The Love We Lost~||Hyunlixꨄ||

Aʟᴡᴀʏs ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ~♡

Yup.

Hyunjin regretted everything. Why did he even listen to Minho in the first place? When the boy had actually thought about this question, he knew if he had to do the night over again- he'd still end up drinking.

An all too familiar tune began to play on his phone as it started to ring. Hyunjin groaned, swiping his arm up and down the bed, in search of his phone. He was trying to avoid opening his eyes, but that didn't go as planned. His eyes snapped open and shut a couple of times as he winced from the morning sky that lit up his room. He looked over to see his phone, on his nightstand, and quickly grabbed it. He slid the answer button over and flung the phone to his ear, closing his eyes yet again.

"Hello?" He croaked. There was a few moments of silence and then a voice spoke, "Hyunjin? It's Hongjoong," shit. It was his editor, the one who kept him on track with all of his appointments and such. He was probably calling to remind Hyunjin of his deadline, which the younger had not entirely forgotten about. He just couldn't write anything.

"Right, hey.."

"You didn't write a single word did you?"

"..I have something,"

"Oh yeah?" Hongjoong asked doubtfully, clicking his tongue. In reality, Hyunjin had written something, it just wasn't really appropriate to be put out into the world, to him anyway.

"If you don't put something out soon.." the older warned, "I know I know, I'll get it done." Hyunjin stated. "Okay, uhm.. you can do it," while Hongjoong tried his best to sound supportive, it unfortunately just came out awkwardly.

Hyunjin laughed a little, finding it a cute and a nice gesture, "thank you."

After they had hung up, Hyunjin wobbly stood up, his head throbbing. He winced, squeezing his eye shut. He eventually made it to his bathroom, and gripped onto the sides of the sink. "Fuck this shit." He huffed and turned on the faucet, splashing cold water on his face. He sloppily dried his face with a towel and walked out of his bathroom directly to his fridge, fishing out his breakfast.

Hyunjin thought he himself was insane, I mean, who else would wake up from a night of drinking and then immediately force themselves to write the next day?

After finishing his food, Hyunjin sat as his desk and opened his laptop. The screen was a little too bright for his liking, so he turned down the brightness.

It was still just how he had left it.

Blank.

He opened a new tab, going to a folder that he kept private from everyone else. It was titled, '<3'

It was simple, yes, but Hyunjin found it fitting. He opened it, and saw all of the writings he had. No one has ever seen any of these before. They were Hyunjins little secret.

'Sunshine, sunshine.
Felix Lee.
The most beautiful creature to ever exist.
I'd tell you a love story about our meeting.
But he walked into my life so unexpectedly.
It was gone too soon.
He was gone so soon.
My sunshine Lix.
Where is he now?
We sleep under the same night sky, but I still can't find him.
Where are you Felix lee?
The sun doesn't shine the same when you're gone.'

It was an old poem, something he had written late at night, when his mind wasn't willing to let him cry out loud. He wrote it down here. To express himself.

Everyone thought poems had to rhyme and sound fancy, and complex. However, that was really far from the truth. Poems don't have to rhyme or make you rack your brain trying to understand them.

The whole folder was Felix. Hyunjin felt ashamed and a little obsessed. Who keeps a folder for their ex?

Despite what everyone thought, Hyunjin was always thinking of Felix. Some days he was angry Felix wasn't by his side, and some days he was sad. It was a roller coaster of emotions, one's that Hyunjin needed time to figure out.

There was no doubt he missed Felix. He wanted to text him, to reach out.. but he was blocked on everything and didn't know where he was.

For a few weeks after the breakup, The only contact he had with him was through Seungmin. He would ask how he's doing, or what he was up to. That didn't last long sadly, Felix had found out and demanded seungmin stopped reporting back to him like his "little messenger," in his own words.

Alas Hyunjin had been shut out completely. Seungmin refused to answer, so eventually Hyunjin had stopped asking.

Hyunjin closed his laptop quickly when he heard a light knock on his door, "come in," he said calmly. The door slowly creaked open and a red headed girl popped through the opening.

"Yes, Yeji?"

"I'm going out with.. a friend tonight, so don't lock the door. I won't be late or anything."

"A friend?" Hyunjin asked out of curiosity, he had his suspicions about it being a boy. And being the protective brother that he is; he was just dying to know.

"Yea, a friend. Love you, and I'll see you later." She said quickly before disappearing again.

"Love you!" Hyunjin called out after her, smiling at how annoyingly funny he found his sister. They had always been real close. He was beyond grateful for her and all the support she's given throughout his breakup. They'll always be each other first pick. They were just like that. Hell, they're literally roommates. Of course they had the chance to live alone, but they didn't.

Hyunjin stood up, and walked out into the kitchen, deciding to answer to his calling stomach. He opened the fridge and realized there really wasn't anything in there. The longer he stared the hungrier he got.

He pick up his phone and called someone who he knew was always down to get food, "heyyy hannieee," he said as soon as he heard the call being answered.

"Yeah?" He said groggily.

Hyunjin knew he was tired, he could hear it in his voice but decided to ask anyways. "You wanna get some food with me?"

"...no, not really."

"Bro."

"I'm tierddd, and I simply don't feel like it, ask Chan or something."

Hyunjin was about to plead more, but the call was already cut. He rolled his eyes, he couldn't ask Chan because he was at work. He'd ask Minho, I mean, we all know how that'd go.. and as much as he didn't want to get an earful.. he called the older anyway.

"What?"

"Answer like you're a little more excited to hear from me," Hyunjin said rolling his eyes, though Minho couldn't even see him.

"I'm not." He replied, and then made a couple of stretching noises. "Let's go out to eat," Hyunjin suggested, choosing to ignore the older and his attitude.

"Cheddars?"

"That's fine with me."

"I'll be outside your house in like 10 minutes. If you're not out there I'm driving past and never picking you up again." Minho said, and hung up before Hyunjin had the chance to protest. Typical Lee Minho.

He'll probably never change, but Hyunjin loved the demon nonetheless. He put on his shoes, sat outside, and patiently waited.