FELIX CENTRIC (Sunlight Through the Shadows)

chapter 8: trapped

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Felix’s back was against the cold door, his heart pounding so loud he could barely hear anything else. The faces of his friends—no, his captors—closed in around him, each one filled with an eerie intensity, a desperate hunger that made his skin crawl.

“Please,” he whispered, barely able to find his voice. “Just… let me breathe.”

Jeongin stepped forward, a faint smirk on his lips as he tilted his head, examining Felix like a prize he was unwilling to share. “You don’t need space, hyung. You just need us. We know what’s best for you.”

Felix looked around the room, hoping to find even a single face that might show some sympathy. But each one wore the same expression: a twisted adoration, a possessive kind of love that he knew wouldn’t let him go. His chest tightened as he realized the extent of their obsession.

“Please… I’m just asking for a little break,” he managed, his voice cracking.

Minho’s hand came down on his shoulder, his fingers digging in slightly. “Felix, this is for your own good. Why are you fighting it?”
The others nodded, as if Minho’s words were a shared truth, an unbreakable bond they’d all agreed upon. Felix’s eyes darted to Chan, hoping to find some sign of reason in him, some hint of the supportive leader he’d always been. But Chan’s face was unreadable, his gaze steely.

“Felix,” Chan began, his tone soft but firm, “we’re only doing this because we care about you. We can’t bear the thought of you leaving us behind. None of us can.”
“Leaving you behind?” Felix echoed, incredulous. “I would never leave you. But you’re… you’re suffocating me. This isn’t love—it’s control!”

Changbin’s eyes narrowed at Felix’s words, his jaw tightening. “We’re not controlling you, Lixie. We’re protecting you.”

Felix shook his head, trying to keep his voice steady. “Protecting me? By not letting me breathe? By making me feel like… like I’m in a cage?”
Han stepped closer, his normally playful eyes now dark and intense. “You don’t understand, do you, Felix? We need you. Without you, there’s a hole in each of us. We’re a family. And families… they stay together, no matter what.”

The others nodded in agreement, their faces twisted in a disturbing unity.

Felix’s breathing grew shallow. His friends had turned into strangers, each of them consumed by a twisted love that refused to let him go. And in their eyes, he saw a dangerous kind of loyalty—a loyalty that would do anything to keep him by their side, whether he wanted it or not.
“Please…” Felix whispered, his voice barely audible. “I just want my freedom.”

Hyunjin let out a soft, almost pitying sigh, as though Felix were a child who didn’t understand. “Freedom, Felix? Freedom is overrated. What you have here is better. You have us. Isn’t that enough?”

Felix’s desperation flared into anger, his voice trembling with frustration. “No, it’s not enough! I can’t live like this! I don’t want to be your puppet—I’m a person, and I deserve space!”

For a moment, there was silence, and Felix thought he’d finally broken through. But then Jeongin’s expression hardened, his playful smirk fading into something cold and resolute. “Then we’ll have to make you understand.”

With a sudden movement, Jeongin grabbed Felix’s wrist, his grip painfully tight. Felix tried to pull away, but the others closed in, forming a wall around him. Every step he took backward only pressed him closer against the door, with no escape.

Felix’s voice broke as he called out, desperation lacing every word. “Please… you don’t have to do this. I’m still here. I’ll always care about you. But this… this isn’t right.”

Minho’s gaze softened, but only slightly, his eyes filled with a strange blend of regret and determination. “You’ll understand eventually, Felix. You’ll see that we’re only doing what’s best for you. And when you finally accept it, you’ll be happier. We’ll all be happier.”Tears pricked at the corners of Felix’s eyes, and he struggled in Jeongin’s hold, his voice barely more than a broken whisper. “I just want to be free.”

The members didn’t respond, but their silence spoke volumes. They’d made up their minds, and no amount of pleading or resistance could sway them. Felix felt his strength begin to wane as the weight of their collective obsession settled over him like a dark, heavy blanket.

In that moment, Felix knew: he was trapped. There would be no escape from their twisted love, no reprieve from the cage they’d built around him.