Somewhere Only We Know - Hyunlix

Pancakes and Misunderstandings

Hyunjin was cradling the limp body of Felix, desperately attempting to wake him from his frozen state, and searching for any signs of consciousness. How could he let this happen? He was supposed to be taking care of the older man, yet he let his selfish wishes consume him, and acted like a love sick puppy.

A cough broke Hyunjin's thought bubble, just as he felt cold fingers began stroking his chin, stealing his attention. "J-jinnie, I'm fine, just need to rest." Hyunjin looked at Felix after the last word came out of his pale lips, his chest was heaving slowly, the bags under his eyes became more prominent on top of his worn out features. If only he could take the freckled boy's illness, he would do it without any hesitations. He couldn't bear to see that the tiny ball of light in his arms was starting to lose his glow. Starting to lose his warmth.

In a swift manner, he gently lifted Felix like a princess, and placed him on his bed. Tucking him in, as he reached for painkillers, and the glass of water on his nightstand. "Drink this. It will make you feel better." Hyunjin said, after giving Felix a tablet of painkiller. Afterwards, he helped Felix put on a white clothed shirt.

"Hmm" Felix took the medicine without opening his eyes, and reached Hyunjin's hand to intertwine it with his. Hyunjin felt his face flustered with butterflies decorating his cheeks with the color red over the small gesture. Felix's color was starting to come back. Still, Hyunjin couldn't relax until Felix's fever was gone, but what else could he do to help the older man recover faster? And that's when he remembered that his Nana would place a warm towel on his forehead whenever he was sick, to absorb the heat. He let go of Felix's hand, even though it pained him.

As he got ready to stand up, small arms stopped him from leaving the comfort of his bed. The grip was weak; yet he could feel that the owner of those arms was determined to make him stay.

"Felix. Please let me go. I am going to find a towel for your forehead, so that you can heal quicker." Hyunjin sighed, attempting to loosen Felix's grip on him without actually hurting the other.

"No! I don't need towels. I only need you... Please stay and cuddle with me." Felix begged the younger man with the strength he had left; his voice still sounded tired. And who was Hyunjin to deny Felix what he needed? Defeated. He faced Felix, who was close to crying, his lips forming a pout. Like a lost little puppy, which Hyunjin found really adorable.

"Okay, little Lixie." The curve on his dotted face quickly turned into a smile, as Felix dragged him back to bed but due to their size difference and the fact that Felix was still weak; Felix released his grip, and Hyunjin landed on top of him.

Hyunjin opened his eyes, just to find a very beet-red Felix under him. As if time had left them, and nothing mattered except their hearts beating in sync with one another. Hyunjin found his gaze stuck on Felix's heart-shaped lips, tempting the younger to taste them again. Like the forbidden fruit who sinned Adam, and Eve. Like Adam, and Eve, who gave in to temptation, he gave into his.

Hyunjin delicately planted his lips on Felix's soft ones; the kiss wasn't hungry nor harsh. Gentle how Felix waltzed in his life without any warning; how he inspired Hyunjin to change for the better, to be the best, and the only one for Felix. His heart pounded so loudly for Felix, he tried to stop it, to calm it down. Yet Felix gave Hyunjin more reasons to love him. More reasons to yearn for him.

Hyunjin pulled back to see Felix sleeping with a smile on his face, so peaceful and at ease.

"I love you." Hyunjin whispered against Felix's lips before rolling to the older man's side. The brunette embraced Felix inside his arms, as he closed his eyes; determined to fight for the latter's love.

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Second Saturday

The morning light started to knock on Felix's door as its pleasant glow covered his features. His face lit up when he recalled the dream that he had, and he couldn't help but squeal when he saw the image of Hyunjin taking care of him. Giving him a bath, getting a glimpse of Hyunjin's possessive side, and their lips were dancing to each other's tone. He pressed his fingers on his lips, remembering the fleeting touch of plump ones against them. There was this warm fuzzy feeling in his chest; his cheeks burned up, as he vividly remembered how sweet Hyunjin's lips were; it was far from all the bitterness that all of his exes had given him. Far from all the pain they have caused him.