𝟓𝟕 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬; 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐱

𝟱𝟴; 𝗴𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗻, 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁

What is love?

The question rings in Felix's mind as he nuzzles in Hyunjin's chest and lets his thoughts think random stuff that made absolutely no sense. The skies outside grew cold and waves of autumn were already appearing in wisps of rustling leaves that have begun fading in color, September had struck and time was fleeting like a criminal. Yet somehow Felix's mind was stuck on a certain emotion 'Hyunjin claims he loves me...I believe I do too, but what is love?' the boy wonders and searches in the little treasure of memories he's hidden in the back of his mind, yet the poor thing was met with nothing, his mind returning empty-handed as he sighed over the fact that he had barely any relevance with love

How would he know what love is if he's never felt it his entire life?

He goes way back to when he was a child, still with his parents, trying to remember his past so maybe he could understand what he felt back then but nothing came, all he could reminisce was ache and misery so he immediately shut that chapter of his life out, not wanting to open a coffin that hasn't been sealed shut yet. The boy races his mind once again and shifts closer to Hyunjin, letting him hold him tighter and warmer, his face buried deep in Felix's hair as he placed kisses on top of his head occasionally and made his heart flutter in delight, was this love? If so, how could Felix be sure?

In the laps he took around his mind he was reminded of an old friend, Jisung. And he thought back to the time they shared, reminiscing how it made him feel; rapture, glee, zeal, and comfort. Yet, it wasn't the way Hyunjin makes him feel and it wasn't potent enough for Felix to declare its love, he loved him of course but not the way he did with Hyunjin and it made him wonder, he's never loved anyone or anything the way he's loved Hyunjin

Was this truly love?

Felix's mind turns back to these afternoons he'd spend in his bed and watch silly romance movies and wait for Hyunjin to come home, now that he didn't have to work or do anything he had all the time in the world to waste on things he never really got to experience as he had to raise himself. And he thinks of how the male lead in those romance movies will always declare their love dramatically, was that love? Or the way he'll lend the female lead his jacket whenever she'd get cold, or when he'll sing her songs, open car doors, and how they seem to fall in love over a single night of silly banters and junk food, but Hyunjin's done all of that as well, Felix has shared all of these clichés with the aforementioned too

So, Was that love?

Felix looks up from Hyunjin's chest and finds his eyes on him as he does so, the raven head smiles gently and raises his hand to caress Felix's cheek "Hi" he whispers in a sweet tone and Felix swore he knew right there and then, he knew in that exact moment what love is---this, this is love, the way Hyunjin smiles at him and how he grazes his cheeks, how his eyes are glazed with a mist of affection and how warm his embrace feels, this was love; whatever he had with Hyunjin, it was love. A love so fiery and passionate it burns, a love that glows in the dark, a love that glimmers, a love that's there when all else fails, a love that is ever so true and real

A love that is theirs

Felix smiles back and finds all of his previous thoughts vanishing like the ache in his bones and the agony in his heart had vanished ever since Hyunjin came into his life. Now, all he was graced with was the raven head's gorgeous and slight smile and it was enough, enough for him to know that this love they had was far greater than any romance movie or novel, far greater than for a friend or a spouse, and he accepted the epiphany with wide arms and a bright smile

"Hi"

He replies in a hushed tone, matching Hyunjin's who chuckled vaguely. Felix's eyes glided across every inch of Hyunjin's face and he took notice of all the details he might have failed to take notice of before, even the slightest of details. the raven head watched Felix watch him like he was a sculpture at some exquisite museum and Felix was an art enthusiast, those who scrape dirt and believe it lived a life of emotion and existence. seconds passed but Felix didn't stop his invasion of the beauty on Hyunjin's face and the taller finally spoke up