𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 • hyunlix

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟗

Pain rang in Felix's body as he groaned loudly, his deep voice reverberating in the bustling dance room as he shut his eyes tightly and fell to the ground, hands wrapped around his thigh and head thrown back while veins appeared on the sides of his neck "Felix?! what's wrong?" a worried voice pierced through the dance room and came rushing to his aid Minho, the elder crouched down next to him and placed a warm hand on his back, scrutinizing his body and trying to look for an injury but he couldn't detect anything 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck" 

The blond continued to groan, bottom lip stuck in his teeth as he inhaled a deep breath and exhaled it, opening his eyes and looking down at his thigh, rubbing the muscle advertently, trying not to be too rough but doing his best to ease his situation "What's wrong? are you hurt?" Minho asked and Felix could feel his fellow students circling around them, their shadows and presence felt like walls that were caving in on him "Pulled a muscle" he briefly answered, voice cracking slightly and Minho's (similar to his) small hand immediately rose to help him as he pushes his hand away and rubs his palm on the muscle

Though his right hand is plastered because he fractured it accidentally while dancing (don't ask how he got here, he can turn into a madman when it comes to perfecting his art) and he can't use it, he does his best with the left one "Here?" he asks and raises his brows at the boy who is glaring down at his thigh, as if keeping his eyes downcast would save him from the humiliation that was rising on his neck, heating it and tainting it red "Nope" Felix manages to speak as he slides his hands between Minho's and rubs the muscle instead, doing his best but it's to no avail. Murmurs begin echoing in the room, hushed but still loud enough that he could hear them. 

'What's up with him?'

'Is he really hurt?'

'How could he have pulled a muscle, he's the God of dance'

'Tch, that's what you get for constantly picking a fight with Hyunjin'

'Serves him right, honestly' 

Felix knew he wasn't all too liked in the school but still, hearing those words being directed toward him right in front of his face while he was in pain was truly pathetic. Especially being compared to Hyunjin simultaneously. He wished to look at whoever had taken the stupid idiot's name and glare in their direction, possibly throw a cuss word too but he was too overwhelmed by pain to make such decisions.

They had been in the middle of practice, the teacher had just walked out to take a very important call and minutes after her departure Felix found himself in this disastrous situation. His body was already far too exhausted because to get over his 'break' with Jungkook, he used dance as a coping mechanism. He was angry with himself too, for getting so attached all for a stupid two-year-old relationship, his motive was and is to be the brightest star Korea had ever seen, his motive was and is to excel so much in his art that he loses all of himself and remains only of dance

he should have never in the first place had gotten a boyfriend, and if he did, he should've never gotten attached to the point it would make his mind fuzzy even when he's dancing. All Jungkook was, was a man, and to have yourself so worked up only for a man was entirely pathetic. Felix groans at the idea of how bleak he had been acting lately, how much he hates himself and this pain that rings in his body, reminding him of how even Hyunjin had noticed and spoken on it; 'you're acting out of it' and 'did the breakup hurt that bad, princess?' 

another groan rings in the dance room as Felix shuts his eyes tight and tries to wash away the sight of Hyunjin next to him, dripping with sweat, hair tied back as he smugly mocks Felix of his misery. The blond is so lost in his thoughts that he doesn't notice how the entire room has fallen silent, how there is now a looming shadow walking toward him with his stunning black hair in a man bun, his white tee's sleeves rolled up, and revealing his well-built arms. The sight would have any person drooling and that was quite literally the case