A lovely change with love|2min

chapter 21

Warning
18+ scene

The room was thick with tension as Bang Chan faced Felix, the air charged with unspoken frustrations. Chan's voice cut through the silence, sharp and fierce. “Felix, don’t you dare do anything foolish! I swear, don’t ruin our plan. We can’t force Seungmin, it doesn't work on her”

Felix's face twisted in disbelief, his eyes narrowing as he fired back, “What plan? Your plan doesn’t even work, Chan!” His voice trembled with anger, the heat of their confrontation radiating off him like a tangible force.

Chan’s expression hardened, frustration evident in his clenched fists. “They will this time, Felix! Believe me!” His tone was a mixture of urgency and exasperation, as if he were trying to pull Felix back from a precipice. “And if you do anything reckless, I swear I will make sure you never see Seungmin again!” His words were a warning, heavy with the threat of dire consequences.

Felix felt the weight of Chan’s words pressing down on him, igniting a storm of emotion within. As Chan turned to leave, the door creaking slightly on its hinges, Felix couldn’t hold back any longer. “No! You don’t get to walk away like this!” he screamed, the sound reverberating through the room.

In a fit of rage, Felix kicked the chair beside him, sending it tumbling across the floor. It crashed against the wall with a loud bang, the noise echoing like a thunderclap in the tense atmosphere. He stood there, breathing heavily, his fists still clenched, as if the very act of kicking the chair could somehow release the turmoil boiling inside him.

“Felix!” Chan turned back, his eyes wide with a mix of anger and concern. “This isn’t just about you. We can't hurt her in the process this is not how it works.”

“hurt her?” Felix spat, incredulous. “why would I? You don’t understand what I’m feeling! You don’t know what I’d do for Seungmin!”

The intensity of their standoff grew, the space between them thick with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. Felix felt his heart racing, the frustration coursing through him like wildfire. Chan’s steadfast gaze bore into him, but Felix could see the cracks of desperation behind it a shared understanding of the stakes involved, yet completely at odds in their approaches.

“Think about what you’re risking!” Chan said, his voice raised but pleading, his passion evident. “If you go down this path, you could lose everything!”

Felix’s chest heaved with anger and desperation, torn between his fierce loyalty to Seungmin and the growing rift between him and Chan. The walls felt like they were closing in, and as Chan’s footsteps faded away, Felix was left standing alone in the aftermath of their clash, the remnants of the broken chair a physical reminder of his fractured resolve.

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Minho’s eyes softened as he gazed down at Seungmin, taking in every delicate feature of her face. The warmth between them seemed to hum in the quiet room, filling the space with a gentleness that felt almost sacred. Slowly, he leaned down, closing the distance between them, his lips capturing hers in a kiss that was soft but charged with emotion, as though he was trying to tell her all the words he couldn’t say out loud. His hands moved instinctively, sliding under her shirt, feeling the warmth of her skin, each touch both hesitant and reverent.

Seungmin’s arms wrapped around his neck, fingers threading through his hair as she pulled him closer, surrendering to the quiet intensity between them. When Minho finally pulled back, he searched her face, his gaze filled with a tenderness that made her heart ache. “Are you sure?” he whispered, his voice so soft it was barely audible.