37‣ 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙨𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙙

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"Sir! There has been trouble, someone bombed the entrance and now they're inside the manor!"

Hyunjin has always been good at sensing danger, it was almost like a part of him. Wherever peril was around, he could feel it thrumming in his veins. Courtesy of that, he was rarely ever in trouble. When you are the lord of the underworld, danger starts existing as a part of you and Hyunjin was quicker to accept it than most. Yet, somehow, these days he has been far too distracted and too much trouble had spilled itself before him

he hadn't been thinking clearly, his strategies have been rusty, his attacks have been non-existent and his enemies have seemed to figure out his weak spots, his kryptonite. Hyunjin had been lacking ever since Felix had come around and it was quite obvious, with his work no longer being the pivoting point of his attention, things ought to spiral into madness.

And now here he stood, with every inch of him set ablaze with anger because how did he not know? who dared step onto his property and attack his forces? threaten his safety and act like they have the upper hand? And why was Hyunjin oblivious to all of those things as if they didn't even exist? If it were any other time, he'd already be running to dissolve whatever mess this was (which would have never existed, in the first place) but right now, he's more concerned about something else, the very kryptonite that caused all of this; Felix

the breath in his lungs freezes when he doesn't take any more than a second and spins around, dropping his gaze on Felix before looking behind him towards the windows. "Lock the windows" The command slips his tongue so fast it has the guards glitching in real-time before they're running to lock the windows. Felix stands still, staring at Hyunjin with horror on his face, watching him take out his gun in slow motion and yell orders at his men

"Where the fuck is Minho? Jeongin? Any fucking one?!"

Felix doesn't hear what he's saying but by the veins on his neck, it seems he's using all too much force to say those words, time's slipping far his reach and his heart is in his throat, no sense of what is happening and he's already growing sick of this feeling of lack of knowledge and he doesn't even realize it. Hyunjin loads his gun with grace as though he is not holding a lethal weapon but a rose "Keep the fucking doors locked, you protect him with your life and death," Hyunjin is taking two quick steps back, glancing at the men behind Felix and not at the blue-haired who's frozen

"If I see so much so as a scratch on him,"

The threat doesn't need to be completed because his eyes say more than his words will, making the men quiver in their place as they nod their heads solemnly. Hyunjin exhaled a breath, knowing panic was no resort right now as he tried to untighten the knots in his stomach and dropped his eyes on Felix, who looked so terrified his soul might have just left his body and Hyunjin had never hated himself more. Before Hyunjin knows it, he's retracing the steps he took backward and walking toward the latter, placing a hand on the side of Felix's face with his breath held

"Stay here, no matter what happens, pretty, you stay here"

Hyunjin whispers like he's made of dread, like he's begging, and lets his forehead attach with Felix's, with no regard to the gravity of this situation, the fact that there were intruders bombing his manor, this felt more important to him. Felix's gleaming eyes look up at him and everything in Hyunjin wants to die, his own are laced with worry unlike seconds ago when he was filled with rage and omnipotence. Hyunjin knew time was running out and he needed to leave

so with all the courage he could gather he detached their foreheads and stepped back, fighting the urge to place a kiss on Felix's forehead because he knew he'd be crossing a boundary, and even if there was a dagger piercing the sphere of their safety, he'd still remember Felix's comfort and his limits. His hand drops from Felix's face and he can hear the softness of his skin slip away

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