Fake Exes | Changlix

II

"Is it alright if I sit here?"

Changbin looked up into a smile that was so bright it rivaled the sun. Except Changbin didn't feel like his eyes were going to hurt if he continued looking at that smile. Briefly, he considered the fact that a global pandemic was going on and why the fuck did some random guy want to sit with him? But then again: restrictions were lifted after quarantine and cafe's were open, not to mention the university seemed to be optimistic about doing both online classes and real life classes. So Changbin nodded. "Sure."

"Thanks," he replied, his voice deep and soft, bleached blond hair styled into – a mullet? Weren't those out of fashion? It did look good though – and oh shit, there were definitely freckles on his face, Changbin was doomed – "I'm Lee Felix."

"I –" Changbin's voice broke, "I'm Changbin."

Felix smiled, face scrunching cutely, and Changbin felt his heartbeat quicken.

"What will you have," the bored voice of the staff member interrupted them from a safe distance away with their face mask on.

Changbin tore his gaze away from the constellation he thought he spotted on Felix's cheekbone and turned to the waiter with an awkward smile.

Social Distancing was good in practice and people reacted differently to it. So far Changbin had been of the opinion that he, as an introvert, didn't really mind the change. Honestly, he couldn't really remember if he had acted much differently before the pandemic. But he was starting to realise that yes, the isolation had him out of practice with interacting. It was only the habit of ordering a simple coffee at a coffee shop, the set script of what to say and when, polite words and a closed lipped smile being there and gone just like laughter in time.

Felix ordered a hot chocolate, and Changbin wished Felix would use more words just so he could listen to his voice some more.