4,000 Miles Away ♡ Lee Felix

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╰┈➤  Change of Plans .ೃ࿐˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

A week after my birthday I found myself at the beach with Felix. We were walking along the shore and I was collecting small sea shells. I wanted to use them for bracelets. Meanwhile, Felix was tossing any rocks or sticks he came across into the water. We were enjoying ourselves but something seemed off about him and I could tell he was wavering whether to talk about it. I could see it in his uncertain expression that he attempted to hide.

"Lix, babe?" I paused my walking, turning a shell over in my palm.

He stopped and turned back to me, raising his brows.

"Is there something on your mind? You look like there's something bothering you."

Sighing, he stepped closer with his head hanging low. That was when I really knew something was up. He was hesitant to tell me, probably not knowing how I'd take it. That was my guess anyway.

"I... We need to talk about something a little serious," he finally answered, "There was an audition here in Sydney this past week."

I cocked my head, "Oh, you didn't tell me. What kind of audition was it?"

"Dancing, singing, rapping..." he dug his hands into his pockets, not meeting my eyes.

"Well, how did you do? I know you're good at singing."

"Actually...I auditioned with dancing," Felix replied, he shifted his stance.

I shook my head, "Felix, you have a wonderful voice. I know you're an extraordinary dancer, but you should have more faith in your voice."

Then realized he hadn't told me what the audition was for. I felt like smacking myself. I felt stupid.

"What was the audition for?"

His eyes met mine, "I did well. They want me to go to Korea."

"Wait, wait," I blinked rapidly, confusion melding my brain. "Korea? They? Who are they? Please explain to me, Lix."

Taking a deep breath he explained, "There was an audition for a company in South Korea — JYP. You know, the company with TWICE, GOT7...2PM. I did well and they accepted me. That means I have to move to Korea to pursue this dream."

I didn't know how to react. I felt both joy and mourning but I chose to show him my happiness over any sadness. I let out a surprised laugh, putting my sea shell in my pocket. I wrapped my arms around Felix's neck.

"Felix, that's great! I'm so proud of you!" I pulled away, cupping his face and smiling at him. He gave me a stunned look.

"I...I thought you would be upset with me," he murmured.

I shook my head, "No, no, of course not. I'll miss you, of course, I'll miss you so much. But this is one of your dreams so go for it. I'll support you the whole way."

He took my hands, "It won't be easy. I might not even get to see you—"

I shook my head again, "No, don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I want you to live your dream, even if that means you're in South Korea. Gosh, I love you so much, Felix."

Felix enveloped me into a warm hug, his clothes smelling of the sea, "I love you too, Eun Joo. I love you so much."

"When are you leaving?" I asked.

"Later this week," he replied.

"So soon?"

"Mhm, I'm sorry."

I gently slapped his chest, "No apologies. Remember what I just said a moment ago? About wanting you to live your dream? I only want happiness for you, Felix."

"Thank you."

That evening I walked home with him and helped him go through some of his things. His family was going to pack up and sell as soon as possible. As I sat there on his bed, the sudden realization hit me: there would be no more walking to this house and hanging out in the backyard. A new family would take this house and fill it with their own memories while my own faded.

"Are you okay?" Felix glanced over at me.

I nodded, "Yeah, it's just a little weird and I have to get used to it. But it'll all be okay. I'm sure it will be."

"Good. I was really worried that you'd lose it or be really upset with me," he chuckled nervously. I watched as he put some of his taekwondo medals into a box. Smiling, I remembered when he had first invited me to go with him. I was insecure about the whole thing at first, but he helped me enjoy the sport and we both went on to compete. He won more medals than I did, but he was also the better one.

"Those were fun," I mumbled.

He hummed, grinning.

"Things are changing now, but we'll be okay."