You Rock My World

He was in way over his head

Hongjoong made his way to the practice room where he'd found Felix, praying that he would somehow accidentally stumble across him again. When he got to the door, he noticed it was locked and the lights were out.

A rush of hope washed over him.

"Felix? Are you in there? It's me, Hongjoong if you want to talk to someone."

But there wasn't a response. At least, not right away.

"No. I'm okay."

But it wasn't Felix's voice. It almost sounded like...Han. But clearly he didn't want to be bothered. Or recognized.

"I guess...what I meant to say was...I kind of needed someone to talk to."

The other end was quiet for a moment.

"I'm sorry. I'm just not in the mood."

Hongjoong wasn't sure if he could keep pretending not to know.

"Oh...okay. Well...you're kind of in our shared mental breakdown space. So...could I at least come in to hide for a bit? I won't talk to you."

After a minute he heard the lock click as the door creaked open. He came face-to-face with Han.

"As long as we don't have to talk."

"Okay," Hongjoong nodded, not sure where his plan was going now.

He cautiously entered and sat on the opposite end of the practice room. Jisung didn't look at him.

Hongjoong really hadn't prepared any dramatics so he wasn't sure what to do with himself. He had hoped Felix would be here so he could continue their prior discussions.

But Jisung didn't know any of their drama. Other than the Minho stuff.

But maybe that was all he needed. Hell, it was a lot of drama.

He didn't seem like the other two spies. He wasn't trying to get anything out of him—even if just in a friendly way. He just genuinely wanted some space.

So maybe they were wrong. Maybe he wasn't a spy after all. But they'd been so certain...

"Sorry I pretended to be Felix. I thought it would make you go away easier."

Hongjoong was surprised by the sudden conversation. But he quickly joined in.

"It's okay, I kind of figured that wasn't his voice," he laughed and Han smiled at his hands.

"Not even a little? I put a lot of effort into talking that low," Han laughed and Hongjoong laughed with him.

The room drifted into silence as they sat alone on their separate sides. Hongjoong knew Han had asked for silence but he wasn't ready to give up just yet.

"How are you holding up? After everything with Minho..."

"Oh I'm fucking fantastic. How do you think I'm doing?" Han snapped, causing Hongjoong to quickly back off.

"I'm sorry...that was a stupid question."

"No shit."

"I just feel awful. I feel like it's my fault everything blew up in the first place. Seonghwa was worried I would freak out so he tried to make Minho keep his secret and then when I did freak out, everything got worse. I'm really sorry, Han."

"Jesus, I'm not mad at you. If anything, you're the one person I'm not mad at. You exposed his feelings for Seonghwa. And helped him realize he needed help."

"I guess but it also ended up tearing you two apart."

"Trust me, you're not the one who tore us apart."