addicted [hyunho]

[16] a plan

-a plan-

Felix had sworn himself to do anything to save his relationship with Minho. When he had thought about that, he had been in the comfort of Jisung's warm arms, that made him believe he could do anything. He had listened to his encouraging words and he had trusted his words.

Now he was sitting on the couch in his living room and it was so cold here, even though Minho was hugging him. It was so silent around them, that Felix could only hear his own heart beating against his ribcage nervously. He still didn't know how to start this conversation.

When he had come home, Minho had surprisingly been here already, sitting at the exact same spot, where their bodies were tangled now.

He had looked like he needed a hug and Felix was way too weak for Minho's sad eyes. He couldn't resist the urge to comfort him, even though he was the one who needed comfort.

Whatever had happened to Minho, it for sure wasn't as hard as what Felix was going through. At least Felix told himself that, to find the strength to push Minho a bit away from himself to look into his slightly red and tired eyes.

"What happened?" Felix's sweet voice echoed through the lifeless seeming room. His hand found Minho's cheek, caressing it softly.

No matter where this conversation would lead, it would be better than asking Minho about the messages he had seen.

Minho leaned into Felix's touch, moving forward to press a quick kiss onto his lips. It felt wrong to kiss his boyfriend. All of this only because he had allowed himself to fall into the endless hole of cheating on him.

"I had a long day."

That wasn't a lie, but it wasn't exactly the answer to Felix's question either. He was confused, sad and angry at himself for even starting with this.

And he was even more furious that he couldn't stop now. Why was it so hard to just not go over to Hyunjin after work? Why couldn't he normally watch a movie with his best friend without ending up in his bed?

"Do you- Do you want to just stay like this for a while?" Felix asked, needing more time to think about how he wanted to talk to Minho.

Nodding, Minho closed his eyes before leaning in again, his lips finding Felix's. He didn't know why he was doing it again, even though he felt so guilty for kissing Felix, after just having kissed Hyunjin.

But it almost felt as if he was apoligizing for what he was doing to him.

Felix didn't know why he let him do it. Wasn't he supposed to push him away and only accept the kiss after Minho had explained that all of this was a misunderstanding?

But it did feel good to pretend like nothing had happened at all and he had just woken up from a horrible nightmare.

Deepening the kiss, Felix leaned back on the couch, pulling Minho along with himself so that Minho was lying on top of him. Everything felt like it normally did.

Maybe if Felix just ignored the problem, he wouldn't have to face the consequences. When Minho ended up carrying him to their bedroom, still kissing him deeply and already removing his shirt, Felix told himself that Minho wouldn't do this if he was cheating on him.

So everything was alright. It had to be.

...

The next day, everything seemed different. Felix was sitting in a café with Jisung during their break and right now he tried holding onto the last bit of love he had for Minho.

He didn't know why he always fell back into believing Minho that everything was okay, that they didn't have any problems in their relationship. The realization hurt.