Just a Bad Dream [] SKZ x Felix

VII

2021, June 5th, 8:52 am

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  The deep sensation of energy woke Felix up from a  silky bed. When his eyes fluttered open, so did his thoughts. A profound confusion filled his emotions as he sat up front the bed. His surroundings were unfamiliar, and his clothes were newer, softer, more expensive. His eyes adjusted to the darkness soon, but his uncertainty never deceased. Eyes scanning the room, they landed on a chair next to him, a figure was shaded in by the blackness shown sitting in the chair.

  "Good morning!~" a smooth, musical voice chirped, supposedly coming from the person displayed in front of him. With a wave of the person's hand, all of the lights flicked on, revealing a strongly easily to remember person. "I will be your lovely Korean teacher, your first named, other half, Han Quokka Jisung." The taller bowed mockingly, having stood up from the chair. Obviously, Felix knew who he was but he reluctantly ignored it and averted his gaze elsewhere.

  "No idea what you just said but okay." Jisung smirked at these words, his face pestering the shorter every moment he receives.

  "Then everything should be fine. Now it's almost nine so you should go get some food."

  Felix chuckled sarcastically before rolling his eyes, holding back some harsh words. Whether he was hungry or not, he ignored the presence in the room, and sleepily hobbled over to the hallway entrance. Before Felix had the chance to open the door, he was pulled back by a sturdy force against a wall. Jisung's strength prevented him from moving.

  "Don't ignore." Those Korean words were loud and clear, a hint of playfulness in his tone, along with comprehensible venom. "Unless you want to get hurt, and I truly hope your realize that isn't our pure intention. Atleast, mine." Just as expeditious as he was forced to the wall, was as swift as the stronger's dismissal. The door wasn't even open, yet he was no where in sight.

  Hearing his stomach growl at him, complaining about the lack of food, pushed him out of his thoughts and gave him enough motivation to find his way to the Dinning Hall. He very easily underestimated the size of the house, and didn't expect to get lost.

But he did.

  Standing in a library, he completely gave up on food and traced the lines of symmetrical books with a finger, scanning all of the titles to see which was most interesting. Nothing caught his eyes, but a savory scent of familiarity filled his nose. He hastily tracked it down, the Dinning Hall was right in front of him now. A prideful smirk landed on his face as he entered and saw Minho laying a plate full of bacon near where he last sat.

  "I knew you would come." He stated joyously, not looking at Felix but being sincere.

  Ignoring that strangely correct remark, he moved himself over to the seat where he was last sitting at and hesitantly picked up a piece of crisp bacon, shoving into his mouth. The other person there quietly disappeared, then reappeared with some waffles and butter, as syrup was already on the table.

  "So Minho-" before he could even say anything, he was cut off.

  "You have to call me Minho Hyung or by my given name." He eased, sitting down beside him. Felix eyed the white haired male, nodding slowly.

  "Sorry, Minho Hyung." He apologized, disrespectfullness lacing through each word. The taller rolled his eyes at his mockery. "What I was asking was, if you don't eat, then why do you make food?"

  A shade of sky blue flushed over Minho's bright pink eyes, and an amused look on his face appeared. "You humans honestly are so stupid," he took in some unnecessary air, before locking eyes with Felix. "I never said we all don't eat Lix. It's only me and a few others. We have a sort of loss in taste and smell. Some others might occasionally eat but it isn't mandatory for any of us.

  "Though, if they feel like eating, they can get some food here with out asking. It would to much if struggle for them to all be trying to cook." Minho explained, keeping his eyes directly on Felix's. "Our taste is much less... refined, as you humans would say. Typically, tasting something would be a rare occurrence for us, unless it has something to do with limerence."

  Felix hummed, finally moving his eyes elsewhere, taking another bite of the waffles. "So, what are you guys anyways?" Minho tensed at the question, still not blinking, but his aura became much darker, having his eyes transform into pitch black.

  He hesitated to say anything, contemplating whether he should say or not. "I'm sure we've made it, extraordinarily clear that we are not humans. I don't even think we are classified as alive. Demons wouldn't be the right word, neither would vampires..." He trailed off for a minute, thinking everything through. "Chan Hyung, I believe, classified us as, Uiqais."

  "What the hell are Uiqais?" Felix question, accidently cussing. Minho eyed Felix offendedly, pouting ever so slightly.

  "First of all, no swearing. Second of all,

 

Something hell of a lot worse than Lucifer."