Felix x Skz one shots ||Bottom Felix

Hyunjin x Felix

TW: Smut
Pairing: Hyunjin x felix
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Felix tried to hold off for as long as possible.

It was their routine, when life got too much, when it got too stressful, when it started to drown Felix, started to weigh him down.

He would message Hyunjin, and Hyunjin would come to him, would help him.

But Felix tried to hold off, for as long as possible.

He didn't know why he did that-- Hyunjin was always perfect and eager, wanting to help his Angel , wanting to kiss Felix , to touch him and whisper sweet things into the younger's ears, but Felix always held off until it was near breaking point, until his ribs felt like they were cracking beneath the pressure, until he could barely breathe.

Felix liked it, he guessed, being so weak, being broken enough for Hyunjin to remedy him.

And it was time, he couldn't take it much longer.

Felix texted with shaking fingers, typos auto-correcting themselves quickly, tears spilling down his cheeks.

Hyunnie, can you come to me?

He sniffled pathetically and wiped at his eyes, so wet and sore, chest heaving as he held his screen against it. There was a vibration, a ding, a reply from Hyunjin, and Felix knew that he would be here in a heartbeat, so he didn't need to check. He only needed to wait.

And when Hyunjin appeared, bursting through the door with his wild hair and his wide, glittering eyes, Felix shuddered and curled into himself, sobbing hard into his knees, his desk chair cradling his shaking frame.

"Felix," Hyunjin was before him in an instant, kneeling to be close, warm hands finding Felix's cheeks, cupping him softly. "Lixie, don't cry."

"S-sorry," Felix hiccuped, letting Hyunjin's thumb away a stray tear, eyes screwed shut in shame. Even though Hyunjin saw him cry often, when things got too much, it was still embarrassing.but--

"Stop."

Felix opened his eyes, and Hyunjin was looking at him with worry, adoration, admiration, the stars in his eyes full of it all, and Felix clutched at his chest, heaving, so overwhelmed because he felt it all too.

He loved Hyunjin , and Hyunjin  loved him, but it was still too much sometimes.

Everything was too much sometimes.

"Stop thinking," Hyunjin  whispered, slipping his hands from Felix's tear-streaked cheeks downwards, to hold his Angel better, to slide him from the chair and into Hyunjin's strong arms. "Stop thinking Lix , it's okay. It's okay."

"I fucked up--"

"No, you didn't, you never do," and Hyunjin was kissing him now, the crown of his head, the tips of his ears, his fingers and his pink nose, and Felix couldn't help but whimper from it. "Angel, it's okay, stop thinking, I've got you."

Felix curled into Hyunjin's chest, taking in the scent of fabric softener and perfume, something cotton-y and sweet, something so very Hyunjin. Like home, like comfort, forcing Felix's heart to slow, a calm washing through him on every inhale. He gripped into the fabric of Hyunjin's hanbok, navy and soft, and stilled.

It was so nice here, wrapped in Hyunjin's arms, so small, treated to delicately, and felix  blinked up now, staring into warm brown eyes, saying nothing.

He never had to say what he wanted, what he needed--  Hyunjin  always knew, and Hyunjin always gave.

"So pretty,"Hyunjin's voice was deep, husky, almost tired, but not quite. "Lixie, you're so pretty."