cruel of you | h.hj & l.fl

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Each day he spends with Hyunjin is just full of surprises, so why is he even so surprised at this point?

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Felix doesn’t really ask for too much. He’s quite content with what he has right now—great friends, a good paying job, a huge apartment that he gets to live in for free, and a baby Jeongin that looks very interesting and adorable right now sleeping, and… just sleeping.

After saying such a nonsensical statement that only makes him desire to be engulfed whole by the floor of the kitchen, he quickly turns his head to the baby monitor despite not hearing a thing or two, and simply just stares at it like it is the best thing in the world. 

He doesn’t quite clearly know what is happening in that brain fuck inside his head, but it’s nothing really like the way he implies it, and of course, knowing him, he can not simply retract the statement because he’d rather overthink stuff than clearing himself out with Hyunjin. He knows he is making excuses and he is really not good at it, but let him be, he is really very tired of his life, and he just wants a ramen at three in the morning and not some teasing screech from his housemate and a hearty laugh that sounds very amazing, it pains him excruciatingly.

“You want to eat me down, you said?” He can totally feel the way Hyunjin’s eyebrows wiggle as he says that.

But still, Felix doesn’t look back and watches Jeongin—the very interesting baby among all the babies out there.

There is quite a loud sound that he hears inside his chest, it kind of reverberates in his whole body that makes him itch to just hide himself away from Hyunjin. He knows he is blushing, he feels his cheeks all warm, and his ears are so ready to take his act away.

One touch from Hyunjin and he will surely crumble down.

He can sense that Hyunjin wants to catch his attention and is probably stifling his laughter in his throat because if he ever lets out a sound, he knows that Felix is so much more than willing to run straight to his bedroom, and Felix knows that Hyunjin doesn’t like that. It’s already confusing him at this point to know that he knows so much about Hyunjin yet he can’t even tolerate being able to breathe a meter or two away from him.

“That’s quite interesting,” Hyunjin says after humming and continues, “I’ve been told that I look delicious but I never thought that you’d want to get a taste of me, sweetie.”

Jeongin is the best baby ever. He totally likes Jeongin, you know. He loves Jeongin at this point because of how adorable he looks, scrunching his nose every now and then. But now, Felix isn’t totally sure if he still does like Jeongin because he needs Jeongin to wake up and cry. In that way he can finally rest in peace.

He’s bottling his breath inside his lungs, and it’s now struggling to kick him in his chest and finally face whatever the fate brought upon him. If this will become his shame of death, then so be it.

“I–” He stutters and slightly turns his head to look at Hyunjin. That dumbass is still smiling and it’s quite concerning how his smile is so wide. “Please, don’t misunderstand me.” He practically begs.

He thinks that if he speaks ever so nicely and timidly, Hyunjin will not foster in the inkling want to tease him because who knows what will happen at that goddamn hour for the both sleep-deprived men and an embarrassed shortie if Hyunjin proceeds with whatever Felix is thinking of Hyunjin is about to do.