Steal His Heart - Hyunlix

Sleep Here

"Have fun!" Jisung sang once Hyunjin parked the bike, running back inside right away. 

Hyunjin took off his helmet and sighed. "Goddammit Jisung..." He mumbled to himself at the sight. Felix was beautiful. Too beautiful to expect anybody, let alone Jeongin, to not try and shoot their shot at his Angel.

Felix walked up to him with a smile. "Is Jisung dead? He said you were gonna kill him.." He smirked.

"Six feet under wouldn't even do it justice, Angel.." the older sighed with a dreamy look.

Felix blushed lightly and continued to walk towards the bike that was now a couple steps behind Hyunjin.

"And the scent..? Oooh Han is lucky he went inside." The artist teased through gritted teeth as the smell of Felix's perfume hit his nose.

The younger looked back at him with a cheeky smile and got on the back of the bike.

"Wait.. stand up for a second? I have something for you." Hyunjin smiled.

Felix shot him a confused look before swinging his leg off of the bike.

Hyunjin raised up the seat and took out a helmet. A baby blue helmet, to be exact.

Felix looked at it with a bright smile and took it like it was precious. "You got a second one?"

Hyunjin nodded and almost melted at the soft eyes his muse was giving him.

"Well, I'm claiming this one then!" Felix beamed as he placed the helmet on his head. Hyunjin reached out and helped him adjust it with the gentlest of touches.

"Shall we?" The older mused as he swung his leg over the bike and put on his own helmet.

Felix immediately pressed against his back and got comfortable, giving a gentle rub to his stomach. He bit back a smile and started the engine, relishing in the tightening of Felix's hold at the sound.

The short five minute ride back to his apartment was comfortable and familiar.

When they pulled into the parking lot, Hyunjin locked up the bike and led the way to the door.

When Felix stepped inside the apartment, it felt completely different. There was a comfort to it. A familiarity. A feeling of safety rather than the previous nervousness.

Hyunjin's art corner was still set up, but the stack of canvases, bottles of paint, and basket of brushes were no longer surrounding it like a barrier. Everything felt more open.

He was pulled out of his observations when he felt a hand on his lower back.

Hyunjin was looking at him as if he was waiting for a response.

"..what..?" Felix asked nervously, hoping he didn't just miss an entire conversation.

Hyunjin chuckled lightly with a smile. "I asked if you were hungry? I can make you something."

"Oh! You don't have to do that." Felix shook his head.

"That wasn't the question, Angel."

Felix blushed slightly at the intense look and nodded his head this time, knowing that eventually his stomach would give it away.

Hyunjin looked at him with softer eyes. "Was that so hard?" He teased.

Felix glared at him. "Yes." He mumbled rebelliously.

Hyunjin sighed endearingly. "Why?"

"I don't want to add things for you to worry about anytime I'm around." The younger pouted.