Stray Kids Oneshots

Cleanse His Eyes - Chanlix

duo- chanlix
trope- friends to lovers ?
word count- 757
contains- fluff, making out, swearing, Hyunjin wishing he could wash out his eyes with soap.

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All Hyunjin wanted to do was pee. That's all he wanted to do. And all he intended to do when he wandered casually into the nearest bathroom inside the JYPE building by the 3RACHA studio. He just wanted to see his boyfriend in the studio and go pee after.

He was curious as to why Felix and Chan were taking so long in there and quite frankly he needed to pee. Did I mention that?

Hyunjin's body had never moved as fast as his hand flew to cover his eyes at the sight of Felix sitting on the countertop with his legs and arms wrapped around the group's leader. Chan had one of his hands against Felix' thigh and the other against Felix's face which he just happened to be kissing (or eating...).

There was soap dispenser close to them that was one wrong move from being squirted everywhere - unfortunately Hyunjin knew his stuff and was well aware that it would probably only end up slathered over them moments later anyway. Even if he'd rather use it to cleanse his eyes and erase that memory from his head. The last thing he wanted to see was his best friend making out with one of his other best friends.

Suddenly, Hyunjin didn't need to pee so badly.

But still, the Australians carried on even after Hyunjin had sheepishly stepped out of the room and headed off to spread the news of it around JYPE like fucking wildfire. It wouldn't be a problem either, half the entire company had been practically betting on the day they'd finally admit their (obvious) feelings for eachother. Although Hyunjin would've preferred to find it out himself in a slightly different way.

He was also left particularly curious as to how the situation even began however, seems it went a little bit like this:

Chan, Changbin, Hyunjin and Felix were in the studio - the dancers having arrived merely moments previous as Hyunjin had plans to go with Changbin (his boyfriend) on a date after the studio session had ended. Felix was just 'tagging along' at least that's what he told Hyunjin, not knowing he was there because he'd been eager to spend some more time with Chan.

When Chan announced he needed to head to the bathroom, Felix 'remembered he needed to as well' so he followed on. Leaving the two of them alone in the bathrooms.

Chris did as he needed to and Felix lied saying he did to, although he just stayed standing there - his eyes on the door of the cubicle Chan had gone in as he waited for him to exit.

When he did, he immediately noticed Felix's almost drooping gaze upon his body as he stepped closer. Although, it seems Chris' attention was on Felix's body too. That day Felix wore a black tank top, he very rarely let his muscles on show so clearly - the surprisingly defined biceps causing a swirl of emotions and thoughts to rattle Chan's head.

Chris came closer to him, his hand almost subconsciously reaching for Felix's arm as he feeled the muscle of it. "Woah, Lix. I forget how great your biceps are."

Chan speaks but Felix isn't listening, he can't listen, he can't even control his racing thoughts as his hand reaches for Chris' and brings the open palm to rest up against his own freckled cheek.

"Lix, what are you doing?" Chan chuckled as he felt his hand fit perfectly in place up against the younger's soft skin. His heart was pounding in his chest, attacking him as he fought the urge to smash his lips against Felix's.

Thankfully he didn't have to fight the urge nor did he have to do the action. As Felix did himself, wrapping his arms quickly around Chan's neck and crashing their lips together into a sudden and passion-driven kiss.

A smile grew quickly over each of their faces, as Chris' hand reached up to Felix's short, dark brown hair and tugged at it in a way that was tight enough to make Felix gasp but soft enough to bring him no pain. Felix's brow furrowed, his arms pulling Chan somehow even closer onto him.

The older wrapped his other arm around Felix's waist, bringing it down for a moment so it was beneath his thighs and he could lift Felix onto the damp countertop. Felix didn't care that the countertop was damp, the man of his fucking dreams had his tongue in his mouth and his hands rubbing against his thigh.

Felix was on cloud 9.

Hyunjin was in hell.