JUSTICE | seunglix (ft. 2min)

chapter three :: minho-ssi, who are you?

Seungmin willingly let himself be dragged into this. 

He let his guard down. Willingly.

He didn't know why, but Felix had something in him. Something in him that made Seungmin feel secure about himself around him. He felt safe around Felix. He felt comfortable with Felix. He felt as if he could trust Felix. 

And so he did. 

And he let himself willingly be dragged to Felix's home.  For the first time. 

"Welcome home, Seungmin!!" Felix grinned, opening the door wide open for Seungmin as he toyed with the keys.

Seungmin tried to not let his jaw drop to the floor, which really wasn't working because Felix chuckled at him and grabbed his hands, pulling him inside.

"Come on, you're here for the first time. I'll show you my room!" He said, and Seungmin chuckled, "Sure, can I sit here for a bit, though? We kinda walked 3 kilometres so -"

"Oh shit right." The latter blurt. "Seungminie, you wait here, I'll go get drinks from the kitchen!"

And before Seungmin could reply, Felix was off running somewhere in the massive house.

Seungmin sighed and turned away from where the latter disappeared and looked around the house. Large windows, pristine white furnishings, a plush ivory sofa, matching armchairs with faux fur throws, a luxurious white rug, a marble fireplace, sleek white shelving, shimmering accent pillows, a mirrored coffee table, and a crystal chandelier.

He didn't know whether he was dirtying the sofa or not. It looked too precious to be sat on.

A minute or two passed by, Seungmin got up and observed his surroundings. On the shelving near the television, was placed a photograph. Seungmin's eyebrows furrowed as he neared over to it.

A man. A woman. Two little boys.

A family portrait of the Lee family.

He smiled, seeing little Felix. Felix seemed to have never lost that bright smile, he resembles his dad quite a lot. Seungmin thought, he puckered his lips and turned his eyes over to the other boy.

Lee Minho.

Sixteen. Homeschooled. Has a weird obsession with cats and loves to cook for some reason.

Felix's words played back in his head again.

Lee Minho seemed to have more of his mother's features.

His eyes squinted.

Huh.

Seungmin's gaze instinctively fell on a small black opening in the corner of the white frame. His breathing faltered, and he looked away casually.

A camera.

Seungmin looked at the photo for about five seconds more before turning his gaze to a huge photo above the shelves.

It was Mr. Lee shaking hands with another man whom Seungmin couldn't identify.

He frowned a little, finding it a little weird.

Why would they put a random man on such a huge frame?

He thought for a while, it must be someone important.

Seungmin then looked away from the frame, turning around to look away.

His eyes widened.

"Hello to you too. "

There stood a young man before him, feline eyes, a button nose, the lips shape he couldn't identify as the latter was now flicking his hands over his face.