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Perplexed

Perplexed

Adjective;

To feel uncertain, confused or feel puzzled.

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When Felix first saw him. He thought he was dangerous… His deep brown eyes, sharp watching for every small movement his eyesight catches. His swept and jet-black hair disheveled. If he recalled his name was Changbin. The male radiated such a dark aura it honestly had perplexed Felix. He kept himself closer to the Chan guy over a male that exuded such a scary feeling. If Felix were to describe it, it was like everything around you lost its life being around Changbin, yet he came to learn that it was complete opposite as it turned out Changbin was just a hard guy to read.

Felix learnt that Chan just had this brotherly yet protective vibe of him. His smiles just contrasted Changbins. It was weird how well the two even worked together. Standing next to each other Felix didn’t know what he was supposed to feel. One minute he is safe and secure the next is like walking on eggshells.

Felix was pulled from his daze when he heard a knock on the door. When a second knock on their door rippled Felix quickly got off the bed seeing Minho was actually asleep and Seungmin was in the shower. He opened it to see Chan. The blonde was wearing a simple form fitting tee. His muscles toned, veins popping out like he just finished working out.

“Are you guys hungry?” He spoke kindly, his small smile revealing dimples.

“I think Minho fell asleep, he would worry if I didn’t let him know. Remember what happened last time?” Felix quietly spoke, his face radiated with heat from admiring the blonde. While Changbin provided fear and darkness, Chan had this comfortable secure and safe feel. It was foreign to Felix. Chan nodded leaning against the door as Felix left to go wake his brother. When he reached Minho, he saw how peaceful he looked. The way he was partially sprawled out on the couch. Though as peaceful as he looked he had bags under his eyes. His shirt loosely hanging off of him that Felix had just barely noticed he had war wounds. Fresh ones to be exact. Sadness washed over Felix seeing them, in fact he hated it.

Did he get into a fight again? Those damn street fights?

Felix knew Minho went to underground street fights. He had followed Minho one time when he started noticing more and more bruises or the way Minho would hold his stomach during their walks. His face may not have shown any signs of being in pain, but his eyes and movements sure did.

Felix felt guilty that this was his way of earning money for them. Minho refused to let him and Seungmin do anything dangerous. And although they worked small here and there jobs it was barely getting them by. When Felix found out the harsh reality of where Minho was getting the money to ensure they had food, he was furious.

Did he fight it? No. Minho only said it was worth every Won. It was worth it, if it meant getting Seungmin and Felix their nutrients. It still bothered Felix to this day. He flinched seeing Minho move before he rolled over creasing his brows throwing his arm over his eyes.

“Lets leave him be Lixie. He deserves some rest once in awhile as well.” Seungmin whispered from behind him, holding a set of blankets. Felix nodded and quickly took the blanket from his arms and laid it upon his brother to keep him warm. His soon exhausted look, became relaxed as he quickly wrapped himself in the blanket. A definite desire of comfort instead of being wrapped in his arms.