Voices we listen | Hyunlix

Hold tighter

Chapter 20

Hold tighter

POV Felix

-Aren't u going to take helmet?

I asked him.

-I have only one. And we need u brain to work clear.

He said as he started the machine.

-I thought it would be red.

I said and he laughed again.

-I like blue more.

-Liar.

He got the message and winked to me as the answer of the argument we had together.

-Then what is my favourite colour?

He asked me as we left the parking lot. He speeded up and I analysed him again, getting the answer.

We left Seoul and he speeded more as his his was freely getting out of hands.

He crushed through the air and held into him tighter, not to get his by the side sign, he made sharp edges touching the ground with the glove and I felt he was a pro. The touches where destroying the material on his hands but he didn't care much.

We arrived to a small house covered by the trees. It was peaceful hidden place in the middle of nowhere.

-U don't have a favourite colour.

I said and he looked at me with a slight smile.

-U actually hate them, but there is one thing u love and u don't mind red.

-What is it?

He asked parking the motorbike in front of the house.

-Blood, but if it would be black u would prefer black colour.

I smiled and left him alone going close to the house.

It had big windows and wooden walls, a pretty dream of every rich guy in his 50th to own.

He had other reasons to own it all.

It was some kind of a spiritual place he could be himself for some time.

-Yoga retreat?

I sarcastically laughed at him last the poor excuse for the neighbour he did and he laughed at me.

-I would like to tell her the truth but she laughed at me telling my jokes were good for such a young male.

He winked at me and I smiled as we entered the house as it looked so ideal and minimalistic, the cosy empty rooms with minimum of furniture and big space.