𝐄𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐦; 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐱

39‣ 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚

"He was my best friend-our friend"

Hyunjin sounds bitter, the words rolling off his tongue with much courage and they leave a repugnant taste afterward, but Felix can hear the sadness lurking beneath them too loudly. His eyes are fixated on the blond man as he clears his throat and looks down at the bed, trying to avoid the heaviness in Felix's gaze. Hyunjin would have elaborated but the atmosphere was thick enough as it was and he was not sure he could go on, and Felix didn't need him to, the blue-haired understood everything perfectly, the conversation they had in the forest suddenly started making so much more sense

His eyes shifted from Hyunjin and down to his lap, piecing the puzzles together. The friend Seonghwa spread lies to was Jungkook, the friend who didn't believe Hyunjin was Jungkook, and the friend he had met years after at a party and then never after-until recently, was also Jungkook. It all made perfect sense now, why the two had behaved the way they did back when Hyunjin had come to drop off Felix's phone

Felix didn't need Hyunjin to elaborate because with all the information he had given him, and all that he had lived through first-hand, knowing the men separately and then meeting them together as well, it was simple enough to complete this puzzle. Hyunjin's sigh is what breaks the silence as he clears his throat and looks up at the blue-haired, waiting for some sort of reaction but Felix only hums when he turns and looks at him, leaning backward into the headboard of the magnificent bed, his legs were spread straight in front of him and his back was up against the bed, neck poised to stare at Hyunjin and the man met his gaze back

no one said a word, Felix kept his silence and Hyunjin kept his too, just two confused souls staring at each other with no direction where to go from here. Felix licks his lips, listens to how loud the thousands of questions in his mind are, and decides it wouldn't kill to ask one. "Hyunjin, can I ask you something?" His voice is gentle, and so is the way he speaks with it and Hyunjin feels comforted at the familiarity in it, the lilt of softness. He nods his head, finding no danger in the way Felix speaks

"How did you get into this? The...underworld?"

Using the words Hyunjin has used, Felix states his question rather hesitantly, unaware of how one is supposed to play around with such a situation or query. He doesn't feel uneasy or scared asking, his safety isn't threatened by the sharpness in Hyunjin's eyes but he's surely worried about making Hyunjin uncomfortable. His eyes are curious but he tries not to look too inquisitive as Hyunjin stills in his stance, staring back at him like the rate of his heartbeat just dropped. Felix notices the quick look of shock on his face before the man clears his throat and looks down at the sheen of his black shoes

"Bequeathment"

The words slipped past his tongue smoothly just as he had practiced them in his mind, his heart was going pitter-patter in his chest and he was finding it hard to breathe properly. The question isn't as dramatically charged as Hyunjin's mind tells him it is and he doesn't know how he should be acting right now, the tinge of nervousness hasn't let go of him when all he wants is to run from it. After having nothing to lose, suddenly coming to a place where you can lose something that means so much to you usually leaves you breathless and that is Hyunjin's state currently

"Oh," Felix doesn't have a whole lot to say, and learning that Hyunjin's entire family might or might not be a bunch of murderers is not the best feeling either. Felix would have had more thoughts to be wondered and dissected had Hyunjin not looked up and stared him dead in the eye "Does that change things?" Hyunjin doesn't want to ask this, not so rapidly and with so much weight in his tone but he's dying and he needs to know before the terpidation kills him. Felix pales for a second, his heartbeat matching Hyunjin's this time as he stares back into his eyes