Taken ▪︎ Chanlix✔️

Don't Break My Trust Again.

-kinda angst
-couple fights
-Inspired from a line in how to get away with murder :")

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"I'll tell your husband every nasty thing I've done to you under your own roof."

Felix scowled, pushing the male against the wall, knife to his throat as anger coarsed through his veins.

"Tell him, I dare you. He won't believe a word you spew."

Hyunjin pushed Felix away, combing through his hair messily, "we'll see about that."

Falling against this seat, the redhead sighed, watching Hyunjin slam the door shut behind him.

He ran a hand down his face, sighing heavily.

"Fuck."

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Felix counted the days down, waiting for Chan to snap.

He knew Hyunjin told Chan with the way the brunette would pull away whenever he got too close, always muttering "later Felix", and never Lix, pretty or doll.

And quite frankly, he was sick of the anxiety brewing in his stomach.

But neither did he have the courage to speak to Chan about it.

So he let his feelings brew, so much so that he couldn't be in the same room as the older, too scared to push the wrong buttons and end up in an argument.

It had come to a point where they'd sleep on two ends of Felix's King sized bed, back to each other, not cuddling or hugging or holding hands.

That is, if Chan didn't go back to his own house, texting Felix a lame excuse and not showing up until the evening of the next day. Only to leave again.

Felix couldn't do it anymore.

They were both obviously in shambles.

And Felix had nothing but guilt and shame eating away at him.

He let this get too far.

However right now wasn't the time to deal with their marital troubles when they were in a room full of people.

Felix had been delaying this meeting for as long as possible. Just because he didn't want to run into Hyunjin again- he didn't want him to tell Chan anything more.

"Everyone, this is Chan, my uh, husband, as you know. Chan this is my close circle." Felix spoke, not making eye contact with the male sitting right next to him, the four inch gap between them screaming at him to get their shit together.

Chan sat with his legs crossed over and his arms crossed over his chest, a strained smile on his face, until his eyes fell on the tall blonde.

From the corner of his eye, Felix could see Hyunjin smirk at Chan before the blonde turned to make eye contact with him, his smirk widening.

Hyunjin's actions seemed to only wind up the older even more, as his jaw clenched tightly, turning his glare to the floor.

Felix just about had enough.