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The morning was unusually quiet.
Sunlight filtered in through the sheer curtains, casting a soft golden glow over the apartment. Felix was already awake, curled up on the couch with a blanket still draped around his shoulders. His eyes were swollen from sleep—or maybe from the waiting, from the silence Hyunjin had left behind.
The roses were still on the table. Wilted now. Drooping like they’d grown tired too.
He didn’t even look at them anymore.
Instead, Felix scrolled through his phone. Meaningless things. Photos, messages, timelines. Anything to keep the weight in his chest from growing heavier.
And then—
He stopped.
A headline stared back at him from the screen:
“BREAKING: Robbery at Hongdae Jewelry Shop Leaves One injured, One Dead.”
His heart paused. Froze.
He blinked. Once. Twice.
His thumb tapped the article almost instinctively.
He scrolled through it, his hands shaking from overthinking too much. Felix threw phone on couch, nearly dropping it on Jisung's sleeping face.
He reached for remote, scrolling through different channels until he found one he wanted.
"Two robbers, who are still missing, robbed the famous jewelry store, they shot one of the employees and a customer. The employee Kim Haemin had been taken to hospital. But sadly 21 year old Hwang Hyunjin... H... Be... lled... ....ouldn't... ake... t... .....pital...."
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Time stopped.
A scream tore through Felix’s throat, ragged and raw, like something had been ripped out of his soul.
“NO—!”
He stumbled back from the TV, hands flying to his head. “NO! NO! NO! NO!”
He fell to his knees. Crawled backward. Like he could run from the words. From the truth.
“PLEASE—NO! THIS ISN’T—THIS ISN’T REAL—!”
His chest heaved violently, sobs exploding out of him without rhythm or breath. He slammed his fists against the floor, the couch, the air, screaming into nothing.
He couldn't even feel himself, all of it was happening automatically. The unstoppable ugly crying left him breathless.
Couldn't even feel Jisung's hands or hear his voice...
He was on the floor now, knees to his chest, hands yanking at his own hair as he rocked forward and back, forward and back, like he was trying to shake the grief out of his body.
“No... no, no, no, no, no—” he whispered, over and over again, each repetition more broken, more strangled, more detached from reality.
His sobs weren’t soft. They were gut-wrenching. Animalistic. The kind of sounds no one should ever have to make.
“Hyunjin—Hyunjin—he said he’d be back—he said—he—he—” Felix choked, mouth falling open, eyes wide and glossy, like he was drowning in air that didn’t exist.
Jisung dropped beside him, grabbing his shoulders. “Felix, look at me! Look at me!” his own voice cracking, “What happened?!”
But Felix only pushed him away. Violently.
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DRUGS AND LOVE || Hyunlix
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