𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐦; 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐱

19‣ 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚

Felix doesn't know where he is, why his body and head hurt so much, why his throat feels this dry, and why, even with all of these things going wrong, he still feels so much at ease. A groan runs past his lips as he squints his eyes because even if the lights are dim and spread a sheer glow of yellow around his surroundings, he still finds them to be too bright. Another groan and when he inhales a soft breath, a strong whiff of some perfume he recognizes hits him, and then it suddenly dawns on him, his eyes which were squinted widen and he stills in his movements 

Hyunjin---that's who the scent belongs to, and this is whose arms are wrapped around him, confining him to a warm embrace. Felix's cheeks are reddening at the idea and his heart is starting to race the more he realizes what actually is happening. He remembers vaguely that Hyunjin had brought him somewhere but he doesn't know how that happened or why. The last thing he remembers properly is being all alone at a bar, spending the last hours of his twenty-third year in life 

and everything that happened next is either in faded memories or not present at all, so confusion arises when he wakes up and finds himself wrapped around Hyunjin, his chin resting on his head and his own face buried in the blond's chest. He tries to squirm his way out but then his body asks him to stay still, just to live a little longer in this peace. His head is aching, his throat is too, his eyes burn and everything else feels numb so what more harm is there in staying in Hyunjin's hold

so he stops his sensical thinking for a second and allows his mind and body to rest thoroughly, to not let anything else invade the cycle of his thoughts just so he can be present here and here only, within Hyunjin's hold and the sound of his soft breathing combining with the heavy rain outside, the dim light of this room, the feel of his warm body, and everything intertwining so flawlessly that it creates a haven for Felix to reside in, and this time, the haven doesn't consist of anything even remotely sexual.

Felix's paced breathing begins to match Hyunjin's slower ones and when his soul finally glows in the light of tranquility, a voice slips through his senses startling him. "Felix, are you awake?" His eyes shoot open at the silky voice and his heartbeat which took ages to calm down starts picking up its pace again. He gulps, trying to ground himself and not think about Hyunjin's hand on his back and his other hand sunk in his hair as he tries to play it off and pretend to be asleep but then the sensible part of his mind tells him that's just stupid and with a loud sigh, he speaks "Yes" the sound comes out raspy and muted but Hyunjin hears it

silence falls over them like the rain falls on the pavement outside, Hyunjin's fingers begin moving in his hair again and Felix fights to urge to let out a really blissed sound as he gathers himself and looks up from Hyunjin's chest, finding his eyes somewhere behind them as he calls out to the man, making sure to keep his voice hushed "Hyunjin?" The blond, who was staring at something, looked down at Felix and the softest of relaxed expressions took over his face "How am I here?" He asks and Hyunjin doesn't answer him, continuing to look into his eyes with a dazed look in his own before he speaks finally 

"It's a long story" his words are a silenced whisper and Felix feels like something is different tonight, right now. Like what they usually share is no longer present and something else has taken its place. The raging blush, the fluttering madness in both of their insides, the drumming hearts, the shaky hands—nothing of the sort, no rush, no frenzy, just calmness, and quietude, and somehow this feels so much better. Hyunjin's eyes look up again and a soft smile spreads on his lips before he looks down at Felix who parts his lips to speak but Hyunjin cuts him off and takes him by complete surprise 

"Happy Birthday, Felix" 

Hyunjin's voice had never been this silky and his tone had never been this soft and sweet, his smile had never been this genuine and his eyes had never shone this way. No playful use of 'vixen', no sensual use of 'pretty'. Tonight, at this minute, Hyunjin was referring to Felix and Felix solely. The blue-haired was taken by more surprise than he could've surmised, his birthday, he had totally forgotten about that cursed thing and now Hyunjin was wishing him so sweetly that he would've cried if he was still drunk. A bright smile spreads on his face and a choked gasp runs past his lips