𝟓𝟕 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬; 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐱

𝟲𝟵; 𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗰𝗮𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻

"I love you, Hyunjin"

It took all of Felix's courage to say that even if he had prepared himself this past entire week, his heart felt heavier than it ever has when it should've felt light. That's what all those novels say, right? To speak your heart would bring you relief, then why did Felix feel like there was a burden heavier than the heavens against his chest now, that there was the world weighing on his back? He bats his eyes, licks his lips and holds the reigns of his fluttering heart as he peers into Hyunjin's gaze, awaiting his response. Seconds pass and Hyunjin is frozen which is just making Felix faint with trepidation

The raven-head's face is structured into a mold that had been ice-cold for centuries, his eyes are bereft of any emotions, lips parted and his expressions make Felix realize this is what had made his heart feel the way it did; how Hyunjin would react. Even though Hyunjin had made abundantly clear that he loves Felix the brunette still felt nervous about whatever was to come next after he had expressed his love. Felix stays silent for a second but Hyunjin is still frozen and it's really making his heart drop. "Hyunjin?" he finally calls out, expecting a reaction but even then Hyunjin doesn't say anything and Felix regrets everything he's done leading up to this moment

he should've never said it, should've never opened his mouth or said the word love. Panic resides in his bones and he opens his mouth to stammer out litanies of rue "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that, it's okay you don't have to--" His eyes fall to his lap and he licks his lips, head throbbing and tears welling in his eyes, nausea had rose too. "I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable and--" He'd continue if he hadn't felt Hyunjin raise his hand and place it on the side of his face, cupping it and running his thumb below his nose

He looks up, confused by Hyunjin's actions as his heart continues to drum in his chest "Hyun?" he mumbles, wanting Hyunjin to say something who is no longer looking into his eyes but where his thumb is placed, "What's wrong?" he asks, voice gentle and he wants Hyunjin to tell him that it's okay and that he loves him too, wants Hyunjin to let him know he only zoned out and kiss him next but he does nothing of the sort and Felix is sure he'd cry in a second with the way his heart is hurting

Hyunjin on the other hand, is as still as a rock, there's a ringing in his ears, it's so loud that he hasn't heard anything, he can't hear the shuffling of the tree above them or the bustling wind, Felix calling his name or his pleas. It's all just overpowered by that ringing in his ears he gets when he's too overwhelmed by panic and fear, or sadness. His hands are shaky and sweaty and he can't feel his heart any longer which he was sure was beating in his throat a second ago, his vision is blurry and his eyes are stinging but it's not because of the fact that he hadn't blinked for a solid minute "Felix..." he finally lets out a slow mumble as Felix leans into his touch

"You're...bleeding"

The world goes silent for a second, Felix's perplexion mounts up to a new high when he furrows his brows "What do you mean?" he queries, utterly bewildered. Hyunjin retrieves his hand from his face and he's already missing his touch while the boy holds out his hand afront their faces and that's when Felix sees the pad of his thumb, covered in a scarlet liquid and then it all dawns on him. His eyes stretch and breath finds itself hostage in his lungs, he realizes then that the aching throb of his head, the nausea, and the dizziness weren't because Hyunjin had possibly rejected him, perhaps that's why it felt all too familiar

no

that cannot happen, he had been cured, this must be because of the weather, right?

Felix lets out a shaky breath and looks up at Hyunjin who can't tear his gaze from his bloodied thumb. It's cracking, the barrier of Felix's senses but he gathers himself and braces a smile "It must be the weather" he chuckles dryily albeit the fact there is no humor in the situation. Raising a hand and running it against his nose Felix attempts to wipe the small splotch of blood only for it to taint the inside of his palm entirely. When he retreats his hand and gazes at it, his soul nearly slips out of his body. His heart stops for a second and he feels it all happening again