Between two worlds | Chanlix

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Chan's schedule had become a whirlwind of projects, each one more demanding than the last. Success had propelled him into a frenetic pace, and he often found himself working late into the night, surrounded by stacks of papers and half-finished lyrics. The thrill of it all kept him going, but he couldn't shake the feeling of longing that often accompanied his long nights at the office.

Tonight was no different. After hours of brainstorming and refining tracks, he gathered the papers he needed to leave for Felix. As he walked toward the office, he noticed the light still flickering under Felix's door. A mix of curiosity and nervousness washed over him as he knocked.

"Come in," Felix called, his voice low and inviting.

Chan opened the door to find Felix lounging in his chair, a glass of dark amber liquid in his hand, the soft glow of the desk lamp casting a warm light across his sharp features. He looked relaxed, a stark contrast to the usual coldness that surrounded him. 

"Still working?" Chan asked, a hint of teasing in his tone.

Felix looked up, a smirk dancing on his lips. "I always work late. You know that."

Chan walked in, his heart racing a little at the sight of Felix in such a relaxed state. He handed over the papers, watching as Felix casually scanned through them, making notes and remarks with an ease that was almost mesmerizing.

"Seems like you're really getting into the groove of this," Felix remarked, glancing at Chan over the top of the papers. "You've made quite a name for yourself lately."

"Thanks," Chan replied, feeling a rush of warmth at the compliment. The intoxicating smell of caramel wafted through the air, mingling with the subtle notes of Felix's cologne. Chan closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the sweetness.

"Enjoying the scent?" Felix asked, his tone teasing.
"It's nice," Chan said, opening his eyes again. "What's that you're drinking?"
"Just a little something to take the edge off," Felix replied, raising the glass. "Want to try?" Chan hesitated, but curiosity tugged at him. "Sure, why not?"

Felix poured a little into a smaller glass and handed it to Chan. As Chan lifted it to his lips, the aroma hit him, but it was nothing like he expected. Instead of the rich, sweet scent he'd imagined, the drink smelled more like a bitter herbal concoction. He wrinkled his nose, feeling a fool as he caught Felix's smirk.

"Disappointed?" Felix asked, amusement dancing in his eyes.
"A little," Chan admitted with a laugh. "But I guess it's better than nothing."

As Felix turned back to his desk, Chan couldn't help but be drawn in by the lingering scent that seemed to envelop Felix. It was intoxicating, a mix of warmth and something undeniably alluring. Chan followed the fragrance, his senses heightening, and in a moment of distraction, he bumped into Felix.

The unexpected contact sent a jolt through both of them. Chan's nose buried itself in the soft skin of Felix's neck, inhaling deeply. The rich scent of Felix's cologne, blended with the sweet aroma of caramel, overwhelmed him, and for a fleeting moment, he lost himself in the warmth of it.

Felix stiffened, surprise flashing across his face, but there was no coldness in his response. Chan's hand instinctively found its way to Felix's waist, gripping him lightly, a surge of desire flooding through him.

"Chan..." Felix began, a mix of frustration and something else in his voice, but the words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken tension.

"Are you sure you want to refuse me?" Chan whispered, his breath hot against Felix's ear, emboldened by the moment.

Felix's body reacted, his eyes darting from side to side, searching for an escape. But before he could step away, Chan felt a spark of desperation surge within him, and in a flash, Felix turned, their faces just inches apart.

His expression shifted, the conflict within him palpable. Chan could feel the heat radiating off Felix, the intoxicating scent of alcohol mingling with the sweetness of caramel, heightening the tension in the air. Felix's gaze flicked to Chan's lips, his breath hitching slightly as he bit his own.

Then, in a moment that felt suspended in time, Felix closed the distance between them and kissed Chan.

It was a kiss unlike any Chan had ever experienced. Wet, heated, and full of longing, it ignited something deep within him. Chan instinctively took the lead, his hands finding their way to Felix's face as he deepened the kiss, losing himself in the moment.

Felix responded, the cool exterior he had always maintained cracking under the weight of their shared desire. The kiss was urgent and passionate, the world outside fading into oblivion as Chan pressed closer, feeling the warmth of Felix's body against his.

Time stood still as they explored the uncharted territory of each other's lips, their breaths mingling in the air. Chan felt alive, exhilarated, as if he had finally broken through the barriers that had kept them apart for so long.

But just as quickly as it had started, the kiss ended. Felix pulled back, breathing heavily, his eyes wide with surprise and confusion.

"Chan..." he started, but Chan felt a rush of emotions threatening to overwhelm him.

Before Felix could say anything else, Chan stepped back, the reality of what had just happened crashing down around them. He felt exposed, raw, and unsure of what to do next.

"I... I'm sorry," Chan stammered, his heart racing as he struggled to regain his composure. "I didn't mean to... I just—"

"Stop," Felix interrupted, his voice steady but low, an unreadable expression clouding his features.

The tension hung in the air like a storm waiting to break, and Chan's pulse quickened at the weight of Felix's gaze.

"Just... don't say anything," Felix finally said, his eyes intense and searching. "I need a moment."

Chan nodded, feeling a mix of disappointment and confusion as he stepped away. The warmth of the kiss lingered on his lips, a reminder of the vulnerability they had shared, but now the air felt thick with unspoken words.

As Felix turned back to his desk, the distance between them grew, but Chan couldn't shake the feeling that something had changed. Their worlds had collided in a way that neither of them could ignore, and now, standing in the quiet of the office, he was left to wonder what this moment would mean for them both.

Feeling lost, Chan quietly left the office, the echoes of the kiss still reverberating in his mind. Outside, the world continued to spin, but inside him, a storm was brewing—a mix of hope and uncertainty, a dance of desire that would challenge everything he thought he knew about himself and Felix.