YOU WERE BEAUTIFUL ── hyunlix

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    A soft sigh left Hyunjin's lips as he stepped out of his bathroom, his hair sticking up awkwardly. His shorts were barely hanging on above his hips, but a very small part of him cared.

If he actually cared about his appearance at eight thirty in the morning on his day off, he would have patted his hair down. Frankly, he couldn't find it in him to care, anyway.

Hyunjin aimlessly shuffled into his kitchen, before eventually shifting through the cupboard above his coffee machine. After putting ground coffee beans in the filter, and starting the coffee machine so that he would have a pot of coffee to slowly get himself through, he blocked his mouth with his hand as he yawned.

Leaning himself against the counter, he lightly scratched his thigh, before he scratched at his inner thigh and sighed again.

"Oh, uh, goodmorning," Felix said softly, dipping his head down slightly in greeting.

Hyunjin raised his eyes slightly, staring at the brunet for a moment before he nodded his head. "If you want coffee you're going to want to figure out how to brew it with your hands."

"I don't drink... coffee. It's an allergy thing," he responded. "But, uhm... can I ask you to do something for me?"

"As if I'm not already risking my life for you? Sure." He mumbled, turning and reaching into a cupboard and pulling down a mug with a cow print on it. The legs it had were that of the udders.

Eric had a knack for weird Secret Santa gifts. Hyunjin learned that the year before. Though, he could say that he was happy he wasn't Eric's victim two years earlier. Having a tiny penis on a fanny pack wasn't something he was really thinking of oding.

Felix picked at his hands for a moment, then cleared his throat. "Can you buy hair bleach for me? I-I'll give you the cash for it but I don't think it's safe for me to go out right now. You know, the gang and all-"

He paused the moment Hyunjin began to yawn, but Hyunjin just waved his hand and poured coffee into his mug. "Sorry, sorry. Continue."

Hyunjin noted how Felix sighed with reluctance, before he held out a fifty dollar bill. "Hair bleach, please. And if there's enough, some clothes. Please."

For a moment, he just stared at the bill in Felix's hand. He quickly looked up at his face, taking a long sip from his mug, his eyes locked with Felix's in an uncomfortable hold. Then, wordlessly, he plucked the bill from his fingers and stuffed it just beneath the band of his shorts, and beneath the band of his boxers.

"There's hair dye under my bathroom sink. I'll get you some clothes later." Hyunjin dropped himself down on the couch, and in the process splashed some of the coffee on his bare knee. Hissing slightly, he waved the other male off. "If you make a mess in my bathroom I'll personally behead you before they get the chance."

Felix let out a silent "thank you," and then vanished down the hall. Then, not seconds later he popped his head back around the wall, clearing his throat. "...Do you have any extra shirts you don't need? ...and preferably a button up."

Blinking slightly, Hyunjin inhaled, leaned his head back, and groaned.

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After having braved through the chaos that was town just hours after waking up, Hyunjin hobbled into his house with recycled Safeway bags with clothing he snatched from some thrift store stuffed inside.

A part of him really didn't know why he was helping this person who broke into his house. Sure, he called Eric not long before leaving and had him run a background check on a 'Felix Lee'. But he still had yet to hear back from the ditzy (yet still a very big asset to the team as a people person who tended to pick up on the little things) desk neighbor.