To Be Loved... (BOOK 1)

Darkness To Light

"Felix!" I laughed uncontrollably, feeling as if my brain wasn't connected to my body. I was, without a doubt, fully intoxicated. "Come here, beautiful." His head darted up by the new nickname, looking as if he was going to melt. He was only three feet away from me, but I wanted him to be closer. I don't want anyone touching him. "You okay?" I smiled as he put his arms up in front of me, then nodded sweetly. "Oh." I laughed, realizing what he wanted. Even though I felt like I could barely stand on my own two feet, I made an attempt to pick him up and hold him in my arms. Luckily, I lifted him with ease and secured his body close to mine. "This what you wanted?" I laughed again as he smiled and nodded. I walked us over to the living room where there was a free spot on the couch. He rested his head on my shoulder as I started to rub his back.

"Jinnie," he said in a sweet tone, "my head is spinning."

"Do you wanna go lay down?"

Out of nowhere, I spotted Wooyoung coming towards me with his phone in his hand.

"You'll thank me later." He smiled as he took a picture of me and Felix, then tried to run away before body slamming into Kim Hongjoong and spilling his drink all over him.

"Oh fuck." I whispered.

"What?" Felix picked his head up, looking as if he had fallen asleep.

"Don't worry about it, Lixie. Lay back down." He sluggishly nodded and rested his head back down. I wish I could do something, but I'm really hoping this doesn't escalate and that he can take care of himself.

"Wooyoung, what the fuck!" Hongjoong shouted. A lot of eyes were turned to them and I started to sweat.

"Hongjoong, I'm so sorry." He panicked.

"Really? Are you?" Hongjoong splashed the rest of the drink in Wooyoung's face. I couldn't let this happen.

"Babe, can you-" I tried to say to Felix until a savior appeared.

"What the fuck are you doing?" San came storming in and pushed Hongjoong away. I noticed that Yeonjun and Changbin walked in together right after. They must've watched the scene play out and went to get San.

"Hey, don't fucking touch me." Hongjoong pushed San back. Felix tried to lift his head up again, but I gently pushed it back down. I didn't want him seeing this.

Wooyoung seemed too in shock to intervene. If anything, he looked like he was trying not to cry.

San grabbed Hongjoong by the shirt and punched him in the face. The people around us were getting louder, encouraging the fight.

"Hey!" Minho finally ran in and forcibly pushed the two apart. "You," he yelled, looking in Hongjoong's direction, "let's go." He gripped onto his shoulder and navigated him through everyone as the people steered clear. Drunk teens were cheering as if a hardened criminal was getting thrown in jail for good.

I looked around for Wooyoung and realized he must've disappeared once Minho interjected. San was looking around for him too. I felt guilty being a bystander, but I knew that San would be an okay choice to take my place for the night.

Minho rushed back inside and spotted me and Felix.

"Is he okay?" He panicked, putting a hand on Felix's back. I love how this had nothing to do with his brother, but that's just how Minho is.

I nodded. "He pretty much slept through all of that. Can I take him to his room?"

He took a sigh of relief. "Follow me."

I used every ounce of strength I possibly had within me to lift us up without falling over. Thankfully Minho saw me struggling and pushed me up from behind so I was able to keep Felix in my arms. I followed him through the crowd of people and walked upstairs into his room.

"Can I stay with him tonight?"

"You don't wanna go back downstairs?"

"Why would I? I have to make sure he's okay."

"Good answer." Minho smirked, seemingly trying to test me. "My room is down the hall on the left if there's anything you need later. I'll come in to check on you guys soon."

"Okay." I nodded, taking Felix's shoes off.

"Hyunjin?"

"Yeah?" I looked at Minho who had a softer expression than usual.

"Thank you," he began, "for being good to him. Yongbokie hasn't always had it easy so I worry sometimes. But I know you'll treat him well."

I was touched by his words. I was happy he thought I was deserving of his little brother. Especially with how protective he is.

"I promise I'll take good care of him." He backed off the wall and went to leave the room. "You finally gonna drink now?" I smiled.

"Yes." He smiled back before quickly closing the door.

I looked back at Felix who was still fast asleep. I didn't want to wake him, but I also didn't want him to sleep in his clothes. I sighed in defeat knowing what I had to do.

"Felix?" I whispered, shaking him lightly. "Felix, wake up." He groaned a little, turning his body away from me. "Felix," I leaned over and kissed his temple, "do you wanna put pajamas on?" He groaned again. "Yes?" He just nodded. "Okay, baby." I kissed his head before getting off his bed. I didn't want to snoop through his things, but he's kind of leaving me no choice right now. I went through every drawer until I found one with pajama pants for him to wear. When I turned back around, he was sitting up with his shirt off. I lightly gasped and dropped the pants on the ground like an idiot. Quickly, I picked them up hoping he didn't see and walked over to him. "Here you go." Felix took them and nodded as a thank you. I turned around, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable; except I heard him stifle a laugh before he tapped on my back. I turned around to see him changed into the pants still without a shirt on. I thought my knees were going to give out. If there was anything I wasn't expecting, it was a rock solid six pack.

"You okay?" His voice was slightly hoarse from waking up. The deep tone only made it ten times more attractive.

"Yeah." I whispered, still staring.

"Did you bring pajamas?"

"No," I shook my head, attempting to snap out of the trance his body had put me in, "I was just going to sleep in this." Felix looked me up and down then shook his head.

"No, that can't be comfortable." He led me to his closet by using his entire hand to hold my pointer finger. I thought I was going to faint, I couldn't believe how cute he was. "Here, these are a little big on me so they'll be longer." He handed me a pair of pajama pants to sleep in. "Do you need a shirt?"

"Yeah." I felt somewhat embarrassed by my answer. I didn't like the way I looked with my shirt off. I was super skinny with a typical flat stomach and prominent collar bones. No super visible abs, no pecs. I got a decent V-line but that's not enough to feel comfortable without a shirt. He handed me one of his baggier shirts and turned around the same as I did before. I smiled at his actions before changing out of my clothes. Once I was ready to sleep, I tapped his shoulder. "Do you have any blankets?" I awkwardly asked.

"Do you need extra?" He was confused.

"No, no. To sleep on the ground." I mumbled. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything by staying in the bed with you."

He looked at me like I was crazy, then led me by my pointer finger again to the right side of the bed. He pulled the covers away, pushed me and laid me down, then threw the blanket over my body. I laughed at his assertiveness as he walked on his side of the bed and got underneath as well. He kept the lamp light on to see me and moved as close as he possibly could. To get more comfortable, he put his right leg over me and rested his head on my chest with his arm on my stomach.

"Sleep on the ground." He mocked. "Unbelievable." He gave me an aggressive peck on the cheek, then laid his head back down.

"God, you're so cute." I laughed.

In that moment, I felt like the luckiest person in the entire world.