𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 || ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ

wrong when it feels so right

Ship; Felix X Hyunjin
Group; Stray Kids

Based on TOUCH by keshi
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Beautiful, anyone would do.

As Felix descends down the stairs, the faint light of the TV that shines and lights up the entire living room is what catches his sleepy eyes as he rubs them awake.

In the midst of the small sounds coming from the show playing, he hears snores coming from the couch in the center and he directs his sight there. Upon landing on a sleeping figure of his older brother, Minho, he sighs and internally groans.

Of fucking course. It's movie night.

The one night in a month — every fucking month — when Minho invites his adorable blonde haired boyfriend, Hyunjin, to come spend the night at their place. The entire night either ends up with him sleeping through the whole movie halfway — as is happening — or the two end up banging on the couch and makes Felix avoid it for weeks.

Even if they don't fuck, Felix still avoids that couch by all means. The bean bag is way more comfortable anyway. No risk of sitting or sleeping on dried up jizz.

He looks over the couch for a moment longer and his internal groan must not have been all that internal because he watches as a bob of blonde moves from on top of Minho and stares at him with big eyes.

Then he watches as Hyunjin's face softens and he gives him a wave which he ignores for reasons he doesn't even register.

After scratching the back of his head, he recalls the main reason why he left the warmth of his bed and walked down the steps. He's thirsty and a little, if not a lot, hungry.

As he passes to the kitchen, he sees a box of pizza discarded on the table and he flips it open, surprised — not really, they always do this — to see two slices of untouched pizza. The better half of his sleep infested brain urges him to just warm it up in the microwave and have it as it is and drink a cup of water then get back to his sleeping.

But the worse half is upset for some reason. And it's not like this is the first time he's felt this way, just that this time, it's way more prominent.

Each and everytime Hyunjin comes over, Felix mood sours for no reason at all. It's not like Hyunjin is mean to him or rude, on the contrary, Hyunjin is the sweetest boyfriend of his brother he's ever met and that's saying a lot because he thought so too about Jisung.

He actually liked Jisung too much because they were close and Jisung always included him in their hang outs. Maybe that's why he's sour about his brother breaking things off with the hamster looking guy and settling for this godlike angel looking human. Ugh, he's so pretty it actually hurts to look at him for a moment too long.

That could explain Felix's hatred for seeing Hyunjin around almost all the time. He's too good to be true. Long locks of blonde falling around his sculptured face like a halo. His voice, smooth and deep like honey, a perfect balance to Minho's little pitch at times. It's just too much and hence that liking built up and turned itself to a small cocoon of hate that keeps growing the longer the source of hatred stays.

And it's not like he could just possibly walk up to his brother — older by the way — and tell him to get rid of his boyfriend who hasn't done a single thing wrong to him.

Felix sighs, opens the fridge and grabs a bottle of water. As he goes to close it, his soul nearly leaves his body when he sees the mop of hair he'd supposedly left on the couch with his brother's more or less dead body, smiling at him.