addicted [hyunho]

[14] making room for something new

-making room for something new-

Minho's hands rested on Hyunjin's waist while the other's arms were wrapped around his neck loosely. Their lips were connected in a deep kiss, moving at a fast pace, while Hyunjin freely let out moans, that were muffled by Minho's mouth.

When Minho pulled away, Hyunjin whined. "I knew red was your color." He mumbled against the younger's lips. His fingertips slid over the fabric of Hyunjin's outfit, even though he wasn't wearing much.

"Hyung, please." Hyunjin tried pressing himself even closer to Minho, but it wasn't physically possible. Then the brunette turned them around, spreading Hyunjin's legs and sitting between them to observe his almost naked body.

"You look so pretty with those clothes." He whispered, carefully touching Hyunjin's burning skin. Hyunjin's eyes rolled back when Minho's fingertips got closer to where he needed them. "But I think you're even prettier without them."

Leaning down, he kissed Hyunjin again, his nails digging into his skin, leaving marks, before sliding off the fabric.

...

Felix was nervous to see Jisung. It was normal for him to visit him in his office every day, but after Jisung had assumed that Minho was cheating on him, he hadn't been able to stop thinking about it. Especially after what happened after that.

He had evidence now, and still his mind was telling him that all of this was just a huge misunderstanding. His teeth sank into his bottom lip, but he didn't even notice how he almost started bleeding. He was too stressed to notice anything around him.

So when he ran into Jisung on his way to his office, he stumbled back from their collision. Jisung managed to quickly catch him before he could fall. "Fuck, I'm sorry." He held onto Felix's waist tightly, not letting go, even after helping him stand up straight again. "Are you hurt?"

Only then Felix lifted his head, daring to meet Jisung's concerned gaze. Felix was hurt, but not physically. Shaking his head, the younger noticed how his own lips quivered, just like the rest of his body.

Jisung frowned when he saw the tears running down Felix's face and he softly wiped them away. Felix hadn't even noticed the salty taste resting heavily on his tongue. Jisung's expression softened as he held Felix's face in his hands.

He hated to see him like this and he feared what the reason for his tears was. A name immediately came to his mind and he was sure it had something to do with Felix's boyfriend.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Felix loved this about Jisung. Instead of pushing him to talk about his feelings, he asked him if he even wanted to and Felix knew even if he said no, Jisung would still do anything to cheer him up.

But Felix didn't have the intention of avoiding a conversation with him. Nodding, he prepared himself to talk, even though he knew his voice would be shaking. "I think you were right."

It was the first time since he had seen the chat of Hyunjin and Minho yesterday, that he said it out loud. That he didn't try to defend Minho in any way. He hadn't accepted the truth yet, but he was closer to it than before.

Leading them to his office, Jisung sat down and pulled Felix with him, who cuddled into his side immediately. "It was horrible, Ji. I don't even know where to start." Now Felix started sobbing.

He felt the stinging pain in his chest, as if a knife pierced through his skin, tearing it apart. And he knew the one, who threw the knife was Minho. The problem was that Felix didn't want to see that part of the story.