𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱 18: 𝘋𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴

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It was past midnight when Felix arrived home. Him and Seungmin ended up going to the nearby convince store to buy beers... a lot of beers. Thus, the two ended up drinking for hours and talking, laughing their asses off. Although Felix was better than Seungmin when it came to handling alcohol, he still had to drink a lot of water to sober up a bit.

Felix found himself fumbling to open the door when his phone vibrated. In his drunken state, he completely ignored it, throwing his phone across the room on the sofa while his body went straight to the bed, completely mindless. Just as he collapsed in his bed, his eyes closed and he replayed the moment Chan threw his head back. In his drunken state, with his head intoxicated by alcohol, Felix faintly moved his hand forward, wanting to touch the other. The skin seems so smooth... and Chan's hair looked nice. Oh, his gaze... his shirt made his body loook soooo niceeeee. The definition!

If he had been sober, he would have punched himself for having such thoughts.

But since drunk Felix was more accepting and straight forward than sober Felix...

"Chan... Channie?" Questioned Felix in the air of the empty room. There wasn't anyone except him, and yet there he was, talking to no one. "Channie, huh" he repeated and giggled, clear signs of intoxication with alcohol.

As he drifted into his sleep, Felix couldn't stop thinking about Chan. Drunk Felix really enjoyed the way he was dressed today. He found the tattoos on his hands more than interesting.

He loved the way they looked with the black ink.

He found Chan's outfit so attractive.

He found his hair so soft.

He thought his voice was nice.

He thought his lips were well-contoured.


Jeongin and Hyunjin had an easy afternoon. They played games, ate takeout and watched movies. During the third movie, Jeongin fell asleep on Hyunjin's shoulder. He found it so adorable that he completely ignored the movie and preferred to watch the younger. So cute... thought Hyunjin as he pulled the blanket a bit higher for Jeongin. His soft breathing was making a faint smile appear on the older's face.

Him and Jeongin had been friends for years, but moments like these were quite rare. They were both busy, not to mention that sometimes they didn't even get that many heart-to-heart moments. It was something that Hyunjin truly valued.

He knew quite well how hard it was for the asleep male to open himself to the world. It hurt him, so he went back into his own walls. He tried to be strong and put on his walls, hiding behind them. Hyunjin remembered the way I.N explained to him that his thoughts were draining him. Glancing at him, Hyunjin moved a few strands of hair.

He's still Innie.

Later, in his sleep, I.N stirred and moved on the other side, laying on the couch. Seeing himself free form Jeongin's asleep body, Hyunjin drank some water and went to his own studio, opening the door lightly and keeping it open to hear when the younger wakes up.

Hyunjin was living in Jeomgin's villa. It used to be an abandoned house that hadn't even been finished, but young Jeongin with a lot of money saw it as a long term investment. He convinced Chan to help him and buy the house. Reconstruction started soon, Jeongin renovating what he found due to Chan's nagging. Just in case, kept saying Bangchan when he explained his reasoning. In the end, the house was renovated and finally finished after a few months. Although he saw an empty room in the plans, Hyunjin decided not to question what Jeongin was going to do with it. Maybe he's going to bring some of his old stuff or weapons? Thought Hyunjin. In the end, the empty room turned out to be a painting studio for Hyunjin. I know you like to paint a lot, so I thought you'd like this. If I'm being as honest as I can, I've been feeling like I made you lose your future. You could've been a great painter... so I thought you could still be a painter even with this going on, explained Jeongin smiling to the older as the door opened. Hyunjin was blown away by the size of it.

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