Vanilla+brown sugar (Hyunlix)

If you like me so much

Hyunjin's pov

The movie has been playing for a while now, what type of movie ?, I'm not sure, I don't even know the name. I haven't sat down and watched a movie in should I say months. Watching television isn't necessarily my favorite pastime, so I'm finding it hard to concentrate, besides Felix seems to be enjoying whatever's happening. His eyes have been glued to the screen since the movie started. However, I'd have to say he's the main reason I can't seem to concentrate. He looks so sexy in that silk robe and I've been stealing quick glances at the pretty blonde and gosh his side profile is perfect. The way he focuses on the screen while nibbling on some popcorn every now and then is so adorable. I'm glad he looks comfortable now, his mood was a bit sulky earlier on and that scared me for a moment. Today is supposed to be all about him. The teddy bear, the picnic, the ice cream parlor and lastly ending the night off at my place where we just chill and watch a movie. I want to show him that I'm interested in him and not just his body. I've never planned a day for someone other than myself. It was difficult to think about the things that he likes or would like. Since I don't know much about him, to begin with. Still, it was the least I could do after hurting him last week. It wasn't smart of me to not reach out to him after that night, after his first time. I don't really have an excuse for my actions, just that I needed to get my thoughts together about him, and by the time I did, a whole week had passed. Also, I didn't have it in me to face him after what I did. How could I look him in the eyes after jerking off at the sight of his little black skirt ?. Which is why, to take my mind off things, I decided to go to the club with Minho, but I arrived too early and there I saw Felix. I have to admit I reacted without thinking and if I'm honest that was probably one of my weakest moments. When I saw Felix dancing with that guy, something in me snapped. I didn't like how close their bodies were and the way that guy kept touching him. No doubt they would have gone home together and I don't even want to think about another person besides me fucking him. I've come to accept this possessiveness I feel towards him.

I turn my head to the side again, to steal one more glance at him and my heart stops. Our eyes lock, he's not looking at the screen. We stare at each other, silent, his expression blank.

"What's wrong ?" I ask him softly. Was I thinking out loud?

He turns completely, facing his body toward me. His robe slips off one side of his shoulder and I swallow hard. What's happening?

"What are we ?"

I stare at him unblinking, trying to process what he had just asked. "What do you mean ?" I blurt out, feeling my heartbeat quicken.

"You...us...are we friends?" He asks, whispering only the last word. His eyes don't leave mine and my heart pounds against my chest. He only stares at me, clearly waiting for an answer to his question. I take in a deep breath. Talk about a way to catch me off guard. "That's—what do you want us to be ?" I finally respond, keeping my voice calm.

He leans closer and I don't move an inch. My eyes dart to his exposed shoulder and then his eyes. Those angelic brown eyes. "I don't want us to be just friends," he says quietly.

"Oh" I lick my lips "Why is that ?."

I see his body stiffen. I must be dreaming. I can't believe what I'm hearing right now. Is he even aware of what he's saying?

"Today at the ice cream shop-" his lips pinch together in a hard line and then he continues. "That girl...she kept flirting with you...I didn't like that" he finishes. His eyebrows furrowed at the same time.

Well, this is unexpected. I didn't know he could be this honest. He's talking a little more than usual, not to mention how he keeps maintaining eye contact. Something he doesn't normally do. I look at his glass, seeing that it's empty. Is he drunk? I laugh to myself, that fast?. This wine isn't even that strong.