ChangLix Shorts||ChangbinxFelix

~savior~[2]

~Chapter 2~

*Changbin's POV*

Alone. Changbin often found himself alone, but he mostly didn't mind. That's how he found himself on this night at the bar in Hongdae. Was Changbin pretty wealthy..sure. Did he also have his own bar with expensive high-end liquor..yeah. The one thing the club had was people; he never minded being alone, but alone in quiet, he couldn't bear. And that's how it was at home.

So, instead of going home after work, he decided to get a drink. He sat at the bar, beer in hand. And he just watched everyone having fun, listening to the blasting music and the matching loud chatter of everyone around him. He felt content just watching, but he started to realize how long it's been since he could have fun like other people his age. He laughed at himself, shaking his head as he returned to his beer.

That's when he saw him—sitting just a few seats down from him. He couldn't tell you exactly what he was attracted to about the boy. Was it the long shoulder-length hair that covered his face from his view? Or the small way he tucked his hair behind his hair, which revealed his soft, defined jawline and cute button nose.

The cute way he laughed with the bartender as he asked for another drink. Yeah, he didnt know, but the boy was madly attractive. Changbin found himself constantly trying to catch a quick glance at him, trying to take in every little piece of him he could. He could tell he was just his type.

He seriously couldn't help his eyes as they stared over at him; if it wasn't for the blonde-haired girl, he would've gone over to him and offered him a drink. But his joining her to dance deterred his desire. So he stayed at the bar drinking his beer. Finishing his glass asking the bartender for something stronger.

It was silly for him to be so hooked on a boy he barely got a glimpse. But Changbin's luck with love made him tug at any opportunities that fell in his lap or sat at the same bar as him. He took a deep breath as he took his shot, quickly calling the bartender for another. It was silly, for sure.

A few minutes passed before he saw two girls surrounding the area where the boy was sitting; they were whispering..conspiring. Actually just flirting with the bartender. But he did notice something a little weird: while one of the girls was talking to the bartender, the other girl was messing around with the glass that was placed on the counter. Just as quick as they came, they left, and before he could get the chance to check out the glass. The blue-haired boy rejoined his spot and, of course, took a sip.

He should've stopped him, but now he felt too nervous to approach him. His body froze against his control. He supposed it was nothing anyway, right? And he was drunk himself. He probably just misjudged the situation. He sighed as he turned back to his drink, still consciously watching the boy, seeing him consume his fifth at this point.

The next time he looked over, the boy had his head down as if he had passed out. He wanted to help him but was still afraid to go near him. The next thing he saw was him trying to stand up, very unbalanced, clearly unaware, and fumbling all over the place.

"Fuck," he groaned as he quickly finished his drink and got up to help him. Hoping that would give him the courage not to embarrass himself. But someone was quicker than him. They took the boy in their arms and whispered something in his ear.

Again, he felt like he was losing something he didn't have to begin with. He was just about to go back to his seat when he realized that the girl was the one from before—the one who was talking to the bartender. Now, he knew something was up, so he walked over to them.

"Hey, where are you taking him? " he asked her as he walked up behind the two.

"What's it to you??" she scoffed, turning around to him

"He looks drunk," Changbin stupidly stated the obvious.

"So, I'm just helping him," she said as she walked towards the door.

"Sure you are. Just hand him over and go about your night," he laughed as he stepped in front of her.

"Fuck off," she rolled her eyes, pushing past him.

"No, you fuck off. Taking advantage of someone for what reason? Let him go right fucking now, don't make me ask again," he spoke loudly, purposely trying to draw attention, and just like he hoped, the girl sucked her teeth and let go of him. He caught him before he could drop to the floor.

"Hey, can you hear me?" he softly asked the barely responsive boy. Can you tell me your name..where you live..who you are?" he pleaded.

The boy didn't respond, only illegible mumbles; he was probably already gone at this point. Changbin didn't know what to do. He couldn't leave him there, and he wasn't conscious enough to tell him where he lived. He had never been in this position before.

It was stupid to think this now, but the boy was even prettier up close. He has freckles that line his cheeks and his soft complexion. He was pretty, innocent, and perfect. He had to get him out of there. He felt this overwhelming need to protect him.

The only place he could think of was to take him to his place. Taking the drunk, passed-out boy that he found incredibly attractive to his apartment. Now, he was starting to feel guilty. But it was all he could think of doing now; his judgment definitely wasn't all that trustworthy either. He called a cab, and they went to his apartment, which wasn't too far away. It was a nice apartment, spacious. Way too big for one person.

He opened the door and placed the boy in his bedroom. He sat down beside him just observing the boy. He truly looked peaceful, and he was visually breathtaking. He started to get up and let the boy rest when he felt a tug on his shirt.

"Where are you going?? Don't leave," he softly whined as he feebly gripped his shirt. Changbin just sat there in shock; he didn't know what to do.

"You really should rest. What's your name??" he desperately asked again.

"Don't leave me alone, please," the boy begged as he tried pulling Changbin closer to him with his frail strength.

"Okay, I won't. I'll stay right here," Changbin softly said, joining him in bed at his own suggestion. It felt wrong to him, but he needed someone to hold him right now, and he was the only one there. How could he tell him no? So he wrapped his arms around his stomach and fit his body behind the other. Who would've thought the decision to get a quick drink after work would lead to something like this?

Definitely not Changbin.

He couldn't hide the fact that this moment was oddly calming for him. Although he highly doubted the boy would be able to remember in the morning. He let out a relaxed breath as he gently placed his head on his back and just held him. Letting go of all his worry or guilt, without fear, he just held him.

Maybe it was the overwhelming sense of comfort the boy radiated that drew him to him. That made him start to lose himself as he held him in his arms, the way his hands softly rested on top of his. The natural scent he gave off, his shampoo..it all made him fall deeper and deeper into him.

The boy's sudden movement made him jump, shaking him back to reality. He restlessly shifted his body in his arms as he turned to face him. The boy squinted as he reached his hand up to his face.

"Pretty," he smally said, smiling as he rested his hand on his cheek.

"W-Wait..N-No, you're not in a good condition right now. You really should rest," Changbin fearfully moved back when he leaned in, trying to kiss him.

"Kiss me," he desperately begged. Changbin fought to move from under him, the boy was holding on to him tight and was practically forcing himself on him. This was really not how he imagined his night going. He was eventually able to get free, quickly climbing out of bed. The boy was just as sluggish as before as he tried to reach for the other.

"Why don't you want me," Felix cried as he laid back against the pillow.

"You just need sleep," Changbin softly repeated. He sighed as he watched him attempt to remove his shirt, but failing miserably. He barely had enough control to sit up.

"H-help me, please," he whined. Now he started to feel guilty again, but he still helped him. He placed the shirt on the chair beside the bed before wrapping the boy in the blankets.

"Please just try to get some sleep," he said once more before exiting the room and leaving the boy to sleep. ~~