His tattoos - Minsung-

Drugs.

*Changlix chapter, TW mention of drugs

Changbin walked over to a free space on the couch with Felix hand in his. They quickly needed a break. He shushed a guy away to properly sit down, pulling Felix beside him. The younger looked over to him, noticing Changbin getting slightly tipsy.

Changbin did not let go of Felix hand, gently caressing it and then making direct eye contact with him. "Do you know how pretty you are? I feel like I say that too much but I can't get over it fairy. So stunning." Changbin reached out his free hand and again brushed his thumb over Felix freckles, that covered his cheeks and eyes. "They are like little stars, I love them."

He got closer, starting to connect them and drawing tiny invisible shapes with his finger.

Felix was now smiling big, laughing at the tickly feeling of Changbins fingers.

Then Changbin stopped, brushing his hand through Felix hair, messing it up.

"Hey Changbinnnnn it took me so long to style them." Felix pouted.

And Changbin only chuckled to that, then brushed his thumb over Felix lip, wiping the pout away.

A light pink shade dusted over his cheek, him looking to the side, avoiding Changbins eye contact.

"Don't stop looking at me, I love your eyes too." Changbin turned Felix head back with gentle force.

Felix only saw Changbins lips right in front of him. The older had gotten closer while Felix was looking away. He couldn't even tear his eyes away from them, the only thing on his mind now being the imagination of kissing them.

"My eyes are up here fairy."

But before Felix dared to look up a guy screamed loudly.

"Guys look what I have!"

They both turned their heads into the direction the voice came from, curious about the mystery item. The guy made his way over to the couch table, sitting down right infront of them, facing them.

He pulled out a snall bag, that contained something white. They had to look closer to clearly see what it was.

Felix rolled his eyes, not wanting anything to do with drugs at all, he looked over to Changbin, wanting to tell him to find another spot to sit down.

"Changbin, lets go find the others again."

Changbin did not respond.

He hyper-focused on the bag, his eyes not leaving it for one second. It seemed as if he didn't even hear Felix. His breathing got heavier, his chest rising up and down faster. In a matter of seconds a pearl of sweat formed on his forehead. Changbin tore his hand away from Felix, holding his own thighs now. He grabbed them really hard, not even noticing the pain from it.

His heart was beating heavily in his chest, a lump forming in his throat. He felt sick.

He was too familiar with this substance.

Cocaine.

He rubbed his nose, remembering the feeling of it.

"Changbin." Felix got more and more worried about Changbins body language. He had helped treating patients who came into the ICU after a drug overdose. He knew the effect it could have on someones body. Felix had seen people sobering up from the drugs, and them wanting to have it again. He knew when somebody was craving it.

And Changbin seemed to exactly do that.

Still the only thing Changbin saw was the heavy drug, that was now getting spread on the table. The guy who had pulled it out now took a credit card to form lines. First putting it all together in a pile and then making a few small fine lines. Still Changbin knew it was more than enough to hit really hard.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. His vision got blurry and a moment from three years ago came back into his mind.

Flashback:

"Changbin come on, it's just one line. Take it and don't be a pussy.

He was not sure wether he should do it or not. His rule was to slways stay away from the heavy stuff. He had heard many bad things about it. But one time can't be bad right? Just to try. The curiosity took over him.

So Changbin leaned over the table, snorting in the white line in front of him. It didn't take long for the effect to kick in. His pupils dilated, heartbeat increased. The sound of the Card used to form the lines scratching on the table seemed to be right next to his ear. Somebody poured a drink, clearly he heard the liquid getting filled into a glass.

His friend touched his arm, and Changbin looked at him intensely, feeling the touch way more than normally. "Feels amazing right?"

Changbin nodded.

The euphoric feeling left as fast as it came, after 20 minutes he felt completely normal again.

So why not take another one?

"Hey you buff guy." Changbin got torn out of his thoughts by the guy throwing the card at him. Changbin tensed up even more if that was even possible. His whole body was stiff by now.

"Make yourself one and take it, you seem to want one. You've been staring at it for the past 5 minutes, the effect is so nice trust me."

It isn't

Changbin actually leaned closer, trying to take a clearer look at it. It looked pure white, but he couldn't really make out wether it was laced or not.

"He doesn't want any." Felix said with a stern voice.

"He doesn't really look like he doesn't want any. He seems to be drooling over it."

Changbin dipped his pinky into the powder, laying it on to his tongue, immediately tasting the harsh bitterness of it.

Now Felix had seen more than enough, he could see that this wasn't Changbins first time seeing this drug. He put one of his hands on Changbins leg, squeezing it softly. His other hand reached for Changbins cheek, he turned Changbins head to his and deeply looked him in the eyes, trying to reach him as he was far away in his mind.

"You are stronger than that Changbin."

It worked, Changbin finally pulled out of his trance, now clearly seeing Felix again. He had lost track of time completely, he blinked a few times. Still the bitter taste layed on his tongue, trying to convince him. But the tiny hand that rested on his leg and the one on his cheek gave him some hope. Hope he could be stronger. Hope he wouldn't fall back into old habits.

Still he pulled away from Felix, letting the credit card fall to the ground. Everybody around the table now stared at him.

"I have to get out of here."