𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵𝔂 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓼 || Hyunlix

LCL 8.

TW: Heavy language, mentions of sex.

HYUNJIN'S POV:

We finally made it to our destination. It was extremely dark and in a very random and unopened area. Minho and Jisung haven't arrived yet because he decided to be considerate for the first time in forever and drive carefully due to Jisung's anxiety.

I sat and waited in silence since Felix was asleep. Looking at his features, how beautiful of a person he really was. His face spoke perfection, as if he paid billions for every feature. Our hands still connected, thank goodness my car was cold I'd be a sweating mess.

I don't understand why he hates his freckles, it's probably one of my favorite things on him excluding his small hands. They feel so fragile, it makes me want to protect him even more.

I slowly move his hand up to my lips, giving it a small peck. He smells so good. Im probably being a simp right now, who can blame me.

He started to wake up and I quickly move his hand down and look away.

"Jinn-ah..." he mumbled in a small raspy voice.

His voice.....

His eyes slowly approached mine, a small grin held on his face. What is he doing?

"Did you kiss me, Jinnie?" His voice still raspy, he must've been tired from the road trip. It was so hot I barely processed that he asked me a question.

"Why would I do that?" I chuckled sheepishly before looking out the window ignoring the seductive look he was giving me. His hand approach the unbuttoned area on my shirt, peeling it back and revealing my tattoo which he began to trace with his finger.

I kinda shivered at the random touch giving him a confused look. He looked up at me and smiled. Seriously, Felix, what are you trying to do to me?

"I like it." He says looking at it for a while. I could see his eyes going lower, definitely looking at my abs if I'm not mistaken. His blush after looking down kind of gave it away.

"Thanks, pretty, I like yours as well."

"Which one?"

"Well, I honestly one seen one. If there's more I'd be glad to see them." He smirked at me, I was confused again. He always look at me this way. It makes me feel like I'm not understanding something.

"There's more, but that's something someone I'm in bed with will see." He says placing his head on my shoulder.

"On your dick?" I say quite unfiltered making him giggle, I found that cute obviously.

"No but it's pretty close." I hummed in response. The silence kind of killed me so I figured to keep the conversation going.

"So, what's your favorite tattoo?"

"Oh that's easy the one I have on my spine. It makes me feel sexy." He says, adding a small giggle at the end. I started to imagine what that would look like. Just the thought of the sight including his curved waist made my pants feel tighter. I was embarrassed, although he didn't noticed, clearing my throat and got onto my phone without saying anything else about it.

He looked up at me I didn't notice until I saw the light glaring from off his eyes and into my peripheral vision. I look down at him in confusion to why he were looking at me that way. Well he weren't really looking at me but at my lips.