Where wounds can heal ~ Woochan

Chapter 11 ❄️

❄️I need somebody❄️

❄️Woojin POV❄️

It's already 11pm, but I can't sleep again. I'm always thinking about Chan. That boy just doesn't leave my mind. I think about him but... in a good way. Maybe even better than I should. I think about him more often than I should. I know that after that night I have been feeling different towards him. I wanted him to stay with me, and I wanted to be with him.

Chan's still working. He's always working when I'm still awake. He never comes back until I'm asleep...
By now I really should be asleep. I need to dance tomorrow, so I should rest now. I can't afford it to be tired the whole day. I close my eyes and try to drift off to my dreamworld.

Suddenly the door opens slowly. Someone comes in and closes it. I expect Chan, but his voice tells me something different.
"Woojin? Are you still awake?" Felix whispers. I open my eyes again and sigh.
"I am."

I sit up and Felix sits down next to me. He also sighs. The next moment we're both quiet. It's like no one doesn't want to start the conversation. I don't even know the reason why he came to me at night. So I start.

"Is there something you want to talk about, Felix?"
"Actually yes. I just don't know how to start."

He stares at the edge if my bed, still looking for the right words. Then he turns his head to me and speaks up.

"I just don't know what to do. All those fights with Changbin are killing me. They are dragging me down all day. It feels like they are destroying me all day and all night. Often I cant sleep because of that. It I have nightmares. And when we need to practice I can't concentrate. I wanted to talk with him about it, but he just didn't listen at all. It feels like we're enemies. But I never wanted an enemy, all I wanted was a friend. I wanted to be friends with him and now... It just didn't work out. I don't know what I should do."

Quietly I listen to him. I can see the tears roll down his cheeks. I hug him, tightly and in a living way, trying to comfort him and to make him feel safe and loved.

"Should I talk to him?" I ask, when his soft sobs die away. He just shakes his head.
"I don't think that this would help. I just came to you to talk, to let my emotions free. Thank you, Woojin Hyung."

I smile at him and nod.
"You know that you can't always talk to me, it doesn't matter if it's already in the middle of the night, okay?"
"Okay, Hyung. Thanks again."
"No need to thank me."

After our conversation he goes back to sleep. I'm happy that I could help him. I understand how he feels, I really do, so I'm glad he has someone to talk to now.

Well, I also wish I could talk to anyone. Why am I alone? I need someone I don't bother with it, someone who listens to my problems. Maybe I would also feel better then...

I need somebody...