𝙼𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚢 | 𝙷𝚢𝚞𝚗𝙻𝚒𝚡𝙸𝚗

62

[I do not own the fan art above.]

[Felix]

I walked home in the dark, hands in the pocket of my hoodie. I wasn't paying attention to any of my surroundings. I just kept my eyes on the ground.

My feet scraped against the asphalt and I focused on how many steps I was taking, counting them. It was easier than thinking of the way Hyunjin looked and sounded as he sank down on his knees following my departure.

I began to feel like sprinkles hit the back of my neck and roll down to the top of my shirt before disappearing. Great, now it's gonna start raining on me.

I wasn't to far from the dorm anyway. It's not like it mattered. I was gonna be inside soon.

Despite trying not to think about them, I couldn't help but wonder. I couldn't help but glance down the all familiar road that lead straight to their dorm house. To the familiar walls of their rooms and the warmth that was always in them.

But it's over now. So I shook my head to rid the thought of them. But no matter how many times I shook, I failed. Cause no only did I still feel them in my head. I began to feel their touch, hear their voices, I began to smell the alluring cologne that always filled me whenever they were around that would always leave me feeling something.

"Get out of my head!" I stopped and screamed at myself, hands clutching my hair and tearing away at it. I smack myself on the head a couple of times before stopping to calm myself down.

I put on foot in front of the other, hurrying my steps now. As I desperately needed to be in the safe space of my own room.

I have a sigh of relief once I hit the drive way, the feeling of peace already filling me as I thought about sinking into my bed and forgetting about the rest of the world. Especially considering, I still had some left over weed from the last time San got a hook up and gave me some.

I pushed the door open and Chan and Changbin were both waiting on the couch. They looked pissed, I guarantee for one of them it had something to do with the main event of today. The other, probably just because I was home after dark.

"You have visitors." Changbin stood and rammed into my shoulder as he walked into the kitchen. Chan stood up with a glare and headed upstairs.

Cheongsan and San then stood, both of the steaming with anger. Arms crossed, gazes so sharp it could cut you just by moving an inch.

As they walked closer I tried to evade them. "I'm not in the mood to talk."

"Too bad." I heard Cheongsan say just as San grabbed me by the collar of my hoodie and slammed me against the wall so hard it knocked the breath from my lungs. He held my there firmly as I tried to catch my breath.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU PLAYING AT?!" He yelled in my face. If I didn't know him, I'd be scared out of my own skeleton right now. But luckily I wasn't even flinching.