Safe- Lee felix/ stray kids Mafia Ff

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⚠️TW⚠️

Their hands were cold on my leg. Even though I was exhausted, I still kept trying to get away, no use, the chains and the pillar didn't allowed too much movement. I could feel the knife going from my feet up to my tights, my eyes forced to open with the sharp pain.

-Please stop -I cried again- I don't know anything, they don't tell me anything.

-Well sweetie, I don't believe in you- the man said putting the knife away and putting his hand on the cut instead. - Besides, playing with you is too much fun.

⚠️END OF TW⚠️

I jolted awake. Its just a nightmare. Sleeping again wasn't a option. 3am. How ironic. Walking around should be good. The house was silent, everyone was sleeping.
By the stairs I could see the kitchen light on. Maybe it's Chan, he'll scold me but he is one to talk, his insomnia gets the best of him sometimes.

As i got closer i could see that it wasnt my brother, but Felix, he was sitting on the kitchen island, a cup of water and a cake in front of him.

-Can't sleep? - I asked going to the fridge

-Not really, thinking about some stuff, you? - he asked and took a sip of his cup.

-Nightmares - I sat near him poring water for myself, trying to hide the shaking.

-I don't bite, you know that right? - he pointed at my shaking hand. -I can leave if you want.

-NO. Sorry, you don't need to. The nightmare really wasn't great. I enjoy your company- I said and took a deep breath to help me stop shaking.

He laughed.

-That's ironic giving how you are avoiding me- he was turned to me- if you regret the kiss, it's alright, I mean we were both drunk so

-That's not what I meant- I cut him off- and look who's talking, Mr. I can't play today I have work on your day off.

We both laugh.

-This got so complicated- he run his fingers in his hair- I can't say I didn't feel something with the kiss because that would be lying, but I can't say I did because then we get awkward around each other and I don't know what is worse.

I blink at him. What did he feel?

-You felt something? - I half whisper

-You didn't? - I could see the way his eyes saddened.

-I DID. -I yelled- sorry, I did it's just I didn't think YOU did. I mean, you said it, we were drunk I don't know- I trail off feeling my cheeks burn. Shit, stupid.

He looks back at me and a smirk appears in the corner of his mouth and he comes closer.

-Well, we aren't drunk anymore. We could try it and see it for ourselves. - He was too close for comfort. I freeze. - Only if you want to of course.

-Yeah okay- I say, completely lost in his brown eyes and his husky voice.

He put a hand on the back of my chair, making me trapped between him and the table. I could feel his body warmth as we leaned closer. His soft lips brushed against mine and I connected them, it was a slow kiss, like two teenagers who just got their first kiss, trying to figure out what to do. His arm moved from my chair to my waist pulling me closer, his touch was like electricity from my waist and going all over my body, I held the back of his neck, opening my mouth and connecting our tongues. What started slow was quickly becoming heated, we separated for air, still holding to each other, eyes closed and foreheads touching. I opened my eyes slowly, like coming out of a dream, I saw him, flushed cheeks, eyes half opened, lips red and panting. I probably looked the same. When our eyes connected, we laughed.