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Luhan taps his fingers against the steering wheel, impatient in the Beijing traffic. He's tired, a day of filming behind him. He's lucky enough to not be filming until the early hours of the morning though. Instead he gets to take his takeout home and relax rather than eating it on the side of the set when it’s not his scene. He's got the next few days off, too, and somehow he has a feeling they'll be spent in bed. With food. Probably a stop to Starbucks or the nearest bubble tea place in whatever clothes he can find quick enough.
When he finally reaches home, all the lights seem to be turned off when he opens the door. Except the one in his bedroom. He makes his presence known with a "I'm home" as he puts down the bag of food on the kitchen counter and makes his way to his room. He can't help but laugh at the scene before him once he's there, Sehun sprawled out on his bed on his front, with books and graph paper in front of him as he chews on a pen. Luhan's cat Zhu next is next to him, purring away as Sehun pets his head, eyebrows furrowed. He hasn't even noticed Luhan's presence, apparently, an earbud snug in one ear.
"I hope that's Chinese music," Luhan says and Sehun's eyes go side as he looks up and Luhan's cat meows at the sight of his owner. Both Sehun and Zhu get up at the same time, though Sehun jumps up to his full height and Zhu jumps down.
"Luhaaaaan."
"Meowwww."
Luhan swoops down to pick up Zhu in his arms first and Sehun pouts but wraps his arms around Luhan anyway and gives him a welcome home kiss.
"Studying hard?" Luhan asks as he lets Zhu down after he starts wiggling free. "I got us takeout."
"Hard enough," Sehun pouts, "why is Mandarin so difficult?”
"Korean wasn't a walk in the park either," Luhan laughs. "I should only talk to you in mandarin. Now that's immersion.
"Lu geeee," Sehun whines and Luhan laughs as he leads Sehun out of the room.
As usual, Luhan ordered enough food to last an army, but then again the two of them eat like one anyway. Luhan lets Sehun practice while they eat, different dishes spread out on the table as he recites words and sentences, Luhan correcting him on his pronunciation and tones.
Sehun isn't a slow learner, but he's generally a very forgetful person, so learning a language alone has been difficult for him when everyone around him speaks Korean.
Of course they video chat sometimes, but it's a little hard with their hectic and clashing schedules. Sehun's has simmered down as of late though, so he managed to get a few days to himself. Luhan wishes it could be a bit longer, but he'll take what he can get.
(Though Sehun is in the process of convincing the management how useful it will be if he's able to have a better grasp on Mandarin. It's not like they need to know just exactly how he's getting better.)
Sehun pokes Luhan in the cheek with a greasy chopstick, laughing around a mouthful of food when Luhan looks up at him.
"Stop thinking."
Luhan lets Sehun feed him some tofu, though he ends up with sauce around his mouth, much to Sehun's amusement.
Dessert is bubble tea (thanks to Sehun) curled up on the sofa. It's been awhile since Luhan has had it and it's just as sweet on his tongue as he remembers it. Sehun got them taro and chocolate, for old times sake and they share, swapping cups without a thought. Luhan tries to teach Sehun little things off the TV, but eventually drifts to sleep on Sehun's shoulder.