Meant To Be | Lee Felix

control | part 14

My phone rings forcing me away from his ocean. Look who finally called- Miss Da-eun.

I silence it and toss the phone away in annoyance. Felix chuckles- "I don't see the point of getting mad at your best friend."
"Am not mad- I wanna talk to nobody right now."
"Uhuh, I see. I identify as nobody from now on then. Cool." He nods.

I scoff to find a naughty grin pulling up on his face. It feels light. Like snow. My heart is less dense now- oh wait, it's not even with me. Funny how the person sitting right next to me has no idea how much he means to me at this point.

"Lix? About the video, I-" I am cut off.
"Repeat it?" He looks at me with a deep gaze reaching the pitch of my gut.
"Hm?" Suddenly am not able to think straight. It's quite unhealthy and dangerous to be this close to Lee Felix.

"Say it again, my name?" the whisper is deeper than the Pacific Ocean.

"Lix."
I swear I see his eyes dart towards my lips before he turns away.

It seems like he's in pain. He has a strained look on his face as he closes his eyes and lets his head fall on the wall. His Adam's apple takes a trip up and down. Am afraid it will pop out anytime- since his neck is arched, I can see the bulge crystal clear.

I mean the bulge in the neck. (I swear if you guys-)

"Is something wrong, you don't like the name or-"
"For fucks sake, stop talking Chae." He breathes a deep growl building. That catches me off guard. Wtf? Now he's mad? What have I done?

"Lix why?!" My voice says barely above a whisper.
He groans while running a nervous hand through his hair. The same hand travels to the nape of his neck then.

I am observing him so very carefully because it's Lee Felix. His actions speak louder than words.
To my surprise, he gets up and forces a smile- "Let's go,"

He sounds damn enthusiastic as if we are going to Paris. One moment he's angry and in some sort of tension and then the very next moment he's all funky and excited.
What's up with his mood swings?

Bro must be on his period.

"To Paris? Sure." I joke.
"Close. To Prier Boutique." His eyes shine.
I lose my jaw. Pri- what?! He's gone nuts. "Are you crazy?" I look at him standing confidently.

He bends and crouches to my level- face inches away from mine. I enter the underwater of his ocean, fighting with my entire life to resist the urge of eyes to fall on his lips.

"Crazy? It depends," How tf can whispers be so deep? "On what or... who are you asking in this context?"

May the lord have mercy on my delicate soul for his tone and those eyes filled with god-knows-what are pulling my stomach inside out. Am speechless. His hands fidget my shoelace. He shouldn't be crouched this near to me.
I need to get the fuck up. Why aren't my legs moving?

"If you're asking whether am crazy over Prier Boutique... obviously not," He shrugs; his eyes on my legs.

"But then, if you're asking whether am crazy over..."
As his blue weapons travel the entire length of my left leg and land on my face, my soul takes an entire U-Turn back to my previous life.
"A girl named...-"

"Park Chae-ryo... then um-"

He leaves his voice hanging. A hint of a smirk starts to build on his face.
"What d'you think?"
My mind is blank. I can't even breathe- how tf am I supposed to reply?

"I... I-I think we need to get outta here" My throat hurts when I gulp.
"Out of here?" He repeats.
Nodding vigorously, I keep my calm.

I must be going crazy for having the urge to rub my thighs. I. Need. To. Touch. Some. Grass.