King Of The Ring | Minlix

Chapter 9 - Fucked

Felix didn't know what the staircase to hell looked like but if he had to guess, it would look strikingly similar to the all black, steep stairs he was currently walking down to get to the bottom floor.

Felix knew this was a horrible idea. He was disobeying Chan's rules and wasn't even sure if he could make it to the door anyway. But his pride wouldn't let him back down so he continued to walk till his feet hit the ground.

Instantly he was rammed into from different angles by people pushing each other to get a better view at watching the matches. He stumbled but couldn't get very far since yet another person was in his way, making him slam into their back.

Felix steadied himself the best he could, though it was quite hard considering there were people all around him. He looked around, not knowing which direction the main door was making him start to get a little anxious already.

He took a deep breath, but coughed slightly when all he got instead was the smell of weed and smoke mixed with sweat too.

Felix looked around, trying to see if he could see an exit sign that would lead him to the main doors but had no luck, all he could see was either darkness or flashing LED lights that went from red to deep purple.

So, pushing down the gnawing anxiety growing in him, he started to push through the crowd in a direction that looked promising.

But the further he pushed, the more he realized just how badly he fucked up. The crowd seemed never ending and couldn't even tell if the limbs touching him were his or other peoples.

He felt disoriented, the flashing lights making him feel dizzy and all the smoke didn't really help his vision either. All he could hear was screaming, whether it was support for the boxers fighting right now or some people swearing at each other for god knows what but either way, his head started to pound.

Felix stood in the crowd, slightly swaying side to side from people hitting him, and he begrudgingly came to the conclusion he wasn't going to get to the doors and that he was just going to have to listen to Minho's shit because there's no way he was going to continue wandering around.

However, when he turned to head back to the box, he froze, realization hitting him. He had no clue where the box even was. He frantically looked around for any sign of it or the stairs but had no luck, he couldn't even see almost 5 feet ahead of him.

Felix felt his breathing pick up slightly, dread over taking him. He had no idea where he was and didn't even know where to look for Chan or Jisung to help him.

Trying to calm himself down, he reached into his back pocket and took his phone out, planning to call Chan to come and find him but cursed when he couldn't get a single bar. Felix put his phone back in his pocket before putting his face in his hands, trying to think of what to do.

His best hope right now was to ask someone to help him find the box but that meant having to talk to someone and he hesitated. He didn't know if anyone would even help him. Hell, half of them were criminals which also made him hesitate.

But the longer he stayed there in the crowd, getting rocked side to side and getting increasingly more disoriented from the lights and noise, he turned desperate.

So he took a breath to steady himself, before turning to a man beside him, shaking the man till he got his attention. The man turned to Felix, looking him up and down in an almost predatory gaze, making Felix hold back a shudder.

"Excuse me, but do you know how I can get back to the box from here?" Felix slightly yelled so the man could hear him over the music.

But Felix knew this was a bad idea as soon as something clicked in the man's head before he asked,

"You're lost? No one around to help you? Well that isn't good, now is it?" The man said, making Felix freeze slightly, not liking how the man said it.

"I just need to know which direction to get to the box and I'll be on my way" He said making the man's face slowly get overtaken with a wolfish grin before he answered.

"Here, I'll show you. Just follow me" The man said, watching Felix with a gaze that made his skin feel like crawling.

He really didn't want to follow the man but at this point, he didn't know what else to do so he slowly nodded, making the man's grin get even bigger before starting to push through the crowd, motioning for Felix to follow him.

Felix, already overwhelmed and knowing this was a horrible idea, started to push through the crowd of people as well, following as the man led him somewhere.

The longer they pushed through the crowd, the more uneasy Felix got. He didn't feel like he had walked this far from the box so as the man continued to walk, the realization of something was wrong hitting him harder and harder with each step he took.

The man glanced back, making sure Felix was still following before turning a corner, making the said male stop. There was no way in hell he was following the man around that corner because he knew for a fact the box wasn't even near a corner.

Felix hurriedly turned back around, starting to push back through the crowd in an even faster pace, trying to put distance between him and the man.

He really didn't know what to do at this point. He frantically looked around, before hoping for the best in asking another person. But right as he was about to ask someone else for help, he felt an arm on his bicep, pulling him, making him whip back only to collide with a hard chest.

Felix panicked, trying to pull his arm out of the persons hold but it only tightened, pulling him flush against the other person making Felix look up to see who it was but froze when it was none other than Minho himself.

Minho leaned down, his head by Felix's ear before saying in tone loud enough to be heard over the music but not overbearing,

"Found you darling"