💙💜House of Wolves Pt. 2 (Chanlix)

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So... I decided to write a second part to House of Wolves. Here it is. Also, I named Felix's brother Oli after one of my OCs. Please don't comment anything about Oli London. I'd greatly appreciate that. I'm going to say now that if you do mention them, I'm just going to delete the comment.

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"Is dad home?" Chan asked as he shut the front door after Felix walked in.

"No, not yet. We already talked about you two, though," the woman answered, watching the two with observant eyes. Now, seeing them like this with the knowledge she now had, she was wondering how blind she had to have been to not know before.

"You have?"

She nodded. "Yes. We have. And as upset as your father is about it, he's going to be tolerant," she explained, rolling her eyes at her absent husband. "I, on the other hand, really don't care. Just be safe and don't get hurt."

Chan hugged his mother tightly, appreciative of her acceptance. "Thank you."

Felix watched the two with admiration in his eyes. He wished that that could be him and his mother, but he knew that wasn't ever going to happen. After the previous night, there was no mending their relationship. It was put on the gurney and transferred to the worst hospital there was. Not to mention the relationship between him and his father. He wasn't sure if he'd ever be able to be in his father's presence without fear again.

The two pulled apart, and she placed a small kiss on her son's forehead. "Follow me," she spoke as she turned, waving for the two to follow her as she instructed. They listened and followed closely behind as she walked toward the kitchen. "It was funny, actually. Felix, your mother called me at like, 10:30 or something, screaming and crying about the news. She was devastated. I had to pretend to be just as heartbroken as she was when I was just sitting there rolling my eyes as she went on and on and on. 'He's gay. My son's gay! What is everyone going to think? Are we going to be able to keep going to church?'," She mocked Felix's mother with a high-pitched voice and her hand as a puppet, making Felix giggle from the action. "It was fucking tiring; I'll tell you that."

She stopped at the island, looking through the pile of mail that was left there. Chan sat down at the bar next to Felix. Slowly swiveling his chair, he gained the courage to speak up. "About her... Felix and I want to stay together. But his parents can't know..."

"My dad is forcing us to break up. He said today is our last day, and if I don't do it, he will," Felix explained.

Chan's mother turned around with a frown, her hand on her hip as she leaned on the counter. "Well, that's just messy, isn't it?"

"Yeah," Chan chuckled, nodding his head in agreement. "It is. Very messy."

"And what are we going to do about that? Hm..." She hummed in thought, genuinely wanting to help the couple. "Well, Felix, you can come here anytime you want or need to, you know that. You don't have to be scared here."

How she worded it made Felix realize just how bad his home life had gotten. He didn't have to be scared. Only then, he realized that he was afraid to even exist at his house. Tears welled up in his eyes, becoming eternally grateful for Chan's mother. "Thank you."

"Oh dear," she sighed, noticing the tears. She hurried over with a paper towel in her hand, giving it to the boy. "Don't cry. Sweetheart, you're okay." She hugged Felix tightly, not wanting to see him cry.

"I know, I'm just not used to... this," he cried into her shirt, hugging her back. Chan watched, not sure why he was so afraid of telling his parents about the two of them. His mother was so clearly supportive of them, and she wanted nothing more than for her kids to be happy and safe.

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