Love Darts | Minlix

Chapter 5 - Petal

Felix ran after Minho who was already speed walking away from the park. It took a little before he eventually got right behind the elder who surprisingly walked really fast.

"Hyung! Where are you going?" Felix tried to talk to the older, but he just kept walking straight ahead, which left Felix confused.

Why was Minho more upset about Eunwoo then he was himself?

Felix tried to talk to the other a couple more times, but failed, so he settled for just following the older wherever he was going. He knew the other was upset so he didn't want to leave him alone, and as much as Felix told himself it wasn't the time, it gave him an opportunity to be alone with Minho so he took it.

They walked around for 10 minutes in silence until they made it into their town. They walked by shops and cafes and Felix couldn't help but peer inside every store they saw. While they passed another store which had an alleyway connected to the side of it, Felix once again peered into the window, but squealed a little in surprise when he felt a hand wrap around his wrist and pull him into the alleyway.

He didn't even have enough time to blink before he was pinned against the brick wall with his hands behind his back and his back against the wall. He felt fear creeping up inside him, but it disappeared as soon as it came when he looked up and locked eyes with Minho's deep ones.

He couldnt bring himself to look anywhere else except at the others eyes. It was like the longer he looked, the deeper they got, and he was completely captivated. As much as he didn't want to break this moment, he was still currently pinned on the wall with his brother's best friend holding him, so he felt like he didn't really have a choice.

Felix's P.O.V

"Minho hyung? Whats wrong?"

I couldn't bring myself to speak anything above a whisper. He was so close to my face that if I craned my neck just a little more, our noses would touch.

He looked a little taken back by the question, but as soon as he realized he was still holding me, he quickly let go of my hands and took a step back. I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss the warmth his hands provided on my wrists.

He cleared his throat before speaking,
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to grab you like that, it just kinda happened. Are you okay?"

He spoke with an edge to his voice, but I could still hear the softness in the underline of it.

"It's okay, I get it. I'm fine, but are you okay? You seem upset and we're ignoring me this whole time."

I couldn't help but take a step forward to be a little closer to him. It's like I had strings attached to every part of my body that we're always pulling me towards him.

"I'm fine. I'm sorry I ignored you, I was just mad about Eunwoo. He shouldn't have done that to you, and it's my fault for inviting him. I always forget how much of an asshole he is. But he didn't hurt you right?"

Minho looked me up and down, seemingly checking for any kind of injuries or anything that would allow him to go back and mess up the asshole at the park.

"No, I'm okay, really. I'm sorry, its my fault. If I didn't come to the park with you guys, then that whole thing wouldn't have happened. I'm sorry, I should've just stayed home."

I couldn't help but let my face fall, and I settled for looking at the floor. I felt bad. It was my fault that it happened, and if I had just stayed home, then Minho and everyone else could still be at the park having fun with each other.

I stood there feeling horrible, but I was ripped out of my thoughts when I felt a hand grab my jaw, and yank my head upwards. I looked up to find Minho already looking at me, with what looked like anger in his eyes.

Was he always this close to me or did he step closer?

"Nothing is your fault petal. You did nothing wrong. It's not your fault that Eunwoo can't control his temper or attitude, and it's certainly not your fault for ruining other people's fun. That was all his doing. I'm glad you came. In fact, I'd be more upset if you stayed home. So don't even start to blame your pretty little self, okay?"

Minho delivered every word while keeping straight eye contact, and I couldn't bring myself to look anywhere else.

When I didn't answer him however, his hand on my jaw tightened a little more, while he leaned a little closer to my face.

"Okay?!"

He asked again, but this time more demanding.

"Okay," I whispered.

"Good, now let's go back to your house. Chan's probably back now, and wondering where we are."

He spoke while letting go of my jaw, and taking a step back. Just as he was about to turn around, I couldn't help but throw my arms around his neck, asking for a hug.

He somehow always knew just what to say to make me feel better, and it only made me fall for him even harder.

He wasted no time in sliding his hands around my waist, while pulling me closer, his grip impossibly tight, while putting his head on top of mine. I tightened my arms around his neck a little more, and rested my head in the crook of his neck, while breathing in his cologne. His scent always made me dizzy.

God, I can never get enough of him, no matter how many times I think I'm full.