Taken ▪︎ Chanlix✔️

Come Back to Me

Just a cute little chapter :]

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Just before Chan could take his position, gloved hands held him back, swiftly turning him on his spot to find troubled eyes staring at him.

"Sweetheart? What's wro-"

"You have to come back to me," leather clad fingers grabbed either side of his head, the younger releasing a shaky breath as he stepped closer to Chan, their breaths mingling and erupting like smoke in the night air.
"You have to, have to come back to me no matter what. I don't care if this all goes to shit, just come back alive."

Unable to take the desperation in the redhead's eyes, the older rested his forehead against Felix, sighing at the warmth radiating from him, his own fingers rubbing soothing circles into the younger's wrists by his head.

"I promi-"

"No. Don't- don't promise me anything- I'll hate you if you don't keep it. Just-" Felix sighed, not knowing how to word his frustration and fears.

"You don't seem to have a lot of trust in me," Chan replied playfully, but immediately dropped the act when Felix glared at him. "I've got this- we've got this so just focus on your part and I'll see you later okay?"

"Yeah. Okay," Felix pecked Chan's nose, before whispering his endearment between exchanged kisses. "I love you."

"Love you too Lix," and with that Chan chased after Changbin, Minho,Jisung and Hyunjin, disappearing into the dark of the night.

Felix breathed deeply, pulling his coat around him tighter as he opened the car door, seeing Seungmin and Jeongin staring at him with a smirk whilst wiggling their eyebrows.

He rolled his eyes, muttering something about having some privacy, and stepped into the sleek car.

"Time to get this shit show on the road."

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It is supposed to be a simple mission.  One that required an extra pair of hands and Chan, seeing his chance volunteered.

"I'll help."

Seven pairs of eyes immediately snapped to look at him from where he laid on the sofa in Felix's apartment office, head resting on the younger's lap.

Chan finally got to meet the close six and despite feeling unsettled with the tall blonde's gaze that never left his husband (or himself for that matter), felt like he could learn to like the group.

They were an interesting circle of people to say the least- Minho never spoke a word, conversing in grunts but also was never seen without Jisung more than a few feet away from him.

He thought Changbin was the most normal one here, but the way his eyes would shine with intent everytime he flipped the dagger in his hand, made him question the short one's sanity.

Then there was Seungmin- he resembled nothing short of a nerd with thick rimmed glasses and a laptop bag swung over his shoulder. Maybe he was the normal one around here?

Jeongin scared him, with the way he'd smile innocently, and skipped up to Chan and pulled him into a tight hug that blocked off his airways. He looked young- Chan wondered how he got caught up in the sticky web that was the mafia.

Of course, there was Hyunjin, and he's already spoken with him before. But he'll learn to move past that. Eventually. For now, he'll stick to daydreaming about gutting the blond and feeding him to the wolves.