Crazy? | h.lix

7: the kindness

Felix was too kind for Hyunjin, and he can't say he didn't like that.

Tag(s): overuse of feminine endearments

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Hyunjin had that cheeky smile on his face whenever Felix goes to visit his room and prepare to dress the wound on his neck. Hyunjin knew that something was changing him—the way he wakes up not just with a smile on his face, to the fleeting feeling he's bottling in his stomach, but also to his never-ending desire to look forward to something spontaneously.

This time, when he heard the door of his room open, his eyes immediately shot wide, the smile never leaving his face, knowing that the footsteps that he heard were from no other than the person that he was waiting for, "Princess!"

After being scolded by their leader and good friend, Minho, and being scrutinized by the other leader, Chan, he just ran around and went straight to Felix's abode like it was his own. At first, Felix looked at him grudgingly, and with intent, Hyunjin would do his best just to laugh it off like the psycho that he was usually referred to—but God does it feel nice to be referred to as anything but that.

"Hyunjin, stop moving around," Felix told him off with a small bag placed on both his hands, "The wound will open if you keep on doing that."

It makes him wonder as well. Just how can Felix act so normal with him while his closest friend, Jisung, was still cautious of him, his most intelligent friend, Seungmin, was still studying him, and his trusted leader, Chan, was warning him of Hyunjin?

"How many knives do you have hidden from me?" He asked with a slight smirk which he knew how that looked fairly nice on him when Felix simply looked at him deadpan, and rolled his eyes away, "I have two on my either hips so if you don't shut up I'll use it against you," and bantered with an amused tone.

Hyunjin was able to see the quirk in Felix's voice, together with the smile that played on his lips that Hyunjin was surely anticipating for. He was really enjoying being bedridden, being attended by Felix, and most especially, he was enjoying all the attention he could get from his supposed entertainment.

"So it isn't hidden since you already told me," Hyunjin replied, eyes darting over to Felix's bare face when he finally sat on the side of Hyunjin's bed, "Come on, Princess, you have to be better than that."

Felix didn't reply any longer, but made sure that his hand on Hyunjin's jaw made a statement to finally make him shut up and raised his head with enough force. The grip on his chin was strong, but not intimidating. Felix wasn't anything near intimidating to him in any way.

Hyunjin looked down just to be able to see at least the upper half of Felix's face. His arms are just on his either side, his whole body under the mercy of Felix. In a blink, Felix could easily do anything with him for he is unarmed—there isn't any tension in his legs nor in his arms. He was just there, letting Felix do anything and everything to him.

He doesn't know why Felix does that to him nor how Felix does that. He doesn't know why he feels so at ease with Felix despite getting to know him in only mere weeks; he doesn't know why Felix's fingers against his skin instantly made him feel better than anything else.

There is something in Felix that makes him feel safe.

No, not from Felix himself, but from Hyunjin himself.