The morning sun cast a soft glow over the city as Hyunjin stood outside Felix's apartment building, his hand hovering over his phone. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the conversation he knew he had to have. It had been days since his return from the mission, and the weight of his deception lay heavy on his shoulders.Felix opened the door, his expression a mix of relief and concern as he saw Hyunjin standing there. "Hyunjin," he greeted softly, stepping aside to let him in.
Hyunjin entered cautiously, his gaze meeting Felix's with a mixture of guilt and longing. "Felix... I owe you an explanation," he began, his voice tinged with regret.
Felix closed the door behind them, his heart racing with a jumble of emotions. "Where have you been?" he asked quietly, his voice betraying the hurt that lingered beneath the surface.
Hyunjin hesitated, the weight of his words hanging in the air. "I... I had a flu," he lied, his jaw tight with unspoken remorse. "I couldn't call you... I wasn't able to."
Felix searched Hyunjin's eyes, a flicker of doubt crossing his features. "That's all?" he pressed, his tone tinged with skepticism.
Hyunjin nodded, his expression a mask of carefully crafted deception. "I'm sorry I worried you," he murmured, his voice laced with unspoken guilt.
Silence stretched between them, punctuated only by the distant hum of city life outside the window. Felix struggled to reconcile the Hyunjin before him-the one he had grown to care for deeply-with the shadowy figure who had disappeared without a trace.
"I missed you," Felix admitted softly, his voice thick with emotion. "I thought... I thought something had happened to you."
Hyunjin's heart clenched at Felix's words, a pang of guilt gnawing at him. He wanted desperately to tell Felix the truth-to shed the layers of deception and lay bare the complexities of his life. But fear held him back, fear of losing the fragile connection they had forged amidst the chaos of their intertwined worlds.
"I missed you too," Hyunjin replied quietly, his gaze dropping to the floor.
Felix stepped closer, the distance between them a palpable barrier that neither could breach. "Promise me you'll tell me if something like this happens again," he pleaded softly, his voice tinged with vulnerability.
Hyunjin nodded solemnly, his resolve faltering under Felix's unwavering gaze. "I promise," he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper.
They stood there in the quiet stillness of the room, the weight of unspoken truths hanging heavy in the air. Felix wanted to believe Hyunjin's words, to trust in the bond they had shared. But deep down, a seed of doubt lingered-a reminder of the shadows that loomed over their fragile connection.
As the day unfolded around them, Hyunjin found himself grappling with the consequences of his deception-the guilt that threatened to consume him and the fear of losing Felix's trust. He knew that someday soon, he would have to confront the shadows of his past, to lay bare the truths that had shaped his existence.
But for now, as Felix reached out tentatively, their fingers intertwining in a silent gesture of reassurance, Hyunjin allowed himself to believe-in the possibility of forgiveness, in the hope of a future where honesty could prevail over secrecy.
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