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The MisfitsHana was a bit surprised by Sehun's request, but she followed him outside where they sat down. It was an awkward situation, and Hana nervously kneaded her hands. “Uhm, what do you want to talk about?” Sehun glanced at her and she flinched, but then she straightened her back. “Sehun... Luhan told me what happened between you, him and Neyla.”
This time, it was Sehun who flinched. He didn't sit down because he couldn't sit still anyway. “So, he told you the truth, at least partially.” Not knowing what he should think of that, Sehun simply stood still for while. “Did you hate Luhan so much for something that was not entirely his fault?” What a direct question, which came not quite unexpected though. “And do you love him that much even though he hasn't told you everything yet?”
As Sehun looked her into the eyes, he stepped back unintentionally. She didn't care about that, he knew that, and it surprised him. She was so much different from Neyla, and he could slap himself for ever thinking of them as the same person. “I asked you first.” What a stubborn woman she was. “Is it so hard to understand that I hate the person who killed the woman I loved?”
It felt like the temperature around them dropped gradually to the point where ice started to build on the ground. “He didn't kill her. She sacrificed herself for him. Big difference.” Sehun had a hard time holding back his smile, and he quickly covered his mouth with his hand. She was nowhere near Neyla, and Lay had been right; Hana would never try to break their friendship apart. “Is that so? And you love him? Even with all his faults?”
Hana straightened her back, but didn't avert her eyes. “His faults are what makes him the person who he is. I love him for who he is, with all his faults.” A small stinging feeling of jealousy shot through his heart, and he suddenly turned around. “He's lucky,” he whispered. “You are good girl, Hana. I am sorry that I was like that to you at the beginning.”
Sehun couldn't face her. He was not ashamed, but he couldn't look her into the eyes anymore. He heard a small sigh and in the next moment, he could feel arms wrapping around his torso. Surprised, his eyes widened and he turned his head. “You are as much as an idiot as Luhan is. The two of you are really cousins,” a laugh came over Sehun's lips, and he suddenly felt so much at ease.
His smile was something wonderful and Hana smiled as well. “Sehun, can you promise me something?” Hana didn't wait until he answered, which didn't surprise Sehun at all. “Please, stop hating on Luhan. He's your cousin, he loves and cherishes you a lot. It destroys him to know that you blame him, even thoug
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