A "Perfect" life -Lee Felix centric

Fan Meet

Felix came to with spots clouding his vision for the second time that day, however this time his head was not resting comfortably on his leader's lap, but rather on the uncomfortable hardwood floor.

A harsh chill ran through Felix's body as he managed to push himself up carefully so that he was once again leaning against the side of his bed, the goosebumps running along his bare arms a stark contrast from his earlier overheating self.

Resting his head backwards onto his bed with a shaky breath, he felt a slight wetness on his cheek.

Felix reached up and found his fingers wiping away an almost dried tear trail from beneath his eye.

"When... did I cry?" he wondered out loud.

Suddenly he had a worrying thought and turned his head to the right, cursing under his breath as he did it a little too quickly and had to fight off the dizziness that threatened to overwhelm him once again.

The alarm clock to his right told him he had been passed out for almost forty-five minutes.

"Shit, I've never been out that long before, the others will be home soon" he said, voicing his realisation aloud.

He tried to pretend that the knowledge he had been unconscious for almost an hour didn't scare him.

He also tried to pretend he didn't feel a sick kind of satisfaction at the fact he had deprived his body so much, and worked so hard, that the effects were this severe.

He tried to pretend he didn't enjoy that he knew he was only getting sicker.

By the time the others got home close to a half hour later, Felix had showered, gotten dressed and plastered a false smile on his face to wipe away any evidence that the past hour had even happened.

A soft knock on his open door caused Felix to look away from the mirror in which he was doing his makeup as a desperate attempt to distract himself from the piece of toast sitting in his stomach, which he had forced himself to eat so he wouldn't pass out at the fan meeting that afternoon.

He put down onto the vanity, the lip liner he had been attempting to but failing to apply because of his shaking hands.

His eyes fell onto Hyunjin, who leant in the doorway with wet hair and a towel around his neck, evidently having just showered.

"How are you feeling Lix? Did you eat something?" he questioned.

"I did, I had a few pieces of toast and an apple, so I feel fine now". Not a complete lie for once, and truthful enough that after Hyunjin scanned his face, he nodded in acceptance.

"You want some help with that?" he asked Felix, gesturing to the makeup in front of him.

"...my hands are shaking too much, I can't do it myself", he relented, knowing he needed to have his makeup finished for the fan meet one way or another.

Taking his words as a yes, Hyunjin entered the room fully, walking over and picking up the lip liner before kneeling before Felix where he sat.

As the older's fingers brushed lightly against Felix's lips while he worked with his eyes focused on that same area, the youngers eyes were instead on all of Hyunjin.

His cheeks heated up slightly, thankfully covered by the foundation he had already applied, as he took in Hyunjin's wet hair that dripped down his neck, the scent of rose shampoo radiating from him, and the slight flush of his face -likely from the hot steam of the shower.

HYUNJIN "POV"

Hyunjin couldn't stop the blush that rose on his cheeks as he noticed the way Felix's gaze was fixed on him.