( Bang Chan + Lee Felix )
❝Nobody can know about this pregnancy.❞
┈┈ mistopher | 2021 ++
To Bang Chan, being in the spotlight was never easy, no matter how glamorous his life looks up on stage. And his already suffocating backstage pressure could on...
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⇒ Levantar Apartments 9:50pm
"It's- It's mine, Channie."
"Felix what the fuck? How the absolute fuck can you be- what the hell is going on?" Chan raised his voice breathlessly, hands shaking and legs reflexively bringing him closer to the trembling boy near the center of the living room. "Why the hell would you even buy a pregnancy test. And why the fucking hell, Felix, is it positive?"
Gulping and closing his eyes tightly to let few tears drip down over his cheeks, Felix sucked in a deep breath, fingers still fiddling childishly in front of his torso. "I-I lied, Channie." He coughed lowly as more water flowed down his face, eyes narrowed in suspense and genuine fear for all possible outcomes of such inescapable confrontation. The death glare from the man that he loved so dearly piercing down on his small frame with little to no mercy was nothing but intimidating, weakening his knees even more and drawing regret from his legs for their decision to leave their post in the bathroom just to answer to that hapless call at his door. "I'm sorry- Channie, I-"
"Don't fucking Channie me. Don't call me fucking Channie right now, Felix. This is fucking serious and you need to explain every freaking thing," he practically growled with his words, tight grip almost bending the plastic test in his palm. "What do you mean you lied. What the hell did you lie about?"
Flinching at the volume at which that last sentence left his lover's lips, Felix stepped back a bit, gulping as his mind struggled to outline a sensible flow of his confession. "I'm sorry, Chan. I- when we- when we had sex. Uhm... I lied about... not being able to..." his voice trailed off, head dropping and hands finding their way to his lower back. He nodded softly as if to just accept the inevitable defeat, shoulders lifting as a harder, impatient sob forced its way up. "About not being able to get pregnant... because I didn't- I didn't think it would happen on the first time and- what you said made me insecure-"
"Lee Felix, don't try to put your shit on me. Don't try to blame me for your fucking mistake. This is all your fucking fault!" Chan's own eyes glossed themselves a bit; fear, confusion, and anger being the very source of the salty liquid. He gave the test a tight squeeze before furiously slamming it down against the tiled section of the floor, gripping his hip with the now free hand and cupping his mouth with the other as he paced a small space in the room.
"Chan I-"
"Shut up, please. Kindly shut the fuck up. You are pregnant, Felix. You have my baby in your womb that I didn't even know you had. My fucking genes, do you know what could fucking happen if that kid looks anything like me-"
"Chan-"
"No, it's my fucking time to speak, Felix. Now listen to me," Chan spoke even louder that time, Felix's routined flinches at his words still not drawing the slightest bit of remorse from his actions. Clenching his jaw and walking forward until their faces stayed inches a part, he pointed his index finger forward, face stern and furious, making their stance to further mimic that of a mother correcting her child. "Nobody. I repeat, nobody, can know about this pregnancy."
