"Let's be lonely together"
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A lonely blonde and a rooftop.
An artist with an art block finds inspiration in him.
Secrets that linger around them.
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-Angst
-Fluf...
The day Felix had met his supposed 'soulmate', was the same day he was on a ledge, standing on a high building, looking down at the small people below. He didn'tknow what he was going to do, and he didn't mind any of the possible outcomes of whatever he planned.
He was alone, more or less. Jeongin was in some other country, Jisung was busy doing God knows what and Felix was left by himself. There were always days like this, where the blonde would be standing there, clueless.
As he stared along the night city, he didn't hear the door of the roof entrance, and he only noticed he wasn't alone when he felt a pair of arms pull him off of the ledge, his whole body landing on a stronger, more firm one.
"Are you okay?" The boy Felix landed on asked, though the blonde was far too shocked to even respond. "What were you thinking standing there?! Are you insane?!" The buff male worriedly scolded, pushing the boy's weight off of himself to kneel in front of the shocked boy.
"Uh..." was all Felix could muster out, too enchanted by the boy's handsome features to notice anything. That was until a cold breeze brushed on his face. "...yeah. Yeah, I'm...- I'm okay." He responded, and the male visibly relaxed his face.
The two stood up, and Felix tilted his head in curiosity at the male. "Are you new here?" He asked, and the boy smiled as he frantically nodded.
"Yeah, uh... I'm just here for new studies, and I went to this rooftop to smoke." He explained, and Felix returned the smile. "Cool."
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"Lix... Lixie you gotta wake up now." A soft voice slowly whispered him awake, as bony fingers that brushed through his soft blonde locks and untangled any knots. As Felix fluttered his heavy eyes open, he was greeted by a face resembling a painting.
As expected, because he was looking at Hyunjin, the painter boy.
When Hyunjin saw the freckled male's eyes open, a warm smile spread on his face, watching in adornment as he noticed the small pout on his face.
"Morning sunshine." Hyunjin giggled, looking at how Felix dumbly smiled at him.
"Mornin'." Felix mumbled back, caressing the brunette's bare back, drawing circular patterns on his back.
