Whisper ][ HYUNLIX

Felix ][ How do you know... Hyunjin?

Everything suddenly feels boring. Like there's nothing to life. It's come to the point where I'm so bored, I'd rather have anything happen to me, even if it's bad. I need something to think about.

"Hey man, what's gotten you down?" Changbin makes his entrance with a loud voice and bubbly aura. I smile a little, enjoying the little bit of serotonin squeezed into me when I see someone trying to put an effort to check in on me. Even after all I've done to them.

"It's nothing, really." I nod, trying to cover up what's really happened. Changbin looks unconvinced but understands that I don't want to talk about it at the moment. A small smile finds its way onto his face.

"If you need to talk to someone.. I'm right here." He clicks his tongue, putting two fingers to his head and swiping it down. Almost like a soldier.

[ exactly like Felix did at the end of the Backdoor music video ]

"Take care, man." Once again I nod, appreciating the effort he's put into attending to my well-being. I scramble by legs, pushing the covers aggressively off of me.

"Then what the hell were we?" I ask myself.

[ then what the hell were we~ tell me weren't just friends~ this doesn't make much sense~ no!!!~ ]

All sorts of dumb thoughts come zooming through my head, bumping into each other wondering which the real reason was.

Did he never like me? Was he sick of me? Did he use me? Did he regret it? Does he actually like that stupid girl, Yeji? Why should I be jealous? Why should I even be worried. I have to move on.. but I can't. I can't live without him.

Before I knew it, streams of tears were making its way down my face, creating pools of tears. I could either swim in my sorrow or dry off before I sink deeper and drown in this unrealistic nightmare.

A flash of anger arises in me. I grab my pillow and throw it at the wall with all my might. I grunt out, shortly crying again.

"What happened to us? I thought he was the one who wanted us... he was so eager to..." I slump down into a lying position.

"How are you holding up?" Seungmin invites himself in, trying to get an idea of what's up with me. I close my eyes hoping he'd leave. He doesn't.

"Please.. I don't want to talk about it.. right now." I grab ahold of my face, aggressively rubbing the tears away. I can feel Seungmin's concern, and that's what makes me more upset. I don't want to make Seungmin worried.. nor do I want him to care about me. Last time someone did.. that backfired.

I lie there, still waiting for him to leave. But he doesn't. He stays. Why is it he wants to know so bad? Is it to make things worse?

"Why are you still here?" I sighed. I hear Seungmin approach the bed, ready to sit down. I accept, but don't acknowledge his presence.

"Was it Hyunjin?" Seungmin asks. My body shoots up to a sitting position, my eyes flying open at the same time. How does he know Hyunjin?

"How do you know... Hyunjin?" My curiosity fighting. Seungmin smiles at me.

"When he came to drop off that food earlier. He asked of me a favour." I furrow a brow. Why is he asking them for favours?

"What..." I mumble.

"He asked me if he could use my mobile number for your friend from when you were younger. He told me he didn't have another number, so through me, he told me everything to say and I did so. To suit your needs." He explains the whole thing. The whole thing seems so confusing.