Water Fountain {JEONGLIX} ✅

Chapter 5

Night came and Jeongin found himself not being able to sleep. Usually, the calm dark sky, along with the cool wind would soothe him to sleep but now it is just the opposite of that. It reminded him of something else...or rather, someone else.

His thoughts would be preoccupied with a certain blonde-haired male with freckles scattered on his cheeks. He was reminded of the nights they spent with each other when they couldn't sleep or the times where they met at the water fountain during the day. Even after they said their goodbyes, Felix was always at the back of his mind.

It happened too often and frankly, Jeongin didn't mind.

And currently, he was fighting the bushes to get past them so he could reach to the water fountain. Thinking about the older made him want to see him and he didn't know why; he didn't question further about it either.

As he pushed further into the direction of where the water fountain, he hoped to see the blonde male sitting by the fountain under the moonlight; just like he always did. But as he got closer to his destination, the soft noise he thought were from night bugs he was hearing before started becoming louder and turning into soft music.

There were footsteps heard from the other side, ones that made him think that there were more than one person. He honestly thought that maybe Felix wasn't there and it was just random students that had found the fountain.

But there wasn't anything wrong in checking.

When he approached his destination, he was glad to see that Felix was there but he wasn't sitting down on the fountain and gazing at the stars like usual; no, he was dancing.

He remembered the older talking about dancing being his favourite hobby; or rather, his passion. Jeongin could see the light in his eyes whenever the topic came up and if he could, the freckled boy could talk for hours on end about it.

And Jeongin enjoyed it. He liked how passionate the older was with dancing and he didn't mind lending a ear from time to time. But despite the topic brought up so often, he didn't have a chance to actually see the blonde dance; this was his first.

Felix had a way with his words; that Jeongin knew, but when he watched the freckled boy dance, it was as if that was the only way his body could ever speak. Verbally, he was carefree and stood out, but physically he would shrink and fade into the background no matter where he was. Jeongin watched him move to the soft music filling the area, his sensuality bursting through into the most vibrant colours that painted the story that he was telling with his body.

He didn't say anything, he kept his mouth shut as he continued admiring the latter from behind the water fountain. His eyes couldn't move away from the dancing male; refusing to even miss a single movement that the older made.

Soon, the music came to a stop and the only sounds that both males could hear were Felix's panting. The freckled boy slowly looked up at the dark sky, seeming to gaze at the stars above before turning around and noticing Jeongin's presence.

His breath hitched and his cheeks turned red once he realised that the younger had seen him dance. "What are you doing here?" his voice was shaky, still out of breath but he managed to slur the words out.

"Couldn't sleep," Jeongin was still awe-struck with how the older looked. The other male looked tired, with the front of his hair sticking to his forehead, yet he still looked enchanting under the moonlight.

"Ah, I thought i'll be alone," Felix mumble to himself as he buried his red face in his hands and turned away, facing his back at the younger behind him. "I'm sorry you had to see that."

Jeongin got confused; why would he say that?

"What?" the younger approached the other male, standing behind him and looking over his shoulder to see his face. "Why are you apologizing for that?"

Felix didn't reply, he pulled his head away from his hands which he then crossed against his chest as he stared out at the view in front of him. He looked to be deep in thought and if Jeongin guessed, it could be memories of when someone caught him dancing; which would have ended badly if he had to react like this.

"You're a good dancer, by the way," he admitted after a few minutes of silence. He saw how Felix's shoulders relaxed and he slowly turned around to face the younger but also taller male.

"Am...am i really?" he looked up, meeting his gaze and Jeongin could see the hopefulness in his eyes.

It made the younger wonder; did someone say that he wasn't?

"Yeah," he muttered underneath his breath, hearing a new song playing in the background as his hands were lazily placed on the older's waist. "You're really good."

"You're not just saying that?" he quietly asked, the hope in his voice still evident and that ached Jeongin's heart more; who made him doubt this much about his passion?

Without thinking much, one hand kept holding Felix's small ones, intertwining their fingers together as his other one was now having a firm grip on his waist, feeling the curves. The freckled boy didn't even notice, complying the action by putting his free hand on the younger's shoulders as they swayed to the rhythm of the music. Both males had nothing but each other filled in their minds as their gazes never left.

"No," the younger shook his head, "you are good and I would like to see it again some time."

He saw how the other male tensed at the sudden request but he quickly reassured the blonde, "Only if you're okay, of course."

"If you're not ready, it's alright," he added later, bringing his hand behind the latter and pulling him closer. "I can wait until you're comfortable."

Felix smiled, the one that Jeongin loved the most. "Thank you," he spoke, voice soft and calming to the other as he rested his head on the younger's chest. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For saying that," he answered, pulling his head up and connecting his eyes with the younger's once again. "Those words may have been simple but it means so much to me."

"How much?" the younger asked.

"Too much," the older replied.

Jeongin smiled and chuckled as they continued to sway with the music in the background. The wind making the trees nearby dance along with them as the only source of light was the Moon's shining down.

He rested his forehead against the freckled boy's, both closing their eyes as they enjoyed each other's company. "You're a good dancer," he said, "i'll keep telling you that until you get that drilled into your head."

Felix chuckled and nodded, "Alright."

"Good, tell me; what will you do if you ever find yourself doubting yourself?"

"What- I don't know?"

"You do, i just told you."

"Find you?"

"Yes."

"What will you do?"

"Remind you that you are a good dancer," he stated. "You shouldn't doubt yourself."

"That's going to be hard," the older said.

"That's why I'm here," Jeongin pulled his head away and looked at the smaller male in front of him. "If my words mean a lot to you, I'll be your supporter."

"You don't have to."

"But I want to."

Felix went silent, his gaze still on the younger who grinned. "So, let me ask you again," he spoke, "what will you do if you're doubting yourself?"

"I come and find you."

"And what will I do?"

"Remind me."

"Remind you what?"

"That I'm a good dancer."