhan asked his brother while taking his sit behind the wheel. "I'm not really into cars. I've bought a lot of books, though," Sehun said playfully. "And I'm thinking, maybe a bike..." They kept up the small talk all the way to Krystal's house as it allowed them to try and sort out their mixed up thoughts at the same time. Occasionally, when Luhan was focused on the road, Sehun would peek at him. Sometimes, when Sehun looked out the window, Luhan would glance him over. Both their minds played the same images over and over again - their lips touching in an oh-so-soft manner.     ~