Whisper ][ HYUNLIX

Felix ][ Am I... GAY!?

The wind whistled past my ears, making me flinch unexpectedly. I tried to keep my posture upright and intimidating.

Chuckles and laughter grew louder as I quickly approached a grim, moldy building. The brick had gone an awfully weird colour, it was red long ago, but now has been infested with veins and mold.

I slammed the door open with a kick, everyone shuffled uncomfortably. They looked underwhelmed and disinterested that I had now arrived. "What? Keep talking you fuckers." Everyone jumped, concerned looks quickly plastered on their faces.

"Bloody morons," I whispered underneath my breath, kicking the dust that had appeared all over the beige tiles. I chuckle to myself, hand in pocket and the other on my face.

"You can shush up now, I've had a long day," I explain to the others. They all sigh and groan. "But-" I interrupt the person's comment. "But what? You fucking morons don't do anything around here, at least give your carer some rest!" The one who I interrupted, Changbin, sat with a frown on his face. Changbin threw his cards on the table and commented. "I'm folding.." He lowered his voice. I watched as Changbin rushed out of the room. I chuckle.

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The pillow swallows my face as I scramble around in my bed. I've had such a shit day, first I run into Chan, and then he blames me for everything that's happened. It's not my fault that I wanted to keep my frie-... members safe! Fucking idiot he is.. he was the one who dragged me into a mess I never wanted to participate in, especially the experience just a few days ago.

I get up, ruffling my hair back to its semi-normal state. I slap my face into my hands, on the verge of tears. Now I know how women feel, It's terrible...

The door creaks and I peek through my fingers to see who it is. It's Minho. Minho smiled at me, and I kept my bored, pathetic facial expression on. "Felix.. Look I know you've had a really hard time since that day, but we have to find a way to relieve all that stress and-" I clear my throat, interrupting him. "Huh? Relive all the stress, YOU don't get it. MAYBE YOU SHOULD GO TALK TO CHAN SO HE CAN ASSIGN AND APPOINT YOU TO AN OLD MALE! AND THEN THE OLD MALE CAN DO WHATEVER HE WANTS WITH YOU! THE FUCKING GAY MORON PLAYED WITH ME...Y-you don't understand..." Tears were welling in my eyes, making them slightly puffy.

[ And I thought Minho was the intimidating one ]

"Yes, I know.. I don't know how you feel. But, I came here to make you slightly happier, not.. this." Minho mumbled. I chuckle like a maniac, I punch the bed and start throwing things. The pillow landed right at Minho's stomach, he stumbles back slightly and then regains his balance. Tears streaming down my face as I growl at him.

"Felix... You're exaggerating the situation here." Minho quickly covers his mouth after blurting the words out. My eyes burn with anger. "I didn't mean to-" The edge of my lip curls into a fake smile. "Yeah, yeah, okay.. I'm exaggerating." My hands shake unsteadily as I lift up my shirt to reveal all sorts of different marks. "Am I exaggerating now?" My voice quivered on every word.

"I'm going for a walk." I hop off the bed and brush past him. Minho says, grunting the words: "Minho, you idiot." I slip my hoodie over my head, to cover up my face. Tear lines stained my face.

I jump down from a ledge into a thin alleyway that leads to the waterfront. My eyes trail the many different people who pass by. My gaze finally stops on the bench, someone is sitting on it. I growl as I stare at the person. That's my seat... Shithead took my seat.

[ We get it, Felix, you're an angsty 20-year-old ]

I stumbled across the long walkway and over the railing. My stance was slightly unbalanced. I took glances back at the person sitting on the bench, he was wearing an interesting but intuiting brown coat, his hair tied back into a small ponytail. His hair is similar to mine, actually.. the same. The male's hair is brown, just like mine, his face quite pretty, but also handsome.